TWD Fanfic: Lee's Second Chance - Ch 3 Part 1
Chapter 3 – A new player
I looked over to Clementine in the back of Kenny's pickup. She was sitting there silently, looking out the window as we drove into Macon. We left Hershel's farm soon after Clem told me that she remembered everything. It still kind of shocked me that she remembered, but I was happy that she did. I knew that Clem had become stronger during all that time we spent together, maybe not physically but mentally. Clem noticed me looking at her and smiled at me.
Kenny raised an eyebrow at me and Clem, "You two seem to be awfully close considering you have no relation to one another."
I looked at Kenny, surprised by his question. When we first drove to Macon we were all sitting in silence, probably to mourn Shawn's death… Or to deal with the guilt of not being able to save him. But things were different now. Shawn was alive and well back at Hershel's. He and his dad saw us off happily. It felt weird, though. I'd seen him die a grue
TWD Fanfic: Lee's Second Chance - Ch 2 Part 2
Chapter 2 – Reunion
In the morning, I heard someone climb down the ladder from the upper levels of the barn. I closed my eyes, quickly. Would look kind of weird to see a man lying down with his eyes open, I thought to myself. I still felt Clem's hand holding onto mine. As thoughts about Clementine, the Smiling man and this whole situation started rushing through my head, I heard a familiar and friendly voice, "Hey, get up."
I suddenly felt Clementine's hand pull away from mine and my eyes shot open. I looked up to see a man in a T-shirt and cap, he was around average height and build, and he had a very distinctive moustache. I knew who it was straight away, Kenny. As I stood up I looked over to Clementine, who was scratching her arms, "I'm itchy."
"Well you slept in a barn, little lady. Lucky you don't have spiders in your hair." Kenny said with a wide smile.
Clementine gasped and looked up at her hair. Kenny then turned to
TWD Fanfic: Lee's Second Chance - Ch 3 Part 2
Chapter 3 – A new player
"What are you talking about?" Kenny said, glaring at Larry.
"You're bitten! And that means you're as good as dead!" Larry yelled in Kenny's face.
"That's ridiculous. I wasn't bitten. And even if I was, how does that make me 'as good as dead'?"
"It's how you turn!"
"When you're bit, you turn into one of those things outside. Then anyone else who gets bitten also turns."
Kenny grinded his teeth, "Well good thing I'm not bitten then."
"The hell you aren't. We're gonna have to deal with you, right now." Larry looked over to Carley, "Give me your gun."
Carley stared at Larry, "No way. You need to the chill the fuck out!"
"I'll 'chill' when the threat is gone." Larry said, turning to Kenny.
"You wanna fight? Is that it? 'cause I will fight you here and now, old man." Kenny yelled at Larry.
"Oh yeah?" Larry cracked his knuckles.
My mind went blank with rage. It's bad enough that he accused Duck of getting bit but now