The Walking Dead: Clementine and a dog named Sam

Chapter 1: no hope

Alright, as you all know, I do have another Walking Dead story that is an alternative story. This story however, is different and has nothing to do with the other one.

Anyway, if you played Season 2 of The Walking Dead by Telltale Games, as you are aware, Sam attacks Clementine for the food that leads to a problem with the group thinking she was bit by a walker. Well, this story is going to be about what would have happened if Sam didn't bite Clementine and how the story would change?

Clementine sat down on a small log as she finished eating the food contents out from the can she found. There was only a quarter left and she decided to give the rest to the dog she had just found named Sam according to his collar, and tipped the rest out in front of him.

Sam leaned down and eat up the remaining of the food, obviously hungry after what Clementine assumed could have been days, or even months.

While he was eating the remains of the food, Clementine crossed her arms together while she was thinking about what to do next...What would she do now...? Everyone she loved and cared for her were gone...Lee, Kenny, Katjaa, Duck, Carley, Christa, Omid, Ben...They were all gone.

Tears began to swell up in her eyes as she thought back to that day when she no longer was a child. The day she finally lost all hope for the World becoming normal again...The day she last her parents...And Lee.

Clementine watched as Lee was struggling to keep his now yellow eyes open as he was on the verge of death. He only had one arm, and that one arm was cuffed to a radiator just in case he turned quicker than he thought.

"You're strong, Clem. can do anything." Lee assured her, wanting to make sure she stayed safe before his death which was coming very soon, and there was nothing she could do.

"But...I'm little." Clementine reminded, thinking she would never make out there in this God for waken world on her own.

"Doesn't mean nothin'. You're going to see bad stuff, but it's okay." Lee said, struggling to keep his eyes open.

"My parents. It's so horrible." Clementine said with tears in her eyes.

"I can't imagine, sweat pea." Lee said, not knowing what the young girl was feeling right now.

"And PLEASE...please don't be one of them. Please don't become a walker." she begged, not wanting to loose the only person she had left now.

"There's only one thing you can do. You know that." Lee said, struggling in his condition to say what he had to say next.

"I don't know if I can." Clementine cried, grasping the gun she had just found close into her hands.

He closed looked into her eyes for a second while she didn't know what to do next. "You have to shoot me honey."

"Lee, no..." she refused, shaking her head slightly.

"It's okay, It's okay." Lee soothed, as he thought back to the day all of this began, the day he remembered that poor girl in the Motor Inn. "In Macon...the first days we met, do you remember?"

"Yeah, I do." Clementine nodded.

"When I went out to rescue that boy Glenn, we met a girl. She'd been bitten, too. All she wanted was to not come back as a walker." Lee said, trying to keep it in simple terms of why she had to shoot him before it was too late.


"And I remember how hard it was to do that. But I'm glad I did." Lee continued, looking away from Clementine slightly. "You don't want to see me like one of them."

"Okay, Lee...I can do it. I can." Clementine said, deep down she was lying and didn't want to do this, but Lee was right. It had to be done.

Lee nodded his head slightly but his work was not over yet. Even with a gun and skills, Lee knew Clementine had to be with someone safe, and there was only two people who Lee could trust to take care off her. "Find Omid...and...Christa. They're outside of the train. You remember how to get back there?"

"Yes." she answered, not wanting to look at him.

"Good." he smiled slightly. "They'll take good care of you."

Lee watched Clementine, who was now crying fully. This was hurting him too. Clementine was his family, she was like the daughter he ever wanted. "And Clem...Keep that hair short."

"I will. I'll cut if myself." Clementine agreed.

"Great. Good...And also..." Lee was now too weak he was beginning to pass out from the infection. He wanted to say that he loved Clementine as one of his family, but what would be too painful for her to hear.

"What, what is it?" Clementine asked, wanting to know what he was going to say.

"No, don't worry. All right..." Lee replied, his vision was now blurry and he could barely see her face anymore. He opened his eyes fully one last time and looked into her eyes. "I'll miss you."

"Me, too." Clementine said.

Finally, Clementine knew it was time to fulfill Lee's request. She stood up and aimed the pistol directly towards Lee's head. She watched Lee's eyes finally close and his head fell to the side slightly.

Clementine looked away from her guardian and while shaking, she pulled the trigger, shooting him directly in the brain. She was saddened by this completely, but she knew now that Lee would not come back as one, and he was in a better place now.

Ever since the day, Clementine lost whatever childlike innocence she had left. Those events had haunted her ever since, and that was over two years ago.

She began to cry and tucked her head in between her arms, not knowing what to do next now that Christa was gone, and presumed dead after those three bandits attacked her.

While she continued to cry, Clementine felt something nudge her arm slightly. She leaned her head up with tears still in her eyes where she saw Sam nudging her arms slightly like he was comforting her.

Clementine managed to raise a smile across her face as she began stroking Sam's head, and this time, he seemed calm and allowed her to pet him.

"I guess it's just me and you now, huh, boy?" Clementine said while Sam was licking her fingers slightly. "I don't know what to do now, maybe we can-"

Clementine was cut off by the sound of nearby footsteps. She gasped slightly as Sam was growling like he was being protective or her.

Two men suddenly emerged, each carry a weapon. One of them was a man who looked around in his middle twenties, he wore a orange shirt, blue jeans, and he had a machete in his hand. The other one was an older man who looked in his early fifties, he wore a green jacket, beige pants, and he had a crossbow in his hand.

"Holy shit!" the man with the orange shirt said, surprised to see Clementine. "I don't believe it. It's a kid."

"Been a while since I saw dog, too." the man with the green jacket said.

Clementine remained silent for a few seconds while he moved her hand near Sam's collar just in case his instincts took over. She looked at the two men, who stood where they were. "Look, I don't want any trouble."

"Neither do we, relax." the man with the jacket replied, setting his crossbow down to show he was not a danger to her. He knelt back up and introduced himself to the young girl. "My name's Pete, and this is Luke."

"I'm Clementine." Clementine introduced herself, releasing her grip slightly on Sam when he was calm enough not to growl at them anymore.

"What are you and your dog doing out here all on your own?" Luke asked, setting his machete down on the strap attached to his back.

"He's not my dog. I found him a few minutes ago." Clementine said, standing back up to full height now that Sam wasn't going to attack. "I got lost. From my friend...It's...It's...Just me."

Tears began to fill up in her eyes as she remembered once again that she as alone.

Pete and Luke watched her for a second, feeling sympathy for her. They both turned around for a moment to talk to each other privately.

"What do we do?" Luke asked, not sure on what to do with this girl they just found.

"Well, I ain't gonna leave her here." Pete said, turning around for a moment to look at Clementine, who was stroking Sam's head while drying the tears from her eyes. He turned back to Luke, discussing their next plan. "I say we take her with us."

"We can't." Luke argued, his expression turning nervous for a moment. "I mean, I want to, but what are the rest of the group gonna say? Especially Nick. You know what happened when-"

"You don't need to remind me of that, boy." Pete interrupted, acting like a father-figure towards the young man. "Besides, she isn't bitten. At least she doesn't look it."

"Right, sorry, sir." Luke apologized, rubbing the back of his neck with his right hand. "But what about Carlos? You know how protective he is of Sarah."

"Look, Carlos is not in charge, we do things as a group." Pete said, crossing both of his arms together. "Come on, Luke, she's just a little girl. What's she gonna do, pull out gun and take us hostage?"

Luke sighed, knowing Pete was right as usual. He nodded slightly while looking towards the ground. "Alright, but what about the dog? He could be dangerous."

"Good point." Pete agreed, shifting his attention back to Clementine, who was waiting patiently for them to finish. "Clementine, is the dog dangerous?"

"No, he's not dangerous, honest." Clementine promised, stroking his head slightly.

"Hmm." Pete hummed, kneeling down to the dog's height in order to be sure of what she just said. He placed his hand slowly near the dog's head and stroked him for a few seconds, and was glad to see the dog was calm and allowed him to stroke her. "Well, he seems like a good dog."

"He is, I promise." Clementine said, wiping a couple of tears out from her eyes that remained there.

"Listen, Clementine, the rest of the group live in a cabin nearby. Would you like to come with us?" Pete offered, standing back up from where he was kneeling down. "You're welcome to come. You and the dog."

Clementine thought about it for a moment. She had to admit Luke and Pete seemed like nice people who were willing to help her, but then again, then St. John's seemed nice too, and she knows what they truly were.

She made up her mind after a couple more of seconds, and decided she would go, but however, Clementine had to know if it was okay. "Will the rest of your group be okay with it?"

"They'll just have to deal with it." Luke smiled before looking off into the woods where he spotted nearby walkers roaming around. "We better get going then. Let's go."

Clementine nodded, and the four left the area to head back to this cabin Luke and Pete spoke about. She kept the knife she found in her pocket just in case they weren't what they seemed, and she had to use a weapon to escape.

The three humans and the dog eventually made it to the cabin in the middle of nowhere. Pete gave Luke a little signal from his hand to stand by. "Listen, you all should wait out here. I'll go and let the group know what's happening."

"Alright, sir." Luke agreed, watching as Pete walked up the steps and walked inside the cab, disappearing out from their sights. After he was gone, Luke turned his attention back to Clementine and Sam, and knelt down to the dog's height and petted him for a few seconds. "It's been a long time since I saw a dog."

"Yeah, me, too." Clementine agreed, watching as Sam was calm enough to let Luke pet him. "So, how many of you are there?"

"Me, Pete, Pete's nephew Nick, Carlos and his daughter Sarah, and Alvin and his wife Rebecca." Luke answered, standing back up while he placed his hands in his pockets. "But, what about you? How did you end up here, if you don't mind me asking?"

Clementine sighed, remembering back to the events of last night, remembering how she lost the only friend she had left. "Me and my friend Christa were cooking a weasel, and we were attacked by these three men. One of them died, but I don't know what happened to the other two, or Christa."

"They attacked you for a weasel?" Luke said surprised, not believing what people would do nowadays just to survive. "That's cold."

"You can say that again." Clementine agreed, managing to raise a smile slightly. "I hope Christa's okay though. I miss her."

"I'm sure she'll be fine." Luke assured her, but deep down, he had the feeling she didn't make it and was laying out there dead somewhere, or worse, she was a walker.

Meanwhile, inside the cabin, Pete was arguing with the rest of the group inside the cabin about Clementine. Alvin weren't sure what to do, Nick was not sure if she was dangerous or not, Carlos was willing to let her stay as long as she wasn't dangerous, as for Rebecca, she wanted her gone.

"What if she was bitten?" Nick said, arguing with his uncle about Clementine.

"She wasn't bitten. Me and Luke checked her on the way here, she's fine." Pete assured them while crossing his arms together, but they wasn't good enough for Rebecca. "What the hell's wrong with you, people!? She's just a little girl."

"She could be working for Carver!" Rebecca suggested, placing her hands around her pregnant belly. "Didn't you think about that?"

"Yeah, like Carver has a little girl working for him." Pete sarcastically replied, now getting slightly frustrated about why they were even arguing. "What would you have done? Left her to fend for herself?"

"But there's no way she survived out here on her own!" Nick said, obviously worried that she might have people looking for her as we speak. "Didn't you think about that?"

"Alright, then how about we ask her?" Pete suggested, turning towards the cabin window where he saw Clementine and Luke talking to each other while Sam was sitting on the ground with his tongue out.

"I agree." Carlos agreed, willing to give this girl a chance. "Bring her in, but the dog has to stay outside for now."

"Alright." Pete sighed, walking back towards the front door to fetch Clementine and Luke. He opened the door where both of them immediately looked towards him. "Guys! You two can come in, but the dog has to stay out here for now!"

"What?" Clementine asked, wondering why Sam wasn't allowed in the cabin. "You can't just leave him out here! What if a walker sees him?"

"Don't worry, we'll put him in the shed." Luke assured her, walking towards the shed to put Sam inside.

As much as Clementine didn't want to do this, she had to listen to them for now. She lead Sam inside the shed and ordered him to stay in there. "Sorry, boy, but you're gonna have to stay in here just for a while. Okay?"

Clementine petted his head for a couple of seconds before walking back outside of the shed and giving Luke the nod to close the doors. She was saddened by this but made her way inside of the cabin with Pete and Luke.

When she was inside, Clementine studied the cabin for moment. She had to admit it looked like a nice place, hardly untouched. She followed Pete and Luke in the kitchen where the rest of the group (except for Sarah) were waiting for her.

"Everyone, this is Clementine." Pete introduced her to the others, who were standing there like they had no emotions.

"I don't have time for this." Rebecca said, walking away from the kitchen back towards her bedroom.

"Rebecca." Alvin followed her, trying to bring her back into the kitchen but it was no use and they both ended up going into their bedroom together.

"Just ignore her, Clementine." Luke said, offering her a seat down at the kitchen table. "Have a seat."

Clementine sat down in the seat by the table as the rest of the group sat down on different chairs opposite of her. Luke, Pete, Nick, and Carlos all waited as they took their seats while watching her slightly.

"Alright, Clementine, if you're gonna stay, we wanna know what happened to you." Pete said, obviously being friendly to her, suspecting that Nick or Carlos might not be so kind towards her.

"From the beginning?" Clementine asked, getting a slight nod from Pete in return.

"Alright..." she took a deep breath, hoping that she could tell them her story without any tears filling up in her eyes again. "My parents went on vacation and left me with a babysitter before all this happened. My babysitter got attacked by one of them and I ran and hid in my tree house for a few days. One day, this man found me and rescued me from the tree house and my babysitter...His name was Lee...He promised to take care of me until we found my parents. We met up with another family named Kenny, Katjaa and Duck, and went to this drugstore where we met other survivors...One of us didn't make it though. The drugstore was attacked by walkers, and one of us, named Doug, died..."

"Damn, that's hard." Luke admitted, knowing how hard it was to lose someone. "Go on, Clementine."

She cleared her throat and continued. "Me, Lee, and the others decided to stay at this Motor Inn until all this cleared up. We were there for three months until we met these people who came by for gas. They seemed nice...but then we found out they eat people...They eat our friend Mark, and then put the rest of us in a meat locker. This old guy in our group named Larry had a heart attack, and we thought we could bring him back before he turned, but Kenny crushed his head with a salt lick."

"Damn. People ate your friend?" Pete said, shocked about what sick bastards were out there these days doing what they can just to survive.

"The rest of us escaped and let them live. We found this station wagon with supplies, but I told them I wanted nothing to do with it, and Lee agreed with me. My friend Carley gave me some batteries for my walkie-talkie, and then...Then I made a mistake..." Clementine continued, thinking back to when she first made contact with the stranger, and remembered the lies he told her.

"What did you do?" Carlos asked, now a little concerned when she mentioned she made a mistake.

"I talked to this man on my walkie-talkie. He claimed he had my parents in Savannah, and I believed him...I just missed them so much, and thought it was true...I was a fool. Our Motor Inn got attacked by bandits after my friend Ben tried to make a deal with them. We escaped, but the leader of our group, Lilly, shot Carley and we left her at the side of the road." Clementine said, closing her eyes in an attempt to hold back her tears. "We found this train and got it working and made our way to Savannah, but Duck was bitten, and his mom killed herself. And then Lee told me he had to put Duck out of his misery. We got to Savannah eventually after we met up with Omid and Christa, and while we were now, Lee found out about the man I had been talking about...He was a little angry..."

"He should be." Nick interrupted, before he got nudged slightly by his Uncle when he realized what he said. "Sorry, I didn't mean that."

"It's okay." Clementine accepted his apology before continuing her story. "Anyway, we stayed at this house for a while. I asked Lee if we could look for my parents, but he said we might not have time, so I got upset and tried to find the man I was speaking too...I found him, and then I found out he was lying and he locked me in room. Lee saved me and killed the stranger, but I found out he got bit. He cut off his arm, trying to stop himself from turning. We escaped, and I found my parents...As walkers. We got into this store, and Lee was dying...I...I...I had to shoot him to stop him from turning. Then after that, I met up with Omid and Christa, and found out we were the only one's left. Omid died a few months later, and then I was with Christa for more than a year. And that's when we got attacked by bandits, and that's when I met you two in the woods."

The men were silent for a couple of seconds, not really sure what to do next.

"Hmm, that's quite a story, Clementine." Pete admitted before shifting his attention back to Carlos. "So, what do you guys think?"

"I think she should be allowed to stay." Luke answered, agreeing with Pete one-hundred percent.

"Alright, I guess we can let her stay." Carlos agreed, standing up from where he was sitting and walking out from the room for a few moments to check up on his daughter to put her to sleep.

"...I suppose so, too." Nick said, him too leaving the room.

Before long, Pete left the room too to go and keep watch outside the cabin for any walkers. Luke left the room too, leaving Clementine to sit on her own for a while.

Clementine sat still for a while tapping the table with her fingers to pass the time. It was painful for her to tell her story to these strangers, but it did feel good to get out from her chest.

A couple of minutes later, Luke had returned with a bowl of food in his hand for their guest. He placed the bowl in front of Clementine and sat down on the other side of the table. "Here, I brought you some food, if you're hungry."

Although she had just met them, Clementine felt she could trust Luke and Pete, and despite the food she found earlier, she was still pretty hungry. Clementine picked up the spoon off the table and began to eat it's contents out from the bowl, finally eating a good meal.

Luke watched her as she continued to eat, showing he was concerned for this young girl he had met not too long ago. "So since you're pretty much on your own...What's your plan? Are you gonna stay?"

"I don't know." Clementine answered, shrugging slightly. "I'm kind of on my own now except for Sam."

"Well, you and your dog are welcome to stay here if you want." Luke offered. "Y'can let yourself heal up and take some time to sort things out."

"Do you think everyone else will be okay with it?" Clementine inquired, not wanting to outstay her welcome than she already needed.

"The group talked about it, and everyone-well, mostly everyone-said you are welcome to stay." Luke replied, smirking slightly across his face. "Besides, even if a couple of them disagree, they'll just have to deal with it."

"Thanks Luke." she thanked, finally managing to raise a smile across his face, happy to know there are people out there that still care for her.

"It's okay." Luke said, before his smile soon dropped when Carlos had returned into the same room after checking up on his daughter. He could tell by Carlos' face he was worried about something so Luke left the room, suspecting that he wanted to talk to Clementine alone.

After Luke was gone, Carlos began washing his hands in the nearby sink while Clementine continued to eat until he suddenly spoke. "Are you going to be a problem to my daughter?"

"Excuse me?" Clementine replied, wanting to make sure that she had just heard him correctly.

"I said, are you going to be a problem to my daughter?" Carlos repeated, his voice calm yet slightly serious while he continued to wash his hands in the sink.

"No, I won't." Clementine answered, arching a curious eyebrow, wanting to know why Carlos would think her, a little girl, would be a problem.

"Well, if you are going to stay, there are a few things you need to know about my daughter." Carlos answered, drying his hands with a towel while he stared outside of the window.

"Okay." Clementine slightly nodded, knowing this man was only being protective of his daughter, just like how Lee was looking out for her, how Kenny was looking out for Duck, and how Larry was looking out for Lilly.

"She isn't like you. You may not get that initially, but once you're around her for a while you'll understand." Carlos explained, crossing his arms together while looking out of the kitchen window before closing his eyes. imagining what would happen if Sarah was too know what it was like out there. "If she knew how bad the world is... what it's really like out there... she would...cease to function. She's my little girl. She's all I have left and I would ask that you please not tell her about what it's like out there."

"I won't, I promise." Clementine promised, giving a slight nod to him, despite him being turned around from her view.

"Thank you. I appreciate that." Carlos replied, trusting Clementine to be around his daughter now that she had her promise. "You can stay in her room with her tonight. It's the first room on your right when you go upstairs."

"Thank you." Clementine thanked as Carlos finally left the room at the same moment Pete had returned too.

"I had to interrupt, but I think it's time we all got some sleep because this place is lit up like a goddamn beacon in the middle of the woods." Pete told Clementine. "Get your winks while you can 'cause we're goin' fishing at first light. A couple of fresh brookies for dinner? Mm, wouldn't that be nice. As for your dog, he's gonna have to stay in the shed just for tonight."

Clementine was about to protest but respected the older man's wishes and decided that was for the best. "Alright, I understand. As long as he's gonna be okay."

"He will be, don't worry." Pete assured her, walking back out from the room, ready to tuck in for the night.

Before long, Clementine finally finished the food and made her way upstairs to Sarah's bedroom where Carlos had said it was. Clementine got to the top of the stairs and went in front of the door and knocked a couple of times.

"Come in." the voice inside the room said.

Clementine entered the bedroom room where a young girl around the age of fifteen was laying on her bed, reading a book in her hands. The girl had the same skin color as Carlos, she wore glasses, a grey jacket and blue jeans.

"Hi." Clementine greeted, closing the door behind her. "Your dad told me I could sleep in her for tonight."

"Yeah, he told me." the girl replied, gesturing her hand towards the floor where a sleeping bag with a couple of pillows laid down against the floor at the end of her bed.

"Thanks." Clementine said before observing the book in the girl's hands, not expecting to see people still reading. "What are you reading?"

"A book." the girl answered like it was obvious.

"What book? I like books." Clementine admitted.

"It's called the Guurgles." the girl replied, setting her book down with the pages still open to speak to the young girl standing in front of her. "It's about trans-dimensional body snatchers."

"...Cool." Clementine simply replied, not really knowing how to respond.

"I'm Sarah." the girl introduced herself, standing up from her bed, revealing herself to be quite taller than Clementine.

"I'm Clementine." Clementine introduced herself too, deep down, she was a little happy to finally meet someone not too far from her age.

"We're friends. Right?" Sarah asked, obviously wanting to befriend another girl her age. "We can be best friends-I haven't met another girl my age since way before. It's hard to be the only girl, you know? Rebecca is okay, but she's old. And that's it. And if the baby's a girl then it'll be FOREVER because she's old enough to, like, be my friend. And then I'll be super old."

Despite Clementine feeling a little uncomfortable by Sarah's childlike behavior, she made a promise to Carlos, and that was a promise she intended to keep. "Yes, we're friends."

"Promise?" Sarah asked. "It's important. Friend's have to trust each other no matter what. Do you promise or not?"

"I promise." Clementine answered.

"Me too. Friends." Sarah smiled, holding out her pinky finger on her right hand for her and Clementine to pinky swear. She watched as Clementine accepted her pinky swear and that gave her a little hope. "A pinky swear is forever."

"Yeah, I know." Clementine smiled, ending the pinky shake.

Before long, Clementine finally decided to get some sleep after the long day she had. She tucked herself into the sleeping bag and finally got a goodnight's sleep, happy that she was with people she could trust.

And chapter is complete, ladies and gentleman. Chapter 2 will be here as soon as possible, but after I publish that one, I won't be updating this story until Episode 2 is released. Stay tuned.