Versatility -1- (The Walking Dead) by Destiny-Smasher, literature
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Versatility -1- (The Walking Dead)
A/N: Being fanfiction based on the SEASON TWO FINALE of the Walking Dead video game, THERE WILL BE SPOILERS, and the context won't make complete sense if you haven't played the game that far. This also means there's some intense language, mature themes, that kinda thing. Furthermore, since there are different possibilities, etc. I tried to put dialogue in there that contextualizes the choices My Clementine made.
I'm not actually sure how far this will go, but I have two other scenes partially written, and I'd like to explore some ideas based on the ending I got during my first playthrough.
If you've been following my work and are interested i
Versatility -2- (The Walking Dead) by Destiny-Smasher, literature
Literature
Versatility -2- (The Walking Dead)
A/N:
THIS SERIES HAS MAJOR SPOILERS FOR UP TO THE END OF SEASON 2 OF THE WALKING DEAD GAME.
This chapter still doesn't get to the real meat of what this story is supposed to be about but I felt like I needed to explore a little bit more of these events from Jane's point of view.
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Chapter 2
The gunshot had pierced through the night, ripping Jane from her unsteady slumber. It had been close. Really close. 'What-the-fucking-hell?' close. That meant one thing: walkers. Probably a goddamn bunch if guns were going off.
It was dim – the fire must have died out some time ago. Alvin Junior was shrieking like a banshee from some plac
Versatility -3- (The Walking Dead) by Destiny-Smasher, literature
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Versatility -3- (The Walking Dead)
A/N: This chapter lacks in dialogue, but in the same way I've spent some time developing my interpretation of Jane, it was important to me to spend some time here in this chapter focusing My Clementine, referencing some of the events that have happened to her, and exploring some ideas and reminders of shit she's been through up until now, which culminates in my own explanation of why she makes the choice she does at the end of S2; E5. I have the next two chapters nearly finished as well, so there will be more on the way sooner rather than later.
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Chapter 3
Clementine's hands were trembling. Not from the cold so much as what she'd
Versatility -4- (The Walking Dead) by Destiny-Smasher, literature
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Versatility -4- (The Walking Dead)
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Chapter 4
"I'll fuckin' kill you!"
"I...knew you would..."
Struggling. Grunting. Panting. Blood. Her leg burned, her chest burned...everything felt like it was on fire. What wasn't on fire was cold, freezing, numb...Pressing down – it was all pressing down. She couldn't push it back, couldn't keep it up, couldn't lift it, couldn't...-
-Bang!-
And then everything had been over.
And everything had just begun.
But not in the way Jane had wanted. It shouldn't have gone down that way. She should've...been smarter. But she hadn't – go figure. It made her sick, seeing Clementine do that to Kenny. Sick and...thankful.
Shit. Th
Versatility -5- (The Walking Dead) by Destiny-Smasher, literature
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Versatility -5- (The Walking Dead)
A/N: For clarification, Sandra is the name of Clementine's babysitter. Genevieve was the name Omid suggested in S2;E1 when pressed for a girl's name for his and Christa's baby.
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Chapter 5
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"I have done bad things. I can't take them back, and they are part of who I am. Most of the time, they seem like the only thing I am."
— Veronica Roth, Insurgent
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Clementine briskly paced through what was left of Howe's Hardware store. After their recent encounter with a wayward family, Clementine wasn't feeling well. She wasn't focusing on what she was looking at, or where she was going. There was so much blood everywhere...Bull
Versatility - 6 (The Walking Dead) by Destiny-Smasher, literature
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Versatility - 6 (The Walking Dead)
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Perched upon the roof of Howe's Hardware, Jane glared across the barren parking lot with disdain. Her head still hammered with angry thoughts, conflicted emotions, echoes of their recent conversation. There'd been a lot of yelling. But right now, Jane was trying to focus on keeping watch. In the middle of the day, the chilled air stung at her cheeks. She enjoyed it. She appreciated winter's bitterness, even if this southern air was tainting it.
A lone walker was trudging its way across the lot. The second one she'd seen that day. The first had been leaning against a broken down car for probably a couple of hours