No Mercy (TWDG)

Not Even Close

Authors note: I got a question from someone if I could also tell the story from Abigail's perspective. And well here you go. Starting with Clem's first.

Clementine's P.O.V
We've been on the road for seven days and we seem not to even be getting close to Howes Hardware. I understand that we're in the north and it's in the south but I just want a place where we can finally call home. The snow isn't helping either. I'm a bit worried for Lee. Since he's still only a six month old baby. "This fuckin' snow!" Jake muttered. "We're all sick of it." Christa said. Lee on the other hand was enjoying the snow flakes. He would try and grab one. He was also laughing with joy. Wish I could be happy like that. Only if we were at Howes already. I can't wait to have cooked food. Not that we don't cook food though.

Abigail's P.O.V
God I have a awful headache I had since we left Yankton I wish Chris was still alive. Maybe he'd give me some tylenol or something. Lee woke up in my arms and started to cry. "Abigail." Clem said holding the bottle out. "Thanks Clem." I gave Lee the bottle and he just snatched it out of my hands and just started drinking. It was pretty cute. We came across a sign that crossed out a city name and was replaced with "Fords City."

"Fuck that place." Jake said and we just kept walking. "Can't believe a few miles from here is Fords city." Clem said to me. "I know right. I've always been curious about what happened after we left." "They probably died to the bandits and they're just keeping it for themselves now." Jake said. "You're probably right." Kendra said. We took a break every now and then until we reached a city.

"Hmm. This place looks awfully familiar." Clem said. "Yeah it does." I said. We came across a corpse that looked extremely familiar. "Wait! That's Jessica!" Jake said. "Who the hell is Jessica?" Joel asked. "An old friend." Christa said glaring at Joel. "We're in the same city we were in a few months back. Holy shit it looks different." Jake muttered. Looking at Jessica's dead body made me sad.

Clementine's P.O.V
Here we go. The same old motel we stayed at. Same room. Same beds. I seen Will's blood stain from when we cut off his arm. "Dammit. The door won't budge." Jake said. "Here I'll help ya." Joel said. They both started to hit the door with their shoulders. As soon as they busted down the door we seen someone creepily facing the wall. Joel and Jake both looked at each other and took out their guns. Who was this person? Joel nudged the person with his gun. They didn't turned around. "We got these guns loaded. We will put a bullet in you if you don't say somethin'." Joel said. "Alright, you asked for it pal."

Joel put the gun to the persons head. "No please! Please don't!" It was a woman. She smacked the gun out of Joel's hands. Jake grabbed her neck and pushed her up against the wall with the gun pointed at her. "Jake don't do it!" I said. He glanced over his shoulder and let her go. "Are you okay?" Christa asked. "Please don't stay. Please leave." She said. "We can help you." Ellie said. "They're coming." She said. "Who's comin'?" Kendra asked. "They tortured me. They used me as their puppet." "Ms your not making any sense." Christa said. "Don't say I didn't warn you." She said. The woman took out a gun and committed suicide. "Fuck me." Jake said putting his hands on the back of his head. "I'll make sure we're not bein' followed then." Jake said. The room was dark. It really had an eerie feeling to it. Not to mention what just happened.