Alanboah: The Walking Dead - Season 2 (A Male Reader Story)

The People in the Woods

Cabin In The Woods

Y/N POV:

Luke Wanted To Talk To Me In The Cabin About Something.

Luke: Can You Tell Me About Who Your Group Was, Because... Well, We're Trying To Get Away From Something.

Y/N: It Was Just Me, Christa And Clementine.

Luke: How Did You Get Separated?

Y/N: Got Attacked.. I Think She's Dead.

Luke: The People You Were Attacked By, Do You Know Who They Are?

Y/N: It Doesn't Matter, All I Know Is At Least One Of Them Are Dead.
They Won't Come Back For Us.

Luke: Thats Alright Becaus—

*BANG*

Luke: Whoa! What The Fuck?!

Pete: Keep Your Finger Off The Trigger, Boy!

Y/N: What The Hell Is All The Commotion?!

Pregnant: You Idiot! Every Lurker For Five Miles Probably Heard That.

Man: You're The One Telling Me To Shoot Her!

Glasses: Everybody Just Calm Down!

Y/N: Clementine? You Okay?

Clementine: Yeah.

Y/N: Listen, Guys, We Just Need A Doctor, She Needs A Doctor. After That You Can Send Us On Our Way.

Clementine: I Don't Want My Arm To Get Infected.

Man: We All Don't Want To Get Infected. That's The Point.

Luke: We Got A Doctor Right Here, He'll Have A Look.

Luke Turns Around To Face His Group.

Luke: And What The Hell Is Wrong With You People? She's Just Scared.

Pregnant: We're All Scared, Luke.
Don't Act Like We're Irrational Because We Don't Buy This Bullshit Story.

Y/N: Excuse Me?

Pregnant: You Heard Me, Bullshit!

Doctor: Let Me Take A Look.

The Doctor Walks Up To Clem.
Clementine Looks Hesitant To Give Him Her Arm.

She Slides Up Her Sleeve.

Glasses: Man That Must've Hurt.

The Doctor Kneels Down.

Doctor: Whatever It Was, It Got You Good.

Clementine: It Would've Been Worse If Y/N Didn't Stop Him.

Man: This Isn't How You Do Things, When You Get Bit, You Get Put Down.
End Of Story. I'm Not Going Through This Again.

Luke: No-Ones Suggesting That.

I Can Start To Feel Something Building Up Inside Me. Like Anger. It's Only A Matter Of Time Before It Bursts.

Pete: We Could Take Her Arm Off.

Y/N: It... Doesn't Work.

Pete: I Know It Worked For A Cousin Down In Ainsworth.

Y/N: It Doesn't Work!

Pete: How Do You Know?

Y/N: It's... My Friend.

Clementine: You're A Doctor, Right?
Aren't You Supposed To Help People That Are Hurt?