Defender (Clementine x Male Reader)

Loss

3rd Person
Y/N just sat there on the bus, alone. His eyes were red and puffy, and his cheeks were stained with tears. His knuckles were white, with how tightly he was gripping his Colt Python.

And his hands... were covered in blood.

Y/N's POV
I pointed my gun at the figure, and they still hadn't noticed me.

??: Phew, that was a tough landing.

The dust cleared even more and I saw a man with a big orange camping bag on his back.

He spun around and his eyes widened when he saw me. He quickly shot his hands up in the air.

??: Easy. I don't want any trouble.

Y/N: Take off your bag and throw it on the ground, along with any weapons you have.

He did exactly as I said. He threw the bag a little bit away from him, reached into his pockets and pulled out a small hunting knife, before throwing it on the bag.

Y/N: Good, now get on your knees.

He did as I said again, afraid that I would shoot him otherwise.

I walked over and started patting him down with one hand, the other still holding my gun. He had nothing else on him.

Y/N: Who are you?

I asked, backing away from the man.

??: I'm Mark.

Y/N: You got a group out here, Mark?

He looked down.

Mark: I had a group. There was about four of us, and we were all staying in this motel. Then it got overrun with those monsters and... I'm the only one who survived.

I lowered my gun.

Y/N: I'm sorry, Mark.

Mark: It's okay.

I walked over and gave him a hand to his feet.

Y/N: I'm Y/N. Me and my friends are trying to get into the pharmacy, any idea how?

Mark: Yeah, there's a hole in the wall upstairs. But there's no point going, I just picked the place clean.

Y/N: Wait, really?

Mark: Yeah. I was just about to leave when that group of monsters came. Thought I could escape through here, and get out of the town... and then I met you.

Y/N: How were you planning on getting out of this shop?

Mark: Through the back entrance. I saw from upstairs that the other side of town has virtually no monsters.

I thought for a second. I liked Mark, he seems genuine and I feel like he would be useful to the group for runs and stuff.

Y/N: Listen, if you help us get out of here, I can take you to my group. I can't guarantee that they'll let you in, but they might.

Mark looked at me with disbelief.

Mark: Wait, really?

Y/N: Yeah.

Mark: Okay, deal.

Y/N: Great.

I turned away from Mark and shouted to the others at the door.

Y/N: Guys, lets go! This way!

I hear them,all sprinting down the aisles to us, as Mark throws on his bag.

Lucas: Who's this?

Y/N: He's Mark. Now let's get outta here, please.

Just then I heard the booming sound of the barricade giving way, and the walker's piling in.