(Lee's POV)
When we reached the smaller farm, we were both relieved. No walkers were around the house, nor inside the fence. The fence was a sturdy, wooden fence, kinda like the one Clementine had around her backyard.
Once we found the gate, we walked inside. I latched the gatw shut as Clem walked over to the barn and opened it, holding her katana out. I walked behind her as she found the lights and turned the switch on.
Thankfully, this farm had electricity. We searched the barn and, fortunately, there were no Walkers. We walked out with high hearts, until we peered through the windows of the house.
We saw two Walkers, one in the kitchen, one in the living room. Clementine had the idea of opening the door and shooting a round off, bringing them out of the house, but I vetoed that idea. I reminded her that it could also attract any walker within a mile of us.
She shrugged and we agreed on sneaking inside and taking them out quietly. I knew Clementine didn't like that idea. She must of grew a wild side as well. We can't be too careless, or that could get us killed.
Clementine snuck in first, taking out the Walker in the living room quickly, and professionally. She nodded at me and hid behind the bar, in case I needed back-up.
I snuck in and was about to stab the Walker when it turned around, pushing me to the ground and trying to bite me. Clementine got up quickly and was ambushed by another walker.
No! She pushed the walker away, fighting with it while I dealt with this one. This walker was strong, and hard to kill. I rolled and made the walker hit the cabinet door, knocking it out for a second while I grabbed a butcher knife from the counter.
I stabbed it quickly and threw the knife at the Walker on Clem. She dodged once she saw the knife. It hit the walker between the eyes and it collasped, truely dead. She pulled out the blade and studied it, "Not a bad blade. Could be useful later on." She commented, then handed it back to me.
Clementine wiped her blood-stained hands on a randomly picked up rag and threw it down. I did the same as we searched the house. Once the coast was clear, we looted every part of the house. We found several medical supplies we could use later, plus a sharpening stone for me.
There was food left in the cabinets that didn't expire and we ate. This was the first time since I woke up that I was filled and satisfied. Hopefully, we can use this farm.
There was alot more food in the pantry that we could cook, plus a working stove. Clementine leaned back in her chair, "We could reinforce the fence, make it stronger, and clear the area for anymore stray Walkers, plus get these two out of the house. It's starting to reek of Walker crap.
I chuckled and agreed. This was a liveable place. If we added a watch spot on the roof or something, this would be perfect as well. I stood up and clapped my hands, "Let's get started."
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You're Alive
FanfictionClementine survived the zombie apocalypse and grew up on her own to the age of 36. Having a job and a quiet, peaceful little apartment. But what happens when the zombie apocalypse starts all over again? Thanks to a couple of walkers that weren't dea...