The Walking Dead: Clementine X Male Reader (Season 2)

Chapter 1: Prologue

Clementine's POV

Me and Y/N are walking with Omid and Christa. Christa was pregnant with Omid's baby. It has been a year since Savannah.

Omid: What do you think?

Christa: Omid, you can't be serious.

Omid: I am.

Christa: We are NOT doing that.

Omid: Why not?

Christa: Because!

We walked towards a restroom.

Omid: Come on, Christa. What's wrong with "Omid"?

Christa: We're not calling our baby Omid. One of you is enough.

Christa: Clementine? Y/N? A little help here?

Y/N: Think of a new name Omid.

Christa: Thank you Y/N!

Clementine: What if it's a girl?

Omid: Then we name her Christa.

Christa: But I'm Christa. I don't want to call her Christa. That's just confusing.

Omid: So name her Genevive. I don't care!

Christa: How can you not care?! You're not taking this seriously.

Omid: I take everything seriously. Especially little Omid's future.

Christa: Keep talkin' and you'll be sleeping in the rain tonight. Remember that time in Barstow?

Omid: Vegas weekend?

Christa then walks in the boy's room.

Omid: How about you two get cleaned up in the girl's room? Me and Christa will get cleaned up in the boy's room.

Y/N: Alright.

Clementine: I hope the sink works in there.

Omid: I wouldn't count on it. Just be careful, and make sure to keep track of your thing. We'll be right next door.

Clementine: Okay.

We go inside the girl's room.

Y/N: Hello?

No answer. Y/N gets out his pistol and opens all the stall doors. All empty.

Clementine: Good. No-ones here.

Y/N: Let's clean up.

Clementine: Yeah.

He turns on the sink, no water.

Y/N: Shit.

I get my water bottle and two rugs out of my bag.

Y/N: Yes! You still got water!

I smile.

Clementine: Sure do.

I put water on my rug and his rug. We then clean our face.

Y/N: Better.

I reach to grab the bottle but I knock it over instead.

Clementine: Shoot.

It rolls into a stall.

Y/N: Don't worry Clem, I got it.

He goes in and picks up the bottle. Then the door opens, which scared me. Y/N grabbed my hand and pulled me in with him. We both stand on top if the toilet. It was a woman. She walks over to my bag. 

Clementine's thoughts: We left the gun over there!

The woman grabs the gun and walks towards our stall.

Woman: I see you. Get outta there.

Y/N: That's my gun.

Woman: It's mine now.

Clementine: Give it back.

Woman: Why should I? Get out here.

We do as she says.

Woman: You got anything on you?

Clementine: You don't have to do this. It's mean.

Woman: You have to to survive.

Clementine: I'm not mean.

Y/N: She is telling the truth.

That warmed my heart.

Woman: What else do you got!

Y/N: That's all!

Woman: Don't lie to me.

Y/N: Just walk away.

Woman: Gimme that hat.

Clementine: No.

Woman: Where'd you get it?

Clementine: My-

Y/N: None of your business.

Woman: Just give it to me.

She gives up and goes back to searching the bag.

Woman: Junk. Junk. Junk. And more junk.

We see the door open slowly. It was Omid.

Woman: You two got nothing but shit! There is nothing good.

The woman gets a picture of Lee out.

Woman: This your daddy? What a bozo.  

This made me sad. I look at Y/N to see anger in his eyes. Omid slowly walked over to disarm the woman but the door closed slammed. The woman turned around and shot Omid. We see the blood staining his shirt as he fell on his knees and onto the floor. I started to sob. Y/N looked at Omid with a look of shock. Christa ran in with a musket. She looked at Omid with a sad look.

Woman: I didn't mean to! I didn't mean to! I didn't-

Christa then shot her in the chest. Killing her instantly. Christa then kneeled down to Omid.  

Christa: ...Oh, god... Omid.

She started crying.

Christa: ...Oh god... Omid. Omid can you hear me? ...Omid.

We couldn't believe it. Omid was dead.