Y/N Pov.

When Clem and I walked up to River Street we heard sounds of struggling, turns out it was Lee who was on top of another survivor and he had his gun pointed to their head.

Clementine: Lee?

Lee: Clementine? 

Then he turns his head and sees me standing beside her.

Lee: Y/n?

Y/n: What's going on?

Before Lee gets to answer the survivor tries to get up but Lee holds them down until they lowered their hood and it turned out to be...a girl?

The girl turned to Lee and started to speak.

Girl: You're not from Crawford.

Lee: You're not the guy on the radio.

Girl: I'm not a guy at all. Full marks for observation.

Clem and I walk towards them both while Clem holds my hand.

Girl: Mind if I get up?

Lee: Slowly...

Kenny steps out from his hiding spot, pointing his gun at Molly.

Lee: Kenny, no! It's not our guy!

The Girl sweeps Kenny's leg, and he falls, dropping his gun as it fires. She then kicks his gun away and brings down her ice pick, stopping at the last second.

Lee: No! He's with us!

Kenny gets up and she too puts her weapon away.

Girl: Who the hell are you people?

Lee: I asked you first.

Girl: The name's Molly.

Lee: Molly, I'm Lee, this is Kenny, Y/n and Clementine. We're not looking for any trouble.

Clementine: Hi.

Y/n: Hello there.

Clementine waves.

Molly: You guys really aren't from Crawford, are you?

Lee: No, I'm from Macon. Kenny here's from Florida.

Kenny: She didn't ask for our life stories, Lee. What's the deal with this Crawford place?

Molly: You sure you wanna know?

Clem and I nod.

Molly: When everything went to shit, some people got together and sealed off that whole neighborhood. Folks willing to do anything to stay alive, stop the dead getting in. I try to avoid 'em.

Kenny: Why?

Molly: Let's just say they have a zero-tolerance policy for anyone who won't--or can't--live by their rules.

Kenny: So how'd you know we weren't them?

Molly: Because there are no children in Crawford. Not anymore.

Y/n: Really, Why?

Molly: No children, no elderly, no one with an advanced medical condition. Basically no one who might be a burden on the community. Crawford's all about the survival of the fittest. That's how they survived, while the rest of the world went to shit around them.

Kenny: Jesus Christ...

Molly: Well, just the opposite, when you think about it.

Lee: But still...children? You're not saying they...?

Kenny: In God's name, why?

Molly: No one stays in Crawford unless they can pull their own weight. Otherwise you're just another mouth to feed, another drain on their precious resources.

Clementine: What does that mean, "pull their own weight"?

Lee: It just means being able to help out. Like you do all the time.

Kenny: Doesn't sound like any kinda way to live to me.

Molly: Couldn't agree more.

Lee: How do you know all this?

Molly: Everyone in Savannah knew. What was going on inside Crawford got passed around like a ghost story. Except this one was true.

Molly: Look, I'm gonna ask you people again: you're not from Crawford, so who the hell are you? What are you doing here?

Lee: We came down here looking for a boat, hoping to get our people out of here and find someplace safe.

Molly: Yeah, good luck with that. Anyone with a boat took it out of here as soon as people started eating each other. Any that got left behind, Crawford stripped 'em for parts. Cars too.

Kenny: There's gotta be something.

Molly: If there was, do you think I'd still be here? I've been over every inch of this city, this whole place is picked clean.

Kenny: Goddamnit! Fuck!

Molly: Hey! Moron! You wanna keep your voice down?

Kenny: Shit.

Since you're not getting on any boat, I'd advise you folks to go back to where you came from, before--

Then before she could finish her sentence we all heard and saw walkers, A lot of them.

Molly: Great. Just great.

Kenny: Isn't that the--

Lee: The way we came.

Kenny: Fuck! Gunshot must've brought 'em back.

Clementine: Isn't there another way back to the house?

Y/n: Don't think so!

Lee: Molly, is there a--

We turned around to see Molly run into the alley. She wall climbs with her ice pick to get up to the fire escape.

Lee: Is there another way out of here?

Molly: Don't know, don't care.

Kenny: So what the hell are we supposed to do?

Molly: I refer you to my previous answer.

Clementine: But you have to help us! Please!

Molly turns around sees Clementine's sad expression and reaches out her hand.

Molly: Come on! Make it fast!

Clem looked at me because she was worried I assume.

Y/n: Just go Clem, I'll hold off the ones that get to Close.

Clem hesitantly nodded and as she did I ran up and sparta Kicked one walker into a group of other ones slowing them down as they fell like dominos.

Lee and Molly help Clementine climb up. Walkers start to fill the alley, more than I could handle at the moment.

Kenny: Oh, fuck me...

Lee: You're next Y/n, Come on!

I nod as I ran to Lee and he put me on his shoulders then Molly and Clem help me up.

Next was Kenny.

Lee: Come on, come on, hurry!

Lee, Molly, and I help Kenny climb up.

Clementine: Lee! Come on!

Y/n: You can reach, Just jump, Come on Lee!

Kenny reaches out his hand.

Kenny: Come on, man, one good jump!

Lee grabs Kenny's hand but is dropped to the ground.

Clementine: Nooo! Lee!

Lee pushes the dumpster to the side.

Y/n: Hurry!

There are walkers on the other side of the alley too.

Kenny: C'mon, Lee, get your ass outta there!

Lee tries to open the manhole cover.

Lee: Gah! Can't get it open!

Molly tosses down her climbing pick.

Molly: Here! Use that to pry it open!

Y/n: Damn.

They notice I was getting near the ledge.

Molly: Kid what are you doing?

Y/n: I gotta help Lee!

Kenny: Don't Jump!

Clem: Don't You'll get hurt!

Y/n: I'll be fine.

Before they could stop me I jump off the ledge and do a tuck and roll and I land without being hurt.

Lee: What are you doing!

Y/n: Helping you, I'll keep them back while you pry off the Sewer cover.

Lee reluctantly agrees and as he pried off the cover I took down around three walkers, as I got done with the Last he finally got off the Cover and He and I jump down the hole.