Apocalypsestuck

The zombie hunter

1 month later
Y/n pov

It's been a month now since the finding of my new power to kill and fight,and I'm doing pretty good,I've got a mansion to my self in the hills were no zombies go,they can't even trace my smell because I use bleach to cover my trail before I enter my house. I met alot of survivors too,one owns a bar In town so usually I go there to drink and hear the news and latest gossip,one day I was at the bar and herd a guy talk about a "survivors camp" on the border of Texas,he said all survivors go there to be saved,checked and sent to another country or some sort.to be honest I'm happy where I'm at. I looked up from my drink and asked the bartender for a refill,then he quickly said "OH MY LORD!YOUR THE ZOMBIE HUNTER,AM I CORRECT?"
I said plainly "yea,and?"
He quickly said "you where the one who got rid of most of the zombies in the area!"
I looked back down at my drink and said "yea...it was nothing"
He quickly retorted "that's not nothing saved many survivors and plus,we don't have to worry as much because there is a wall separating us from the zombies" then I said
"I didn't do it for the survivors,I did it for me."I said sourly and put the money I owed and walked out of the bar.