Chapter 4
Injury to Death
Asher laughed at this."You two look nothing alike!" He slung his bow across his back shortly following his fit of laughter.
Tianna gave Asher a stern look and took her katana out of its scabbard. "Come on. We better move. Torn, stand the hell up you wimpy d-"
Torn was on his feet with a hand at Tianna's throat almost immediately,"If you call me wimpy one more time, I will not be afraid to bring my pickaxe down on your skull."
Asher took a step back bewildered by Torn's movements. He quickly swung out his pickaxe and let go of Tianna's neck. She coughed,"Fine." She muttered under her breath so Torn couldn't hear,"Wiry little shit."
With another laugh, Asher took a long silver knife from his belt and walked with Torn and Tianna out of the woods.
Just to be ambushed by the living dead.
Asher whipped to his left. He flicked his wrist and the knife he held shot through the air and lodged itself in a gray mass of a once obese man's neck.
A cry sounded from his left and he saw Tianna covered in blood, holding a little girl. Asher hadn't realized they were nearby a town. He could touch the nearest house.
Asher drew his bow and located the nearest zombie about to harm something. He nocked an arrow into place and let it fly across the fight of zombies and people. It found a home in the head of a skinny female who was about to bite a dirty blonde teenage girl.
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In the Flesh
Novela JuvenilSeven years have gone by. The world was in a state of panic, and the earth became hell itself. Reanimated people from the dead came back to haunt us. Family members murdered, friends slaughtered, and betrayal grew. On his way down to a small villag...
