Hey guys, thanks as always for reading and I hope you enjoy the action below.
BTW I suck at writing action scenes and stuff like that so don't have high hopes :\
THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS FOUL LANGUAGE AND ATTEMPTED(KEY WORD) SCENES OF GORE AND ACTION!!! YOUNGER VIEWERS MAY TURN OUT DISTURBED!!! (IF I EVEN WRITE IT RIGHT!)
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[Paytons POV]
Daryl and Lewis fired bullets instantly, already, from when I got here not 10 minutes ago, the entire house was surronded by maybe 100 walkers.
Lewis quickly kicked the walker chewing on Leos body and it feel backwards, down the porch back onto the lawn.
They continued going as I quickly pulled Leos body over out the way of the door.
Everyone ran past me and I shut the door, no walkers will sneak past and get in, I locked the door with the key Eugene gave me the first day and placed it back in my pocket.
Bullets fired louder than anything I have ever heard and walkers dropped to the floor quickly, but we weren't going faster enough, 6 men and 2 women against 100 walkers, not great odds, walkers charged over to an individual by the dozens, luckily we were all fast.
Suddenly, a walker charged at me still staring in awe at the group but I was quick to change into battle mode as I jumped away from the porch, sword in hand, swinging it round my body. My sword connected with the charging walker and in seconds blood dripped to the floor and the walker fell.
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I sprinted towards the struggling group, sword swinging madly still and connected with more walkers as they charged at the men. I span round and noticed Daryl surronded in a corner, but he fired his bow faster than lightening and bodies built around him, but still he wasn't fast enough.
I ran as fast as I could as walkers began to get closer before being hit and swung my sword around, knocking at least 4 down dead at once. I jumped over bodies until I reached Daryl still shooting.
He smirked at me, still firing like a ninja. 'Couldn't resist me?'
'I don't want to see you dead.' I snarled stabbing my sword forward through an upcoming walkers mouth heading upwards, straight through the brain.
'How considerate.' He groaned in concentration, still shooting maybe 1 arrow every 2 seconds, how did he reload the arrow so fast, I guess he was just used to doing it.
'I'm a nice person when I try.' I stumbled backwards as one walker got to closer, I swung my sword and luckily connected with its skull before it took another step.
'You're not nice!' He snapped. 'You're frigid, misleading, irratating, untrustworthy.'
'You're just saying that cause I pulled away from the kiss.' I snapped back and turned to face him, the object of killing now unsatifactory when this conversation arose.
'So what if I am?!' He grumbled back then turned to me, shooting an arrow right next to me. 'Don't stop fighting or we're both dead. If you came over here to help, fucking help, don't get me killed.'
I turned reluctintly and began to twist my wrist in different directions sending my sword round in all different figures.
'I pulled away! So what?! You stole my first kiss... I... I didn't want you to kiss me.' I blushed crimson, that was a lie, of course I wanted him to kiss me, but it didn't feel right at that time.
'I thought you wanted me to kiss you, you spent about 30 minutes laying on my chest, I comforted you!!' He growled and I heard the hiss rolling off his tongue.