Last chapter everyone.
If you're surprised I did tell you two chapters back ;) But that's good it means I can soon start working on the 2nd book.
I think what I'm going to do is write 5-10 chapters in draft then start posting on a certain day, maybe like every Sunday.
I like Sundays. It's the only day I'm definatly on.
So then I have a good 5-10 weeks to write more and then post them :D
Yaay!!!
So... I'm expecting to start working on the second book by next week, maybe the week after so I can finish some of my other first and yeahh....
And guys, if you haven't can you please Fan me?
I really want to reach 200 fans before my 1 year anni' on Wattpad which is the 22nd (August) so please guys :3 it would mean the world and might make me speed up the writing process of book 2 ;)
But anyway.
Vote, Fan, Comment and Enjoy the final chapter of MVZ.
xoxo
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[Charlottes POV]
I snarled and screamed as I used my entire body weight to aim a slash with my axe till a pile of bodys built up in a circle around me, I was getting a little tense as the walkers were tending to trip over the bodies and they were much harder to hit on the floor.
I jumped over the wall building and spun around, lifting my feet into the air away from the walkers on the floor and smashed my axe round my body, I must have connected with at least 4 walkers.
That didn't mean they were neccasarily dead.
I grabbed the gun from my pocket and quickly fired shots at the walkers crawling across the floor before putting it back and thrashing again.
I heard the grunts and snarls from the men around me and to be honest it felt good to fight with them as we were fighting to live.
In a world ruled by the dead, we were forced to start living and now that we have we never want to stop again.
'Daryl!! There's more coming, I can hear them!!' My Eugene's familiar irish tone filled the air angrily.
Daryl who was sat on top of the porch with his biggest and best gun looked to the trees and fired into them suddenly.
He was silent for a second before growling.
'Yes. Many. There're more joining then us ridding we need to pick up the pace.' He snarled and aimed his gun, firing the four walkers surrounding Eugene.
'I'm out of Ammunision.' Scott snapped, I looked through the large crowd as he began to battle walkers off with his bare hands and pocket knives.
Suddenly, I ran at him as fast as I could, slashing all the walkers around him and reached for the gun in my pocket and handed it to him as well as a packet of ammo for maybe 11 reloads if we were lucky.
He took it gratefully and aimed the gun beside my head and fired, I felt the wind shift as the bullet rushed past my head and then stopped as it hit it's destination.
'I hate these bastards.' He growled and fired again.
I nodded and turned away, smashing my axe into the first walker I saw before running back to porch again and grabbing myself a small hand pistol, I looked and it had 17 rounds left.