OC challenge Pivin

Zombie apocolypse

Pivin slashed his short sword through the neck of the undead man.
"Die you scum!!" He cackled manically as he dodged and stabbed his way over to his friend Casper.
"How are you going Casper?" He called over the shrieks of the final death of the undead.
"I am good thank you Pivin! How are you my friend?" Casper shouted back, his polished tones contrasting oddly with the devastation around them. He was using a short sword and an antique pistol he had found in a cupboard in Pivin's house before all the madness started. Casper fired it at one of the zombies and it took the head clean off in a spray of gore.
"We have to get back to the house!" Pivin yelled, "we won't survive much longer!"
"Ok my friend, lead the way!" Cried Casper as Pivin launched himself into the air. Pivin may be small but his wings are strong, he picked up Casper by his coat, and began to gain height. Casper fired his pistol once more, and killed another of the creatures.

Soon, they were away from the hoard, flying above Virpa Forest.
"It doesn't look the same, does it Pivin..." Casper looked troubled. The forest had been practically destroyed, trees were down all over the place and the streams were rancid. Dead bodies moving and not, were all over the ground. A couple of zombies growled as they flew over head.
"Almost home!" Cried Pivin, as the once small house came into view. It had grown into a large fortress now, with many survivors coming to it from all over. They landed on the roof, Casper slinging the small dead deer onto it. Pivin pulled food bars and ammunition out of his pockets and sighed. Another day, another battle.