A watchers puppet

Idiots

This is what happens when I just wanna write stupid shit

We stayed camped on top of the building for 3 more days patiently waiting for the horde to pass

Saying I was restless was a big understatement I was ready to run a bloody marathon

So one that one morning when I looked over the edge and saw one or two stray zombies I took no care in shoving my shit back into my bag

Phil made sure I ate some breakfast before packing up his stuff and slinging it over his back

"Hey phil!"

"Yeah mate?"

"Wanna see me jump off this building!"

My eyes lit up as panic flashed across philza's face "Grian...."

I gave him an evil grin then took a running jump off the top of the building

As I fell I watched philza rush over to the edge and look down at me

The ground got closer and I rolled springing up at the end and bowing at a very terrified philza standing 15 metres above me

I cleared the few stray zombies as philza jumped over to the next building and climbed down the fire escape

"Was it really necessary to give me a heart attack?"

"Definitely"

A deep sigh filled my ears as philza rubbed his temple

A few zombies crawled out of an open door towards us

It took one swing of Phil's axe

I grinned at him

The goggles had fallen onto my face when I jumped and now sat across my nose I pulled them back up and walked into the street

"Are you coming with me grian?"

"Hmm do you want me to come with you?"

"Yeah the extra hand would be useful"

"Great because I was gonna come anyway!"

"I hate you"

I skipped off whistling slightly

We silently walked through the city

The main part of the horde had moved on but stray zombies still wandered around so I had to be slightly careful

There were some things that had been engraved into my brain and zombies had turned into a pest less then a threat

But I was still careful

As we walked down the road I avoided the edge of old rusty cars and peered around the corner before stepping out

We had been walking for about 20 minuities when I saw the three people sitting on top of a car, they had guns, BIG guns

"Grian"

"Yes?"

"Whatever your thinking don't do it"

"But"

"You can't solve every problem with a sword"

"That sounds like a challenge!"

"Grian no"

I ignored phil's complaints and dashed behind the nearest car slowly I made my way up to the three people and just as I stood up behind them sword pummel aimed at the nearest's head fucking phil stepped into clear view

"Why hello"

The three people snapped their attention to phil guns raised

"Who goes there!"