Tank Dempsey loved killing zombies. It was as simple as that. What he didn't love was when his insane German teammate was gushing over how much blood was coming out of the undead freaks they were killing.
"I vant to bathe naked! In your blood!" Richtofen cried, firing his Afterburner into the incoming horde. It was noticeable that the Doc was relishing the gore splattering in his face.
"Perverted psycho," Dempsey muttered. He could've sworn that some blood had gotten in his mouth, which, of course, Richtofen enjoyed even more.
Dempsey wanted Richtofen dead. Unfortunately, there were one hundred-something zombies trying to scratch their faces off, and there were only four of them. The other two were Nikolai and Takeo, who weren't of much help at the moment since they were arguing over a monkey bomb on the catwalk.
"That monkey stole my vodka! It must die!" Nikolai cried, pointing his Reaper at the dynamite-rigged stuffed monkey with one hand, and pointing an accusing finger at it with the other.
"It did no such thing!" Takeo countered (honorably) in a protective voice, holding the bomb close.
Dempsey was at his breaking point when a fog rolled in and the wonderful demonic voice from the sky, that they only knew as Samantha said, "FETCH ME THEIR SOULS!"
"For God's sake," Tank thought. "Why now?!"
Takeo and Nikolai instantly stopped arguing over the inanimate explosive and drew their weapons. Richtofen already had his Porter's X2 Ray Gun out.
"Fry, puppies! FRY!" he squealed as he fired his weapon.
Dempsey sighed as he fired his Wunderwaffe DG-3 JZ at a hellhound that was about to jump for his face.
"Not today, puppy-dog!" he roared.
As the round came to an end, they held out in the catwalk as usual. But they started to get overrun, an all-too-familiar situation. And there was no Nuke to save them. Knowing this, Nikolai bailed when no one was looking.
"Everyone pile into the teleporter!" Dempsey yelled, as he and Richtofen both ran into the bell-shaped teleporter.
Takeo slowly backed up into the teleporter with Dempsey and Richtofen, firing his 1001 Samurais, while Nikolai was still in the courtyard, on the bridge somehow surviving while firing his Reaper. Everyone got out a stood under the arch to the Bowie Knife.
"Seriously!?" Dempsey yelled.
"Nikolai!" Richtofen called out. "Get in zhe teleporter!"
"NO! These zombies stole my vodka!" Nikolai called back stubbornly, jamming his knife into a zombies' face.
Dempsey threw his arms in the air, giving up on the Cossack. He ran back to the teleporter, Richtofen close behind. However Takeo lingered, uncharacteristically leaning against the wall and chuckling.
Nikolai glanced in his direction, seeing the samurai start to laugh uncontrollably.
"The fuck is so funny to that prick?" he thought hatefully.
"Russian! Is this the drink you were seeking?" Takeo yelled, recovering from his fit of laughter and throwing his last monkey bomb. He held up a bottle of vodka.
Nikolai's ears perked up like a dog who had just found his bone, staring at Takeo. Takeo retreated to the teleporter where Richtofen and Dempsey waited.
"What's happening?" Dempsey asked.
Takeo chuckled and crossed his arms, looking down to hide his laughing. He looked back up with a straight face. "He's coming in a second."
Dempsey leaned just enough to see through the tiny window and dropped his jaw when he saw Nikolai decapitating several zombies that were in his way, hopping off the ledge and sprinting into the teleporter. Takeo hid the vodka in his uniform as soon as Nikolai stepped in.
"What kind of sick joke is this? I see no vodka here!" Nikolai said indignantly, ready to spray Takeo's guts all over the wall.
All of a sudden, the monkey exploded, causing the rest of the zombies to go after them.
"ACTIVATE THE TELEPORTER, DOC!" Dempsey yelled.
"Don't tell me vat to do, American!" Richtofen yelled, saying American as if it were an insult. Nevertheless, he activated it.
Dempsey fired his Wunderwaffe just as the zombies closed in and the teleporter activated.
When Dempsey opened his eyes, all he saw was a swastika.
"Son of a-!" he said as he jumped back, clutching his heart. He was NOT expecting to see a Nazi flag in his friggin' face the moment he opened his eyes.
When he finally calmed down, he noticed the others had also been unconscious, and were just now waking up. He also noticed they seemed to be in the lobby of an abandoned, destroyed theater.
"Eh.. where are we?" Dempsey said.
"A better question is…" Nikolai began, getting up.
"When are we?" Richtofen said, also getting up.
"NO! Where the hell is my vodka?!" Nikolai yelled.
"Yes of course, the DG-2 must have overloaded the teleporter, ripping space-time, back tracing us across to the future! Ohh Wunderbar! A-HA!" Richtofen explained.
Takeo threw up, apparently sickened from all the teleporting, dropping Nikolai's precious vodka.
"There is my vodka! Thank you, Takeo," Nikolai, picking the bottle up.
"Oh come on Tak, suck it up and walk it off," Dempsey said.
As they explored (finding an Olympia downstairs and an M14 upstairs), they heard some noise in the next room. They all piled against the upstairs unopened door, listening.
There seemed to be nothing, when all of a sudden-
"What the-? OH SHIT!"