"Damnit Richtofen!" Dempsey yelled out over the ringing gun fire. "You can't even work that teleporter, can you?!"
"Dempsey, for the sake of our mission, turn around and shoot the damned!" Richtofen yelled from the control panel.
Dempsey, Nikolia, Takeo, and Richtofen, ever since France, they were always having tension build between them. Their mission was simple, create a better future. They were on their way to do just that...but after they aquired the soul of what Dempsey had coined "Dempsey 1.0" from Griffon Castle, Der Eisendrache, Maxis had spoke to them.
"There is an item that you need...but you do not have enough time alone...now quickly...go to the theater station, use these coordinates on the receiving pad there...and aquire help for our mission." Is what they were told. Of course, Demspey, Nikolia, and Takeo were skeptic about the plan...but Richtofen was not wavered as they quickly made their way there.
"It will never be an easy mission, will it?" Nikolai complained quite loudly as he pumped shells into the dead from his KRM-262 shotgun.
"You simple Russian, there is no victory without struggle!" Takeo yelled as he sliced a zombie in two with his sharp katana. Demspey came up behind the two, quickly firing into the horde of undead with his Dingo heavy machine gun, ripping the dead to shreds.
"We need to leave, now!" He spoke up as the wave of undead that had been set after them had finally been ripped down to nothing. "While we still have a chance..."
Suddenly, the sound of a click, followed by a long gong of a noise over the speakers in the facility were heard, followed by Richtofen yelling.
"Wundabar! The device is set! Now, let us leave before we are ripped to shreds!" He yelled louder than them, following them out quickly as the sound of the teleporter started to humming to life grew louder...
Hours later...
After nightfall had fell over the theater, a lone man had entered quietly, keeping to the shadows as he maneuvered his way into the main theater room, where the teleporter chamber was kept. The man made his way up to the chamber before abruptly placing a finger on a device in his ear.
"Yes yes Doctor Maxis, I have made it to Control Station." The man spoke in what seemed to be a German accent, but not as rough as most Germans of the current time period. "I am at the chamber...calm down...I didn't touch the panel." He said with a chuckle, seeming to act like he was old friends of Maxis. The man then walked up to a side panel, on the chamber, checking some numbers and stats. "It seems the subjects you wanted have arrived safely..." He says as he presses a button, causing the chamber door to open. Inside where young adults, passed out on the floor of the chamber, two males and one female. The first male seemed older and more chiseled, wearing a U.S. Marine outfit from WW2, the second with a more rugish look to him, wearing a bandana and an outfit from the U.S. from the Cold War times. The female stood out in both gender, and gear, wearing something like an augmented exoskeleton, but it wasn't as bulky as one might think. It wasn't easy to tell what nation she was from, her colors and gear not matching any known at the time.
The man looked over the three before speaking into the device again. "We have a problem...we only got three at the moment." He spoke with urgency. With the three beginning to stir awake, the man turned up the volume on his device, making Maxis' voice clear.
"Do not worry...the fourth subject will be joining us shortly...now...do as I say to set up for him..."
In another dimension...
"Yes mom, I did take out the trash!" Mike Voss yelled to his mother as he came back inside his house. He was a nineteen year old young man, with some messy dirty blond hair, and the height of a twenty one year old man. After getting a response from his mother, he quickly made his way to his room, quickly setting up his Xbox One.
"Finally! The week is over, and I can play some more Black Ops 3." He thought aloud with a small sigh. Yes, he is a Call of Duty player...but as things got repetitive in multiplayer, he had turned his attention to another aspect of the games, the zombies mode. To be honest about himself, he was pretty good at it. He quickly loads up the game and goes to the zombies menu. Seeing that the character on screen hasn't loaded yet, he sat back in his chair and waited for it to load.
"Maybe I should see if Rob is on..." He mutters as the game loaded fully. He sat back up before acquiring a puzzled look to his face. The character sitting on his screen was one that he had never seen before. His first thought was it being a DLC glitch...but the more he looked at this character...the more he felt like he was looking into a mirror.
Suddenly, a notification popped on, blurring the rest of the screen to make it the only noticeable thing. Mike jumped a bit at the sudden appearance, but none the less read it. It was an invite to a zombies game.
"Alright, Maxis_935...we can play a game." He said in a cautious tone before pressing A over the accept option. At first, nothing happened, then it looked as if his tv had turned into a computer, numbers and letters being calculated on screen. He was beginning to think he may be getting hacked...but his thought process was interrupted by a voice in his speakers.
"Activating 115 displacement." A old and rugged voice spoke out. Mike was ready to turn off the system...but the next thing he knew, was a bright flash, and the sound of the in-game teleporter screeching around him.
The sound of the teleporter discharging was heard as Mike fell to the floor, feeling all the breath in his lungs had been ripped away. He grasped his chest as his vision came back to him, seeing a destroyed roof above him. Once his breath mostly rejoined him, he slowly sat up to look at his surroundings, seeing tattered movie posters in a different language, destroyed mercandise, broken walls with mold...and a soda machine with a blue glow to it, with "Quick Revive" plastered over it.
"Where the heck am I?" He asked himself as he stumbled to his feet. Suddenly, as if to answer his question, a radio that sat on the small podium in front of the teleporter pad had sparked to life, with a female voice ringing over the static.
"Hello? Hello?! Come in. Any one there?" The voice was urgent, as if battle hardened to get to the topic quickly. Mike jumped a bit at how sudden the voice came in, but he hesitantly walked over to it, and picked it up to speak to it.
"Hello? Who is this?" He asked nervously, he wanted to know what was happening, but he knew if he demanded answers, he'd most likely be left without any. On the other end of the radio, a large, and audible sigh from a group of people was heard, before the female voice spoke again, this time with relief.
"Doctor, the subject has arrived." Mike was left with more questions as he heard someone getting closer to the radio.
"I'm sorry for dragging you here to this vorld...but you are of utmost importance to a team I'm trying to build." The man spoke in a heavy German accent, almost a bit confusing to Mike. "I should introduce myself, I, am Doctor Ludvid Maxis." At that name, Mike's eyes widened after it was spoken, he couldn't help but start thinking that he was dragged into the game, more specifically, the Zombies storyline.
"Now, I know this all may be overvhelming, but you must hurry...the dead still walk in that building...so quickly put on that vest we left for you and load up." Maxis spoke quickly as the moans of the dead got slightly audible to Mike. He then quickly moved around in search for the vest, and once he got it, he pulled it over his head to put on.
In between dimensions...
"Do you really think this guy has a shot?..." The WW2 soldier asked from his chair in the back of the room with the Cold War soldier beside him, watching a monitor of Mike. An old man that sat at many monitors had turned in his chair to look at the man.
"Yes Christian, I believe he does...you must remember, I chose you four for my own reasons...and your skills." Maxis spoke in a serious tone before turning back to the monitors of the theater that Mike was in. The female then walked up to his side to look at all the monitors before speaking.
"What war was he in?..." She asked curiously as she turned to him, her augmented gear moving with her like she was born with it. Maxis had shook his head slightly as his vision fixed on Mike in the monitors.
"No var...he has no combat experience...yet...he may know more about our mission than even I..." Maxis added the second part quickly, as if to keep the three from questioning him once more. "Now...Kress...go sit with the others...I believe ve have a show to vatch." She nodded with a sigh as she joined the other males...all of them turning to watch the events unfold...