A/N: So I recently got really into the story behind the Call of Duty: Zombies game and I thought to myself "What would happen if Richtofen didn't replace Sammantha permanently and it was only part of a plan to save the world?" Then I said "Wait, I have an imagination. I could make it happen." and this is what came out of it. Most of my info on the game comes from The Wiki, so if I get a fact wrong please tell me
DISCLAIMER: Call of Duty: Zombies belongs to Treyarch
(Richtofen's POV)
Dear Diary,
Twelve years.
Twelve years since Dempsey, Nikolai, Takeo, and I defeated that blasted little girl Samantha and her army of the undead.
Twelve years since we all decided to get help for our respective problems. Dempsey's anger, Nikolai's drinking, Takeo's antisocial tendencies, and my "Insanity".
Twelve years since we went our separate ways to look for any surviving family or to start new ones. It was during that time Dempsey found a wife and had a son, Nikolai reconciled with his daughter, and I found a family to call my own. People who I could actually stand to be around and be truly happy with and would risk everything just to keep them safe. I was doing a very good job too, until that one day when everything changed. And that, is where the story begins.
(Third Person POV)
The date is Saturday March 13, 1974. The location is Washington D.C., the home of Tank Dempsey, his wife Mary, and their son John. The house is abuzz with activity as the family prepares for the coming of friends and their families.
"John! I told you to turn off the television and get ready! Your father's friends will start arriving at any moment! Plus those zombie movies will give you nightmares" Mary tells from the kitchen were she is preparing dinner. The movie playing was George A. Romero's "Night of the Living Dead".
"But mom, dad said I could. Please just a little longer." John, the twelve year old son,pleaded from the couch. It was then that Tank walked into the room dressed in a pair of jeans and a blue striped dress shirt that was untucked.
"Yeah Mary, let the kid have a bit of fun. Plus the zombies in this movie aren't even scary, are they sport? Besides the guys aren't that stuck up. Well maybe Takeo is, but I heard he's gotten better." he said while ruffling John's hair, which his mother had neatly combed earlier, making him smile.
"I don't care Tank. This is the first time we get to meet them and after how you talk about them, I want it to perfect." she said while walking through the door that lead to the kitchen.
"I know, it's just that their war old buddies of mine and they wouldn't really care that much anyways so just calm down will you." he said while giving her a kiss. She returned the kiss but was interrupted by the door bell ringing.
"Oh , there here!" and with that she detached herself from Tank and ran over to the front door with him right behind her only at a slower pace. When she opened the door she was greeted with the sight of a middle age man with thinning brown hair, wearing an outfit similar to Tank's only the shirt was a dark red and opened up to reveal a white undershirt. Next to him was a beautiful young women in a light blue untucked shirt and a pair of bell bottomed jeans.
"Hello I'm Mary, Tank's wife. You must be Nikolai right?" she said while letting them into the house.
"Da, that's me. Tank has told me a lot about you. This is my daughter Natasha." Nikolai said in a heavy Russian accent. Mary shook hands with Natasha giving her a friendly smile. It was then that Tank walked up to the small group.
"There he is. Come here Tank, give us a hug." Nikolai said with outstretched arms. The two men embraced in a manly hug while the women watched with smiles.
"Good to see you again Nikolai. Still a raging drunk?" he asked with a smirk.
"Tank!" Mary scolded her husband.
"No no its quite alright. To answer question, no, I've been sober for one year now." Nikolai said with a proud look on his face.
"It took some encouragement on my part to even get him into the program, it took even more to make him stay with it." Natasha said with a lighter Russian accent than her father. Said father just muttered under his breath in Russian like a kid who just got in trouble with his mother.
"Yeah I can imagine. You should have seen him when we met, there wasn't a time when I saw him without a vodka bottle in his hand." the smirk on his face growing wider at Nikolai's face perking up at the aforementioned beverage.
"Well come on then, let's stop standing there and go to sit down shall we?" Mary said pointing the way into the other room. Before she could follow her husband and his friend her attention was grabbed by a knock at the door.
When she opened the door she was met with the sight of a short Japanese man wearing dark brown pants that matched his green shirt, neatly tucked in to said pants. He was smiling and sported a small black mustache that was neatly groomed along with his short cut black hair.
"Oh hello there. You must be Takeo, I'm Mary." she said showing the man inside.
"Yes, hello I am Takeo." he said while doing a small bow. "Has anyone else arrived yet?" he said looking around.
"Yes Nikolai arrived here just moments before yourself actually." at the mention of the Russian his smile wavered a bit before composing himself. After giving another small bow and muttering his thanks he left for the other room. She was about to join him when the doorbell rang once more.
"The timing these people have is incredible." Mary muttered to herself while she opened the door to reveal a sharply dressed man in a casual suit with graying hair standing next to a middle aged blonde women in a dress holding the hand of a small girl, also with blonde hair.
"Ah hello zer her fräulein. I am ze doctor Edvard Richtofen, und zis is mine wife Carla und mine daughter Hannah." Edward said in a heavy German accent.
"Hello zer." the women said in an accent much like her husbands while shaking Mary's hand. "Say hello dear." she said to the small girl that looked about ten years old.
"Hello."
"Hello dear. Well let's not just stand here, come inside. Tank is in the other room." Mary said while standing aside to let them in.
After she closed the door she walked into the room where everyone was gathering, where she saw Tank and Edward shaking hands, but she could tell that the smiles on their faces were forced. Along with the smiles on the faces of Nikolai and Takeo when they looked at each other. She made a mental note to ask Tank about it later. It wasn't to long that dinner was ready and they all sat around eating and asking questions.
"Tell me Carla, how did you and Edward meet?" Mary asked.
"Yeah, I want to know how the 'good' doctor met his wife." Tank said, the sarcasm at the word 'good' almost undetectable.
"Oh you don't vant to here zat story." Edward said, his voice showing the barest trace of (word).
"Oh come now Edvard, it's nothing to be ashamed about. Vell, about twelve years ago there vas zis convention on medical and technological advances in London. I vent to one of his lectures und found him very brilliant. On za vay back to mine hotel we met again on ze bus. We started to talk und ve got to know each other better during the corse of ze convention. On ze last day he came up to me und asked me, very nervously I might add, if I vould like to go to dinner vith him und I said yes. After zat ve vent out more und about a year later he proposed." after the story the men in the room, minus Takeo, tried there hardest not to burst out laughing at how mushy it sounded. Needless to say they failed.
"Wow Doc, who would have thought that the battle hardened field medic with a heart of ice could be such a romantic." Tank said, his face barley containing a wide grin.
"Ha yeah, who knew she would be one to make you not you." Nikolai continued. At this point Edward's face was beet red and you see steam coming out of his ears.
"Tank, stop it. That story's no different than how you and I met." Mary said, trying to make up for he husbands rudeness. While thinking of getting revenge, Edward used this as his moment.
"Ja Tank, how did you und her fräulein meet? Hmm?" Edward said while he though of sweet revenge. Thinking to lessen the heat on his friend, Nikolai decided to speak.
"Da Tank. It's not so bad, reminds me of how I met first wife." but he regretted those words as soon as he said them.
"Wait, first wife? You mean you had multiple wives?" Natasha said, he voice showing both anger an sadness.
"Eh well, what I meant was, eh. I mean not at the same time." his words falling short, not knowing what to say. In fact, he was only making his situation worse.
"Well why then dad? How many wives did you have, and which one was my mother?" her voice showing more anger at the fact that her dad lied to her about how he never remarried after the divorce with her mother.
"You were first and only child of all wives, and your mother was first wife. It was after she left I started to drink. Happy now?" his voice sounding sad but his face showing anger. No one wanted to say anything because this was a father daughter conversation for later. Wanting to change the mood Mary decided I start talking again.
"So I know from Tank about who you are, but he always fails to remember how you met or what you did together." Mary said after she finished her food.
"Ja, I have ze same problem vith Edvard." Carla said also having finished.
"Da, same." Natasha said, still a little sad at finding out that her mother was the reason he turned into an alcoholic and not his drinking that drove her away.
With all the women looking at the men with questioning eyes they started to get nervous. Even Takeo was nervous as some of the glances were sent his way. Tank was about to answer when their was a knock at the door. All the men sighed in relief for the temporary distraction.
"Oh well who could that be? I better go see." Tank said a little to fast as he practically ran to the door. The women were all confused as to why they were so evasive to the question.
At the front door Tank was shocked at what he found. He just stood their staring at it with a look of horror on his face.
"Oh my God. Nikolai, get over here and help me move this!" Tank yelled into the other room, his fear evident in his voice. Wondering what got his friend so frightened Nikolai left strait away to help his friend.
After Nikolai left the people left heard him swear in Russian, whatever they found wasn't good. The women were now completely confused as to what it was that they found at the front door. They then heard grunting and more swears as they moved whatever it was into the living room. Curiosity getting the better of them the other two men also left, followed by gasps of horror and small swears in their own respective language. Not wanting to be left out of whatever was going on the women grabbed the kids and went to the living room where they saw the men standing around a large wooden box.
What was strange about this box though was what it had painted on the top, some sort of glowing white question mark that was on both sides of the lid. In the center of the lid was a letter. She looked over at her husband who had a distressed look on his face. A look that was matched by the other men in the room.
Everything was silent until Edward took the letter of the lid and opened it. He began to read.
"You vill be needing zis, VERY soon. Love Samantha."
A/N: That's it for chapter one. I'm not sure how it really turned out but I think it will do for now. Nice little cliffhanger I got here too. As always Review and leave any constructive criticism.