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Some of the characters are not involved with the Killing Floor or the Overwatch story. These characters are considered Security Guards in this story so any of these Guards are not real, they are to supported Foster's story. But besides that, enjoy and let me know if there is any wrong about the story that makes no sense to you.(Except the crossover. Please no comments saying there is no correlation to both of the games.)

Paris, the fanciest and beautiful city in the Europe. Many foreign tourists explore how much it's unreal to the rest of the earth. But the city is cut short when the so called "Zeds" invaded Europe. US ignored the problems that the people in Europe were facing. SAS and the Army of London were trying to resolve the problem but no conflicts weren't effective. The SAS was almost to extinction and the Army was barely on duty and citizens was just meatbags for the Zeds. We take our story with an ordinary day trader to be a huge millionaire and a living ghost that can make time as a weapon.

London 6:30 am Monday

Foster was involved in the Zed attacks when he was in his ordinary office, looking through financial instruments and seeing that they were acceptable. Flipping papers and typing in amount of pounds on that instrument. 2 knocks were heard as he took glance and returned back from the horror of the pile of papers to scan through. "Come in". Said Foster in a strained voice. The door opens and the assistant of Foster held a package that look russian. "Mr. Foster, your package came". Foster stop what he was doing and placed his pen down and stood up and noticed it was his package for sure. "Bring it here." Foster scattered the papers and his assistant placed the box and waiting for Foster to get settled with the box. "You can go now". The Assistant left the room attending to other things. He grabbed a box cutter and cut through the tape and opened it in a fast pace. The Item was covered in bubble wrap and other soft parts. He stuffed his hand into the box and felt the latex rubber and already noticed its the gas mask. He took out the mask and smiled and was glad that he finally has the gas mask. He obviously first wore the mask and noticed that his hair is being pulled to the back. He didn't really cared due to the fact he was excited. He firmly put the mask in place and inhaling to make sure it worked. He placed the filter in the inhaler and was glad that it was working. He was smiling and chuckling of enjoyment and leaned back on his chair. The TV was on the news and was babbling about a virus and sports. When they were talking about stocks, Foster got attention to the TV and took off the mask and began watching the TV. "In our reports, the US had decided to suspend the UK stocks until further notice for the cure of the Specimen Breakout has been reported confirmed". Foster got agitated and got out of the chair and peek through the window of his office and saw a horde of naked men running through the street and seeing red pools of blood and gunshots. Foster got scared and called in one of his security team to attend to his office. "Foster to Ironforce, come in". His heart was beating non-stop and begin hearing static and gun shots. Many groans and screaming heard from the speaker then, a security guard responded with a tiring voice. "Mr. Foster! Were not able to fetch ya! 2 of my guards are coming! We...were fending off to the...these things"! Foster was about to respond and a slash and a scream that matches to the security that told him about the "things". Foster began to head to his desk opened a drawer and grabbed a M9 Beretta. He put on the mask, tighten the filter and headed out.

Foster got out of his office. Noticing the papers flying through and employees running around and packing things in there packs and folders. Foster really didn't care to this point and pushing people away to get to the elevator and and noticing people who were making weapons with broom poles and broken bottles and things from the break room. Foster saw 2 black suits looking for Foster and noticed that the 2 men that the security guard that he sent. They noticed Foster waving at them, 2 of them were shoving the crowd and reached to Foster. "Sir may we take you to the stairs"? Said the man with sunglasses. "Yeah whatever just take me out to a place full of mongrels". Said Foster in a stressful voice. The 2 men were blocking the employees and of the men took out a key and opened the door to let Foster to go first. Foster was holding his gun on the sights while he was heading down the stairs. He heard screaming below and look back as he see one of his men looking back too as well. Foster kept going as he saw a body leaned to the wall gauted out in a mistreated way. Foster ignored the body as he could and walked passed the corpse. When he began heading down the stairs, he heard yelling and crunch sounds. He turned back and saw the man in sunglasses was began spurting blood as the corpse they passed was considered still alive. The corpse was chomping the man's neck as he was pulling him to the railing. The other man aimed his gun and began shooting the corpse but still not holding him. The man decided to fall off the railing and kill the corpse. The man turned to Foster to ensure he's safe. "We should get out here".

Foster and the guard reached to the bottom floor, opening a metal door revealing a pile of bodies, bullet casings and broken guns stained with blood. Foster peeked to the entrance of the building and saw 4 of the specimens roaming on the street. "Should we shoot those things"? Whispered the guard. "Nah, we gotta head to the back door". Said Foster while he was looking at the front entrance. Foster pointed the door at the back and the guard went to the back door first. He stealthy reached to the door and was giving a go since he had a opening to the door. He carefully snuck to the door, making sure he's not stepping on casings or on function handguns. While he was reaching to the door, he saw a sawed-off shotgun clean and still useable with a case of shells with it. He snatched the gun and ammo and continued to sneak through. The 2 of them reached to the door Foster opened the door carefully and revealing a clean hallway to the back exit. They slowly closed the door and began sprinting to the exit.

When the 2 men got out of the building, they faced sirens blaring, gunshots being heard, and helicopters flying passed them. Foster looked up in the sky, the guard did as well, they were thinking that they are screwed and will be dead in a day. "Bollocks...what are we gonna do"? Said Foster in utter shock. The guard was walking back and forth, thinking what's gonna happen next. "I-I don't know Mr. Fost-". "For the love of god your still calling me that?!" Interrupted by Foster. "Sorry...I-I don't know what to do...". Said the guard. "Its fine...whats your name"? "Jacob... Guess you'll gonna know what my name is if we don't make it. They were silent for the moment. "Cmon, we gotta move, we might end up like the people in the building". "Yeah...let's move". Foster and Jacob began to sprint to the back street while the front which was behind them was in mad chaos.

London 1:28 pm Monday

Foster and Jacob was fatigued, they needed a place to stay and relax. They were looking at each apartment to see that one apartment is available to be chill. They saw a police car that looks untouched but one car door is appear to be opened. Foster tapped his shoulder to get his gun out and they were gonna separate away to scan the car. Jacob went to the right when Foster went to the left. They were aiming very strictly at the windows hoping that there was no specimen in the car. As they were walking slowly to the end of the trunk, the trunk was unlocked and was creaking to be revealed. Jacob reached in to open it while Foster pointed the gun at the trunk. As he was opening it very slow, he just saw 4 weapons. Jacob looked at Foster giving him a look that it's safe to open when they casually opened it. Inside was 2 shotguns, 1 revolver and a 9mm. They were relieved that they have enough firepower to help them to get out of the city. They gathered the weapons and took one shotgun while they also split the pistols. They weren't horsing around anymore. All of the sudden, they heard specimens behind them and saw that there was a horde on there way to the car. Foster and Jacob quickly loaded their guns as they started scanning through the block as they saw shadows of specimens closing in. "Oh we're in for it now". Said Foster in a humor way. As they got to back to back, they saw the first horde of Specimens running noticing that they were meatbags. They aimed their guns at the specimens but no luck they will stand down. "Cmon then! We're not scared"! Yelled Foster. Then he began shooting at the first specimen and another one and another one and another one. Jacob shot one specimen to the head and more was coming. "How we should call these zombie things?" Said Foster. "Zeds. Zeds sounds nice does it"? Foster blasted a zed to flip. "Yeah that's sounds about right". They returned back to picking off the Zeds, shells falling on the ground, Zeds falling to the ground and zombies roaring cutting short by the 2 of them. When Foster heard a car alarm, he saw the Zeds hitting the car to blare the car alarm. Foster used his last round and impaled a zed to take out his 2 handguns. Jacob was done with the zeds on his side but the police car seemed it was attracting more. Jacob saw Foster using his handguns which means he's running out of bullets. Jacob tossed Foster his shotgun and Jacob sprinted to the police car. "Jacob, what the hell you're doing"?! "Gonna stop the Zeds coming at us"! "Wait, what"!? "There's no choice Fost"! Jacob took out his pistol and shot the 4 Zeds as they were banging the car. Foster shot many Zeds as he could that he noticed that Jacob is sacrificing his life to kill of the horde. "Jacob, don't be a hero now"! Jacob was shooting the engine, but he was surrounded with Zeds and no way he could jump off the car safely. Foster was less attractive to the Zeds and most of them went to the police car. "Don't worry Fosty! I was trained to protect you anyway"! The car engine was covered with flames. "Dammit Jacob don't even think about- shit"! Foster began running to Jacob. "Jaco-". The car blew up, Foster was too late and the force of the explosion pushed him away which knocked him unconscious. The Zeds were all blown up in the area stopping the horde that came to the area.