Yes, I did indeed write another story. I'm just going to test this one out and see if I can go anywhere with it! It's another RichtofenxOC story by the way. It just seems like I can't stay on one topic, and I notice I jump around on several different ideas. I think it's ADD where you can't sit still? Well, it's the same idea on here ._.


Chapter One

I sat there in the local coffee shop drinking a cup of passion ice tea.

I wore my persciptionized sunglasses and read the newspaper. Another murder was committed down the street just a few days ago. One more murder may happen soon if these obnoxious teens don't pipe down.

They were sitting behind me and talking about other girls and how to get a certain to like them while they talk about two other guys on the side. I am so glad to be out of high school. On top of it all, their laughter was intoxicating. It seemed to echo in the building and increase as they grew more and more excited talking about their love lives.

I folded my newspaper, grabbed my cup of heaven, and dashed for the door. You can't really enjoy much without the preppy girls being around.

The sun was emitting a tolerable temperature today. There were some clouds coming in though- a sure sign more were right behind them. You can't really count on the news for weather. 'Sunny all day!' my butt. Maybe it's time to go home, eat some ice cream, heat up some pizza, and kill some zombies. Yeah, like I never do that.

Once at home, I kicked off my boots, dug out the ice cream, put the leftover pizza in the microwave, and turned on my 360. I could already tell I was in for a relaxing treat this evening.


After hours of listening to the familiar screams of the zombies and watching people rage quit, something unfamiliar happened. I was staring at a black screen.

The lights were off, my phone stopped charging, and my eyes were wide with horror as I realized what just happened.

Well, this is great...

I scooted over to my curtains and opened them. The moon was already hanging in the sky, shining brightly and elegantly. Guess I was playing for more than a few hours. I peeled myself off the couch and stopped abruptly as I felt the soreness kicking in. You do not know soreness unless you're a gamer or in color guard! Stretching out the stiffness, I walked over to look out the kitchen window. The whole block was out of power.

"Hopefully this won't last very long," I mumbled to myself. I stalked back to the couch and ate the rest of my ice cream.

Deciding to unplug stuff so it won't fry all the electronics in my house, I decided to go unplug the 360 first. I started with the back, and when I touched the wires, I fell back and cried in pain. My 360 just shocked the shit out of me!

Well, duh! My hands were still wet from the ice cream. I quickly wiped my hands on my shirt and tried again. I managed to touch the wires, but when I started to tug at it, there was a lot of static and sparks.


"I certainly hope that was the last of them today," Nikolai grumbled. "I want to drink my vodka in peace!"

Takeo murmured something in Japanese and looked through the barricades to make sure there weren't zombies coming. He relaxed a little when there was only silence.

"I'm hungry!" Nikolai shouted and patted his stomach.

"Go eat then," Tank said. "Town's that way." He pointed over his shoulder with his thumb.

Nikolai grumbled and went back inside the theater, not bothering to argue. All he wanted was to get drunk and eat, but he could live with just drinking. Tank fixed his attention to Takeo.

"It's always pretty nice out here," Tank said as he spun around, looking at everything and had his hands behind his back. "No matter how many freakbags fill up the alley."

Takeo nodded. "It may not look like home, but the atmosphere brings a great greeting."

Tank chuckled to himself. It was nice having a chat with the Japanese man. He was the only person that made the most sense. Then his face turned grave as he saw something move in the distance.

"Tak!" Tank whispered loudly. He nodded past Takeo, and Takeo had his gun prepared.

Once Takeo peered through the almost naked barricade, he saw what Tank warned him about. There was something moving and groaning softly. They could only see a leg, but the leg didn't seem to belong to one of the Nazi zombies. It groaned and moved again.

A hand waved up in the air and grabbed onto a trash can.

"Holy hell, Tak! I think that's a human!" Tank climbed through the barricade and jogged up to what he was hoping was another person.

Right there, laying down next to the trash can was a girl.


What in the world just happened?

My palms hurt, my head throbbed, my body felt like it was being twisted. I heard something in the distance that made my head hurt more.

I tried shooing it away with my hand but felt something cold. Everything was blurry when I opened my eyes, and it took a few minutes to try to focus everything. Why was it so bright? What reeked?

"Are you okay?"

I lazily bobbed my head up and tried to focus on the blurrier object in front of me. There were two figures, I just couldn't tell what they were.

"Hey, miss?"

I groaned and layed back down. Did I drink last night? That's when I remembered the power outage and my Xbox.

"We should take her to see Richtofen."

"Nah. Dr. Crazy will try to dissect her or somethin'."

Did I hear Richtofen?

I tried looking again, and there I saw a military outfit and a blue outfit.

"See! She's moving."

My arm hurt, I used it to prop myself up on. I was helped to my feet, and felt a little dizzy and nauscious. The figure steadied me so I wouldn't fall down, and my vision was beginning to focus. I blinked a little when I was staring at a man. I blinked some more when standing next to him was an Asian man.

In the flesh, was Tank Dempsey and Masaki Takeo.

Maybe I was drinking last night.


AAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNDDDD... there is chapter one. I was worried about adding too much to the first chapter, but keeping it short enough so I won't overdue it.

I really don't think I should really write right now though. It's Hell Week this week :D JOY! Meaning: for my English class I have to write two essays a day for an entire week. Tomarrow is the last day, so I'm super happy about that! And I know there's a lot of line breaks, so in the future I'll try keeping those to a minimum.

Until next time!