Hello everyone! This is Just Some NJ Writer here! This is my first story so please no flaming! Please review and constructive criticism is always accepted!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own neither Call of Duty nor any of the characters in this story, Treyarch does!
Zombie Vegas
Chapter 1
In a Gambling Mood
"This is getting old, Doc!" Dempsey yelled at Richtofen. "I'm sick of this theater! It was fun the first hundred rounds, but now it just sucks!"
"Do not worry, you American moron, I can get us out." Richtofen said as he brutally dug into a zombie's neck using his bowie knife.
When the round ended, Richtofen brought everyone to the teleporter that they normally used for going to the Pack-a-Punch room.
"What is it, Doctor?" Takeo asked as he was cleaning the blood off of his katana.
"Say auf wiedersehen to zhis theater, unt get ready to go to Russia!"
"Hooray! Mother Russia! Home of the finest vodka and worst…I can't think of anything." Nikolai said as he took a huge gulp of vodka.
"How can you think if you do not have a brain?" Takeo asked.
"Why I…"
"Quiet!" Richtofen cut in. "I must go say goodbye to my Afterburner in peace, I vill be right back!"
"Yeah right like I'm listening to that Kraut." Dempsey said. "I'm gonna decide where we go. And if that German freak doesn't like it, well screw him." Dempsey stared to fiddle with the coordinates.
"No, Dempsey! I must have vodka refill!" Nikolai said.
"Well, I'm in a gambling mood so get used to wine and beer because we're going to the States, oorah."
When Richtofen got back, he activated the teleporter and they all got in. Dempsey had a slight sneer on his face as they teleported away.
So, what do you think so far? What destination did Dempsey set (you know, if you didn't read the title)? Please review! Sorry about the short chapter, this is my first after all!