WOO 10th FIC OF MINE!
Teleportation was always a dream to people. Something out of someone's science fiction filled imagination that would revolutionize the world of transportation. However, once you teleport for real, you begin to regret having made that choice of having your own cells and atoms disassembled, rushed through a series of wires at speeds unimaginable, and then praying that all your particles are put back together in the right way. Followed by several minutes of feeling dizzy.
The blinding light of an electrical discharge shone everywhere in the dark and condemned theater lobby. Out of the bright light appeared four figures, once again, ready to combat undead.
Nikolai stumbled as the teleportation process finished. Looking around the dreadful room, he noticed that the whole place was powerless. He stepped over to Dr. Richtofen, and placed his hands perpendicular to his face to make his speech louder. Nikolai then screamed in Richtofen's ear. "MAYBE SOMEONE SHOULD GO TURN ON THE POWER NOW!"
The Nazi scientist flinched, as he was not expecting his drunk friend to shout directly in his ear. However, he was not concerned about the condition of his own ear as much as he was about smelling the slightest bit of Nikolai's breath. "Ja, ja." He replied. "I hear you, my good Russian friend. Dempsey!" He shouted and looked around the room for the American. He was not in sight. "You go turn it on!"
It appeared that only Nikolai, Richtofen, and Takeo were the only ones there.
"What's this?" The three of them heard from someplace slightly above and in front of them. "Holy crap! No way!" The voice gasped, and a series of rumbles was heard.
Richtofen, Takeo, and Nikolai looked up the stairway on the left and saw Tank Dempsey jumping giddily around by a long rectangular crate with two question marks on it, which was on a small balcony, and gave off a shiny blue glow. On the wall opposite to it was a map of the theater drawn in chalk.
The three men still downstairs walked upstairs and approached the Marine Raider.
"Not too often does the box spawn here!" Dempsey shouted, still very happy. "In the lobby! First spawn!"
"It appears the box has decided to become honorable for once." Takeo commented. "But we must get to work if we are to prosper, for the wise man plows in season."
Dempsey gave another chuckle and tried opening the mystery box. "Oh yeah..." Dempsey remembered. "This thing costs money. Guess we should get to that plowing you were talking about, Tak!" Tank Dempsey jumped down to the bottom floor, and attacked some zombies that have climbed out of the smashed doors or windows that none of them were watching.
The other three did as Dempsey did and each guarded a window from the zombies.
In a matter of seconds, Dempsey earned 950 points, just enough for one weapon spin at the box. He always loved the thrill of gambling, especially if he could get an awesome gun out of it. He ran back upstairs, and presented the points to the mystery box. It then opened and cycled through many different weapons, ranging from ballistic knives to the Thundergun.
The first wave had ended, and Richtofen, Takeo, and Nikolai headed back upstairs during the intermission to see what their crazy American comrade had gotten from the wonderful box.
"Boy am I gonna kill 'em all before any of you can!" Dempsey teased as all the weapons finished cycling. It finally landed on... "DAMMIT!" The Teddy Bear.
"Oh, vhat a shame..." Richtofen sarcastically said before Samantha's evil laughter.
"Hmm." Takeo thought. "Being honorable in order to be dishonorable to the dishonorable American. Is that being honorable?"
Dempsey threw a short tantrum as the teddy bear ascended out of sight. He then thought of an idea. "Oh, I'm not done with you!" He said to the box. After saying that, Tank jumped inside the box and looked all around in it for anything good, but all he found was straw. "Bleh!"
Everyone knew what happens to the mystery box when someone got the teddy bear. Dempsey, on the other hand, forgot all about that for now. The crate's lid slammed shut, sealing the Marine inside. "What the- Hey!" He tried to open it, but it got him nowhere. He felt the box float off the ground and then it rocked violently back and fourth, reminding him of a roller coaster. Except he was laying on straw inside a wooden crate.
The Demonic Announcer went through its demonic laugh. "BYE-BYE!" The mystery box then vanished with a flash of light.
Richtofen, Takeo, and Nikolai were stunned at what they saw. "W-w-w-what j-j-just..." Nikolai stuttered, before coming back to his senses. "Eh, probably drinking too much again." The drunk Russian took out his vodka bottle and belched.
"He is..." Takeo pondered. "Inside the box?"