Elizabeth woke up from her sleep, disoriented and confused. And none the less Keaton wasn't sitting next to her. She sat up and started panicking, hoping he didn't get eaten. Ever since she got separated in the mall and lost her mom, she had been keen on sticking with one other person. Eventually her mom found the child in one of the bathroom stalls in the food court, crying. Getting up, she tried to calm herself down which did little to comfort her. It's ok… He probably went in search for the box… Speaking of the box… She looked up and saw the blue light where it was before she fell asleep. Speaking of sleep, she felt so much better than when she arrived. Walking past the Centrifuge room, she approached the chain-link gate. It was shut, so he couldn't have gone this way… could he? She opened it, and walked down a curving hallway with a boarded up window before it opening up to a small space. It had a generator in the center with pipes leading into a pool of water.

The box was on the farthest side which sat by another vending machine, glowing orange and humming a similar tune to PH-D Flopper but it had a softer tone. It sounded like it was sung by a woman as she approached the two, and went for the box. The eerie jingle rang out and she looked at the weapon she got with confusion. It was a black crossbow, and it had bolts with little C4 chunks strapped to the tip of it. She picked it up, clearly confused and fiddled with one of the bolts. Accidentally cutting one of her fingers trying to pull it back, she managed to lock it in place and popped a bolt in. A crossbow here… This is new… Elizabeth wondered as she aimed at the wall, shooting it. Beeping ensued, and she stared at the bolt until it exploded leaving a hole in the wall along with bits of shrapnel all over the ground. She looked at it in awe before slinging the crossbow on her back and the pouch of bolts on her hip. She used the box a few more times, getting a FN FAL, a Galil, and a Doll that looked like the one by PH-D Flopper. She sat down next to the Stamin-Up machine and looked at the doll.

It was a medium sized doll, about the size of both her palms. It had a design like a mother wrapped in cloth, but it was all glazed wood. A cut around its waist showed where the bottom and the top of the doll met, and she twisted it. It did nothing at first until she pulled off the top. A smaller doll showed itself, having a design of a Russian. It didn't look happy at all, lines giving the illusion of an expression before it hopped out of the base. She watched it blink blue, before it opened up and exploded not too far from her. Two more dolls popped out, and one of them opened to reveal another doll as they all exploded one after another. She wiped the dust off of her pants, now a shade of rust from the dirt and blood. Little pieces of wood had embedded themselves in the dirt and in the water, some had gotten near her feet a few yards away. She sighed, looking around at the sky. Stars were barely visible because of the floodlights around the area. That's what I get for being in a cosmodrome. She muttered to herself, Keaton totally escaping her thoughts.


"Doc, what are you doing?"

"Dempsey what does it look like I'm doing?" the Nazi replied, irritated. Dempsey just groaned, impatience settling in and he kicked a piece of debris.

"It looks like you're doing nothing, as always." He replied and kicked a piece of debris at Richtofen. "I thought you were reprogramming the teleporter."

"I am damn it! Hush!" He stomped his foot in the ground and turned to face the American. Normally he would be able to keep his cool, but the teleporter was being stubborn. "Zhe doctor cannot work with you in the same area! Get out!" he yelled. To Dempsey, making him angry was a goal and it put a smile on his face. The German however, was unamused and looked like a child throwing a temper-tantrum. "Get. Out."

"You know… I like it in here. How 'bout no." Tank said, sitting down and kicking his feet back on a theater chair. It earned a creak from the huge structure, and he took no note. Edward growled, rewiring wires and messing with the internal structure of the gigantic machine. They had been teleported from the Zombie factory, where it all started, to a run-down theater. The only catch was that it was in the future. Richtofen and Dr. Maxis had not intended for the machines to time-travel so it came as a great surprise to him. He got lost in thought before something shocked him, and he jumped from the machine. "Hehe doc, your machines turning against you?" The Nazi threw the cords down and stomped out of the theater toward the dressing room, clearly distressed.

Why does he keep bothering me! I cannot work in the same premises as him! A giggle interrupted his thoughts, along with a demonic 'Bye bye!' followed by a strain of Russian curses. "Samanzha… Didn't I teach you a lesson about zhis?" he muttered, the box appearing in front of him. He opened it and waited, tapping his foot impatiently before it gave him one of his favorite guns. Picking up the gun with a high pitched squeal he propped it on his shoulder and smiled like a kid that was given candy. "Could it be zhe DG-3, zhe DG-3 made just for me? Ahahha!" he laughed manically as Dempsey walked into the room, giving the Doctor an immediate annoyed feature. "Marine." He spat as it was some sort of insult.

"Nazi." The other retorted, opening the box. Out shone a gun, a SMG, very small. "Box this isn't funny…" he said as the gun sank into the box. Richtofen observed, watching the American get a bad gun after the next. The next thing wasn't funny though as he plucked a cymbal monkey from the air, dynamite strapped to its back as a timer bomb. "Aw, a little bundle of badass." He cooed to the inanimate object, poking its nose. Edward rolled his eyes, irritated.

"Not Dempsey! He doesn't deserve the fun!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms out and taking the monkeys. It took a moment for Tank to realize it, and then he started yelling curses. Edward yelled his own curses in German before taking off across the theater, a fuming American in tow and a confused Russian walking past them.


"Damn it all!" Elizabeth yelled, stubbing her toe as she ran. She still hadn't found Keaton, and the zombies were back. She kicked one that was in front of her, only to stumble into another zombie who was slow at realizing it and let its prey slip through his grasps.

"No!" one of the undead screamed as its head was blown off. They can speak…? This Cosmodrome was becoming freakier by the minute. Getting lost in thought, the zombies fell until it was a trickle of crawlers. They seemed to say their own phrases, yelling words lost in shrieks and rotten flesh. She went back to the Stamin-up room and opened the other door, a yellow sign next to it with a black drawing of one of the Lunar Landers. Walking through, she looked at three barrels next to a chalk drawing. It had another doll, looking like the Japanese one except this one had blonde hair, and a field outfit. "Marines." She spat, unhappy with it. Her father had been in the marines. He never came home and found life with a foreigner. "Good for nothing." She walked past the matryoshka and it dog-whistled as you would when a hot girl walks by. Glancing back, she walked to the doll yet again and picked it up. Her hand tightened around it and she chucked it as far as possible. It hit something and fell, breaking open and showing a piece of paper. She didn't notice though, because she was already making her way to the lunar lander, pressing buttons on the control pad to call it. The Russian voice confirmed it and it flew over, leaving smoke trails. As it landed, she gasped at what was on it.

It was Keaton, curled around the bottom of the lander, fast asleep and unaware of anything. How he didn't get eaten by the zombies was a mystery. She heard him sigh and stretch. It reminded her of a cat and she snickered, getting on the lunar lander pad in an empty space. Before she could mess with the buttons, something fell on her head and onto the ground in front of her. It was the teddy bear from the box, only it held a sickle that looked like it had a wicked sharp edge. So glad that didn't impale my face… or scratch me. A small drop of blood dripped out of her arm. Nevermind. She picked it up, only to have it disappear in a cloud of feathers followed by a giggle and the lunar lander being activated. Accidentally inhaling one of them, she coughed until it landed into the centrifuge room while it was spinning and stopped after a few seconds. It finally floated to the ground, and she wiped off the sweat that had crowded her face during her coughing fit. The German at her feet woke up, and yawned. "Oh, good morning. Not like it's morning or night or whatever time it is." She waved one of her hands in the air, and he got up while brushing dirt off. "It's a mystery how you didn't get eaten by the zombies or taken prisoner. Maybe the child up there is watching over you." She finished that with sarcasm dripping off her lips. Or maybe it was the blood that had splattered all over her face when she was fighting zombies. "Well, come on, follow me to the box." As they walked up the stairs, she jumped as a legless zombie reached for her. Forgot about them. She killed a few, and left one to fend for itself. Not like it needed to, it was part of the undead horde.


"Doc hurry the fuck up!" Dempsey yelled, shooting a zombie off of a Japanese soldier with his M16. The Jap nodded to him as a symbol of thanks, and continued killing.

"Dempsey don't rush me! I'm trying!" he replied, straining his voice to be heard over gunfire and moans. A zombie reached for him but was covered by the Russian. "Great shooting from a drunk Russian, how quaint!" he replied from the cover. The teleporter HAS to work... he cried out in his head, hoping that what he was doing was correct.

"What are you, fucking Rasputin? DIE!" the russian cried out, throwing a grenade into the crowd. It made some of them legless and exploding others that released noxious gas. It killed a few of the zombies, helping the survivors un-intentionally.

"Nikolai, a little help?" the American yelled, beating the zombies back with his gun. He had run out of ammo in the process of trying to help Takeo who was now backing up next to Richtofen, planting Anti-personal mines in the way. Nikolai turned around, shooting zombies and being careful not to shoot his comrade.

"It's done! Get in here!" Edward screamed, turning around and shooting his Thundergun. Nikolai ran to Richtofen, and so did Dempsey just as he pushed the button. The blue lightning surrounded them, and they felt the so familiar ground slip from under their feet.


The zombies looked around confused until their heads popped and a defeated sigh filled the air. "YOU FAILED AGAIN! Damn it why won't zhey DIE!" a little girl cried out, stomping around. "Vati, where are zhey going next?" A man walked up next to her. He was wearing a scientist's outfit and glasses were set upon his head for decoration to make him look smarter. His once brown eyes were now red, glowing ever so slightly. The child was wearing a cream-colored dress with a bow in the back that was black. Her eyes were glowing white, no pupils visible. Her black hair was matted, and went down to the center of her back.

"Zhe are going to Russia, mien child." He replied, his voice reverberating. A dog walked up to them, its fur dripping off and on fire. She sat down and pet it, it responded by curling up against her. Its eyes were yellow, and its teeth were extra sharp.

"Flossi why didn't you kill them?" she asked it. Flossi dipped its head and whined. It sounded more like a growl. She sighed, pinching her nose. Panning to the Cosmodrome, she looked at the couple using the box. "So sweet… More players for mien little game.

A.N. Kay next chapter up. Edited it ever so slightly and fixed a few errors. Reviews appreciated, along with Constructive critisism.