AUTHOR'S NOTE!

Well, well, well, looks like people are actually reading my stories! Now, in this chapter, I'm gonna have to change some parts that occurred in the game, simply because there aren't enough Happy Tree Friends to fill in every role in the game. (Remember when I unfroze Cro-marmot simply to fill a minor role?) That will come into play later though, and I'm gonna need some people to help me fill in the blanks with their OCs, but that won't happen for a while. For now, just enjoy….

Disco Rising: Chapter 2

Disco walked silently through the security room the bizarre stranger had pointed him to. It was seemed like a small supply room, divided into a couple different rooms, and a few couches meant for employees to rest on. He reached a metal door at the opposite end of the staircase he had entered through and noticed it was, thankfully, unlocked. Disco swung it open, and entered the next half of the security room. In it resided a wall covered in monitor screens, set out in front of a desk so a security personnel could observe all goings on in the mall. Most of the screens were crackling with static, save for one that drew Disco's eye. It was a shot of the parking garage, as a woman struggled to climb into her car, pursued by some faceless attacker. Just as the woman turned to shut the door, her attacker grabbed onto her and wedged their arm in the door. Panicked, she slammed the door on the fiend, but it simply ignored the excruciating pain that the door was surely causing them. Instead of recoiling in agony, the attacker pulled harder and jolted the girl from the car. The attacker then tossed her to the ground, and hunched over her, tearing away at her face with its bare hands.

Disco could watch no more, and turned to exit the security room. He passed onward through the room of monitors and further still past the generators and other machines that powered the mall until he reached a door that allowed him access into the mall itself. He stepped out and realized he was on the second floor, nearby what appeared to be an entrance. Curious still, Disco walked to the ledge that over looked the ground floor, and nearly vomited with terror and disgust. Lining the mall floor from wall to wall was an ocean of zombies. Unmistakable, though he couldn't tell from the helicopter, he could see their rotting flesh easily now. Despite his obvious terror, Disco lifted the camera to his eye and began snapping pictures. Unbeknownst to him, he was in more danger than he thought on the second floor, as a zombie lurched slowly towards him.

"Hmm? Somebody the-" Disco began to ask as he heard the approaching footsteps, but he turned too late and the ghoul had already latched it's claws into him. Disco screamed (oddly girl-like), and he and the zombie went tumbling over the railing. But in a stroke of blind luck, Disco's panicked flailing had managed to turn the zombie under him and the impact upon their "landing" had been cushioned by the zombie. Still dazed, the bear had managed to turn himself over and stand up. Meanwhile, as Disco steadied himself, the swarms of zombies realized a pile of fresh meat had fallen to them from above and were slowly closing in on him. Disco finally caught his bearings and, realizing the approaching mob, attempted to retreat. His efforts were met, however, with a steel grate to the face, as someone had shut the security gate leading further into the mall.

"DAMN IT DAMN IT DAMN IT!!!!" Disco shouted as he slammed his fists into the grate "Game Over! I'm zombie chow!!! I'm too pretty to die! ARGH!" Suddenly, someone, probably attracted by Disco's delirious screams, called from the second floor.

"Hello? Can anyone hear me down there?" A gruff voice called. Disco glanced upward and saw a green bear clad in military garbs shouting down to him. "You there! What happened to the barricade? Where are the other survivors?"

Disco shrugged and replied ,"Listen pal, this place was zombie central waaay before I got here by the looks of it, so you can assume anyone who was here is dead now. So, are you gonna help me outta here, or what?" He sounded awfully cocky for someone about to be eaten.

"God, you're a complete imbecile," The bear muttered under his breath

"What's that? Speak up!"

"I said you can use the stairs over near the entrance! Getup here and I can get you to safety!"

The photographer glanced in the direction the other bear had pointed him. The stairs were directly ahead, only about twenty or so feet. But, of course, these twenty feet were carpeted wall to wall with zombies. Thinking quickly, Disco ran up to a zombie headed towards him and grabbed it by the shoulders. "Pardon me sir, but I'll just be passing through" He said chuckling and pulled himself up onto the zombie's shoulders. Standing above the zombie horde, Disco then performed what many would believe impossible. He walked across the zombies, moving from shoulder to shoulder over the crowd until he reached the stairs, and without dismounting the zombie, swung himself onto the staircase. The bear in the army shirt and beret was waiting for him at the top.

"Piece o' cake, daddy-o." Disco laughed, and pulled out his comb to brush his afro.

"Well, I hope you had fun, because I'm dropping you off in the security room and hopefully you won't end up like the survivors guarding the barricade." He said turning to the door, but turned again when he realized something, "By the way, isn't 'Daddy-o' a jazz era term, not a dis- LOOK OUT!" Disco glanced behind him to where the other bear was pointing. A particularly persistent zombie had followed the scent of fresh meat up the stairs, and readied itself to chomp the photographer's brains. Disco, however, was ready this time, and executed a spinning hook kick on the corpse, decapitating it and leaving the body to tumble down the stairs.

The military bear, awestruck, asked "Whuh, where did you-"

"Learn that? Tae-kwon-doe. Heard that song 'kung fu fighting' a while back and thought I'd get involved with that scene. Thought it was a funky dance, but a fighting style works too."

The green bear shook his head at Disco's idiotic explanation and turned to enter the security room through the same entrance Disco had entered the mall. Disco went to follow him, but noticed a man moving around outside the metal grate beyond the zombie crowd. Pulling out his camera, he focused in a shot of the man. He was also a bear, but seemed older than Disco or the other military bear. He was clad in a red bathrobe and was smoking a pipe of tobacco. When the camera's shutter clicked, the older bear turned up to see who was photographing him.

"Leave me alone! I won't relive the past! Why can't you people forgive and old man's mistakes?!?!" He shouted, covering his face. He retreated further into the mall when Disco heard that gruff voice call him again.

"Hey Disco man! You coming or not?"

"Yeah yeah, right behind you, sergeant.

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AAALLLLL RIGHTY! Chapter two is live! Now, i'm just gonna use this space to clear some things up.

First of all, fans of the game Dead Rising, will notice the scene where the main character runs into a group of survivors setting up a barricade that is then overrun by zombies is missing. This is because as I said earlier, I do not have enough HTF to fill all those roles in that scene, so it was cut. Also, as to why Disco now kicks ass, the main character in Dead Rising, Frank West, is somehow an incredibly skilled martial artist(seriously, he disembowels army soildiers with his bare hands) so I created the explaination that Disco thought tae-kwon-doe was a funky dance and took some classes to explain why he's so skilled. Finally, the girl in the parking garage that gets eaten. She's no one in particular, a Generic Tree Friend most likely.

Well, thanks for reading!