The blood and gore begins! BWHAHAHAHAHA! Ahem…

Nacht Der Untoten.

"Ah, I think I broke something," the Wolf groaned as he pulled himself up, cracking his neck and rubbing it.

"Time travel without a capsule," Dan responded stretching his limbs. "Nasty, catch your breath and don't go swimming for 30 minutes." The little group of aliens were now getting themselves to their feet and surveying their surroundings. They were in some kind of base. There had been evident signs of a battle; a good few sections of wall had been blown away, the windows were blocked with sandbags and wooden boards and there were still fires burning in places. Spent bullets littered the floor, the stairs were barricaded with furniture and there was the odd patches of dry blood.

The weather certainly wasn't a cheery factor; the moon was full and shinning lunar rays on them and there was a heavy fog blanketing the whole area. It could all be summed up in one word: creepy.

"Okay, where and when are we?" asked Ko'skarr, his long head whirling as he took in the sights and smells of where they were standing.

"We are in an airfield," Clanker stated without hesitation. "The region is the islands of Japan and the year is 1945 AD."

"Just after World War II," muttered Dan and then said in a louder voice "Well, there was obviously some fighting here. Maybe some American and Japanese soldiers. Seeing as how we don't have our normal weapons, we'll have to find some and then start looking for anyone who might be alive. Wolf, you look through that door there and Ko'skarr you look upstairs. Call if you find anything. Go!"

The two immediately went off to their designated search areas. The Wolf heard Ko'skarr heave as he cleared the debris on the stairs, then focused his attention on the door. Crudely written on it in white painting was the the word 'Help.' Maybe someone was in there. He grabbed the door, heaved it open and stepped inside. There were two more barricaded windows and a small fire blazing in the corner. As he walked inside, the Wolf identified a weapon and picked it up. It was a shotgun, pump action with six rounds loaded in. He turned and spotted something in the corner of the room closest to the door.

It was a large, wooden crate, big enough to hold weapons. He walked closer and saw that there were question marks on the top, glowing in the darkness. Cautiously, he opened the box and looked inside. It was a gun, a 44. magnum to be precise, but he dismissed it and closed the box. He always thought the method of reloading was complicated and fiddly. At that point, a voice called in his head, Ko'skarr's; "Hey guys! Get up here, I've found something!"

The Wolf left the 'Help Room' and proceeded towards the stairs. He passed more writing on it's walls: 'You must ascend from darkness.' He shivered then carried on up onto the first floor, where the others were waiting for him, they all having found weapons. Ko'skarr had a Thompson sub-machine gun, Clanker was using a Springfield bolt-action rifle and Dan had got his hands on an M1 Garand semi-automatic rifle.

"Strange, these are all American weapons," noted the Wolf with interest as he surveyed his teammates' weaponry. Maybe they had based themselves after they had captured this area, stocking themselves up with the ammunition for the guns. Indeed, there was a stack of boxes with weapons and ammo, although most of it appeared to have been taken out in a hurry, as a lot of it was either gone or scattered onto the floor. Beside these boxes was a soldier, slumped on the ground with his head lolled, a Colt pistol in his left hand and a bloody knife in the other.

"We already checked him," Dan told the Wolf as he followed his gaze, "The clip for the gun is empty and there's a hole in the back of his head. Whatever happened here, it didn't turn out well for these guys," he finished with a grim tone in his voice. The Wolf made for the other door, but Ko'skarr stopped him.

"Been through there. Nothing except a big chunk of missing roof and another dead soldier in Nazi uniform." Just as he finished speaking, they heard a shuffling noise coming from the doorway and they all turned. There was a man standing there, one with Nazi clothing and he was moving towards them in a awkward way, a broken foot being dragged along the ground. "What the hell," the Xenomorph said, his oblong head fixed on the man "I thought he was dead." He made to move closer, but Dan held him back.

"Keep back, lets try talking to him," came the voice of his leader, but there was something in his voice he didn't like. Like there was a hint of fear. Clanker spoke to the man.

"Halt, remain where you are," the robot ordered, but the man kept coming. "Halt or I will fire." Again, the man didn't stop and this time he bought his head up to look at them. It looked like something that had been rotting in a grave. Patches of skin were missing from his face, his eyes glowed yellow in the dark and his mouth surrounded by dry blood, which was hanging open in an unearthly moan, the broken teeth visible from within.

"By the ancient queens! What is it?" exclaimed Ko'skarr in alarm. Clanker raised his rifle and fired a shot at it's left leg. It didn't even slow down or yell. Another shot to the heart also did nothing. Dan then raised his gun and fired. A hole appeared in the forehead where the bullet hit and the thing fell backwards onto the ground, it's eyes still glowing and staring vacantly at the ceiling.

"Impossible," Clanker uttered, his disbelief evident in his voice, "Those shots will have killed any human and yet he was still standing."

"Technically, he was already dead and in most regards, that 'man' wasn't human," spoke Dan in a grave tone of voice as he looked at the corpse, "He was one of the living dead, the common term is 'zombie.' A human that has been bought back from death by unexplained means. They have no memory of who they once were, basic motor functions and, in general, no intelligence. They are driven to feed off the living, a bit or scratch from a zombie will turn you into one and the only way to kill them is destruction of the brain," he finished impressively.

"So, in short, they're undead cannibals and you kill them by shooting them in the head," Ko'skarr summarized simply and gave the Xenomorph equivalent of a grin. "Makes sense to me!"

The wind began picking up and with it, it brought the stench of decay and massed groaning and moaning. Everyone tensed and raised their weapons, making sure they were loaded and working properly.

"Sounds like the shots are bringing in more of them," the Wolf postulated, as he grabbed a bandoleer and loaded it with extra shells.

"Well, better get ready boys," Dan advised and began making his way to the stairs. "If those zombies think they're here for an all-you-can-eat special, we'd better not give them an easy meal!"

With a nod from Clanker, a screech and mental WOOP from Ko'skarr and a roar of challenge from the Wolf, the male members began to prepare for the undead siege.

Part 1 done. I'll split each map into two parts, because I can. Sorry about the gap, but I had exams and I hoped you liked it. R&R please or I KEEL YOU!