Well! I guess people did like the story :D. Yeah, the first chapter was awful, but eh, I think itll get better. Special thanks to Zombiegirl777. She helped out a ton in every way possible. Make sure you check out her story. It's one of the best on here. And everyone who told me to continue, you guys did too. You gave me the moral support I needed. So, Read on, and review!
After her paralysis eventually wore off, Kendall's eyes opened and she began to truly observe her surroundings as she sat up, groaning in pain. She realized she was in a large dusty room with dirty furniture and a Nazi flag hanging on the wall. There were two large, winding staircases on either side of the room. The bottom floor had a secluded window boarded up in the back and two other windows on the sides of room. There was also a counter with bottles surrounding it and a glowing blue machine that looked like it served sodas. On the top floor, there was one window by the right staircase and a large chandelier hanging from the ceiling. At one point in time it must have been very lovely, but that was obviously a long time ago. Looking around on the floor, she noticed there was a circular pad glowing in the middle of the room.
Feeling a little overwhelmed by the whole situation, she walked over to the counter and sat down, hugging her knees to her chest as she thought about what she was going to do next. I have no idea where I am… What am I going to do? Closing her eyes, she wished it was all a dream, praying that when she opened them, she would be back at home again. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps made her open her eyes, panic evident on her face as she looked towards the four men in front of her.
"So... Um... Well, my name's Tank Dempsey." said the one with blond hair, breaking the awkward silence.
"My name is Takeo Misaki." said the Asian looking one, quickly and quietly, giving a slight bow in her direction.
"Nikolai," The out of shape Russian said, looking at her flatly before continuing, "Do you have Vodka?"
"And I'm Rich-" The doctor began before Kendall cut him off.
"Shut up! You're the one who brought me here! This is all your fault!" She shouted, frowning at the German doctor as he looked at her furiously. "Oh, and my names Kendall," She said, turning back to the other three men before continuing, "I would say it's nice to meet you, but actually, it's not."
Richtofen glared at her, about to retaliate. My fault? He thought angrily, I improved your life vith my company stupid girl! But Tank glared at him, hinting for him to shut up. The Marine knew that Richtofen had seriously screwed up this time. Why a girl? He thought, scratching the back of his neck as he watched the starring match the two were currently having. She couldn't help, much less hold a gun... He grumbled something incoherently, and walked away, losing interest quickly. Nikolai, Takeo, and an irritated Richtofen did the same.
After they left, she felt more at ease, walking around the theater a bit, exploring a few places she hadn't been. She had counted nine different rooms when she finally circled the whole place. Returning the starting room and sitting on her, now favorite counter, she hugged her legs again, sighing before noticing something next to her. My bag! She thought excitedly, as she reached over, grabbing it and pulling out her ipod, something she always had with her. Putting in her headphones, she relaxed a bit, listening to one of the songs that always made her happy while she closed her eyes, focusing on the music as much as she could.
Little did she know, she wasn't the only one in the room anymore... On the top floor something groaned as its blood splattered hands ripped boards off the window forcefully one by one. When it had finished, it slowly lumbered down the stairs, taking a minute or two to get to the bottom of the steps. But when it did, its eyes locked on to the unsuspecting Kendall, still listening to her music, eyes closed and completely unaware. It moaned loudly, walking towards her, but she couldn't hear, the music was too loud. After it was about four feet away, Kendall smelt something that made her nose wrinkle. She opened her eyes, only to see something she only heard about in movies and stories...
A zombie... But not just any zombie. Even though its outfit was covered in blood, you could clearly tell it had been a Nazi soldier at one point in time. His corpse smelled of rotting flesh, and the reason didn't come as a surprise. The flesh on its face was rotting away, and some of it dangling off, ready to fall to the ground. It hissed as its glowing yellow eyes locked onto her. "A Nazi Zombie…" she said softly, forgetting what a zombies main purpose in "life" was. The undead soldier grabbed her forcefully and threw her onto the floor, tearing the earphones out her ears in the process. It had strength that was un human, something she didn't expect while she looked up inching away as it closed in. It then dived on top of her, hoping to make an easy meal out of her face as she wrapped her hands around its neck, trying to push it away, but it wasn't easy.
"Get off of me!" She yelled at it, continuing to struggle helplessly, but it could care less. All it wanted was the delicious smelling flesh. Suddenly there was a bang and blood splattered her face as she winced, pushing the limp zombie body off of her before wiping the blood off her face with her sleeve. When she looked around for the person that helped her, she saw the German standing there. "Be more careful next time, or it vill eat your foolish face off." He grumbled, sighing before walking away, "You made me vaste ze last bullet I had…"
Kendall rolled her eyes, brushing a slight bit of dust off her pants and returning to the counter. You're the one who brought me here… she thought, still confused as she plugged her ipod back in and started listening again. This time she kept her eyes open.