Richtofen: Nein! Vhat is this? Only three reviews! Unacceptable!

YF54: Oi, Richtofen! Get off the reviewers backs. My first chapter wasn't all that great alright? The fault lies with me. Shit…alright, people. Before Hans here goes nuts with his blades I'll get the disclaimer and Claimer done.

Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to Nazi Zombies or Call of duty nor do I own the players.

Claimer: I only own this story idea.

A young man wearing glasses, whose face told all that he was at least nineteen years of age, turned on his PS3 home system and accessed his file. After signing into his PSN account, he checked to see who was online. He smiled as he spotted two of his best friends. He frowned, though, when he saw what they were playing.

I think it's time that we do a little get together…have Krazy and Ric meet each other. The man thought.

He opened up his text message board and inputted some words before sending it to a name called Ric-Hard-2011. He reopened the board and typed in the same words that he had sent to Ric. He sent it to another name called Krazychick97 and waited for their responses. His wait was short-lived; he nearly cheered when they had said yes. He grabbed one of his many games and took the disk out. Sliding it in before the machine grabbed it and it went into the machine starting the opening for the game.

He pressed the start button on his controller and grabbed a one piece headset and placed it on his head. He adjusted the mike till it was far away from his mouth but still close enough that the other people on the other end could hear him. He scrolled down until a sign name 'Nazi Zombies' was highlighted. He pressed the 'X' button on his controller and was taken to a lobby. He then sent invites to his two friends who came immediately to his lobby.

"Yo, Ric, Krazy!" The man said in his mike.

"Hey Preade!" came the voice of Ric-Hard in his mike's headphone.

"Hey Preadking!" A female voice, Krazychick97, stated also through his mike's headphone.

"Krazy, meet Ric. Ric, Krazy." The man, now known as Preadking, introduced.

"Please to meet you Ric-Hard." Krazy said.

"Damn, Pread! I didn't know you had a girlfriend! And one that sounded hot!" Ric said with a laugh.

"Hey, at least I can pick them good unlike you!" Preadking shot back.

"That's cold, man…real cold."

Krazy was laughing, which brought a smile to Preadking's face. They were soon joined by a player named JusticeJWT. Preadking knew him due to him hanging out with Krazy. His mike was charging according to Krazy but he would soon be talking with them. Preadking smiled and spoke in his mike.

"Alright guys. Since it's been a full three years since we all met one another on Call of Duty: World at War, I've decided to host a NZ tourney. We're going to play all the maps of WAW. Then we'll move onto Black Ops and play the maps there. So let's start with the map that started it all…Nacht Der Untoten or in English…Night of the Undead. Let's rock!" Preadking shouted as he got ready to press his button to start the game.

But before he could there was a flash of Lightning followed by a very loud boom of thunder making him jump in shock.

"YIKES!" Preadking shouted as he tried to control his breathing.

"Pread! What happened?" Ric asked in confusion.

"Sorry about that…I think a major storm just blew up…which is weird since the weather lady stated that we would get no storms…probably just heat lightning. Alright, let's start." Preadking stated as he pressed a button.

Suddenly his controller started to glow a bright white light making his eyes widen in shock and amazement. He heard the others exclaim in shock.

"Holy…! Pread! Something's going on with my controller!" Ric shouted in a panic.

"Mine too! What's going on?" Krazy cried in the same panic tone that Ric had.

"I…I don't know! The same crazy thing is happening to my controller as well!" Preadking shouted.

Soon eerie, inhumane laughter echoed through the empty house making the boy's skin crawl. The laughter seemed to intensify as the TV's screen started to swirl. He could hear the others cry out but he couldn't fully make out what they were saying due to the howl of wind that was being vacuumed into the screen.

What the ! Preadking thought in his mind as he was pulled into the vortex and flew through…whatever it was that made up of the vortex.

But before arriving at his destination he noticed something. A large factory positioned near the border of Germany, that had gone dark had two beings in it. Both looked similar in appearance and nearly looked like twins. One of the twins was shoving his other twin into a strange machine and turning it on. After there was a flash of light, the man picked up a worn and bloody teddy bear before bursting into tears. The image vanished as Preadking's fell on something…hard; very hard. Darkness consumed his vision after he had hit the ground…wall…ceiling…whatever.

Who or what caused the strange occurrence? Please read and review before Richtofen get…slicing happy. And please inform some of your friends about this story.