Black Ops 2: Apocalypse/Dempsey returns pt.1
A/N: David Vonderhaar: "This is the end, my friend. we are making sure that Black Ops 2 goes out with a bang with our last map pack, Apocalypse!
Op: And this story...
Vonderhaar: And this...Story?
Op: Yep...
Vonderhaar: What are you talking about, We aren't in a story!
Op: Yes we are, A writer is making us talk.
Vonderhaar: Oh, that's ridiculous!
Op: Look! He is writing us as we speak...
Vonderhaar looks at the paper.
Op: Yes we are, A writer is making us talk.
Vonderhaar: Oh, that's ridiculous!
Op: Look! He is writing us as we speak...
Vonderhaar looks at the paper.
Vonderhaar: Ok, I'm scared now!
Op: It's ok David, Nicholas is a nice author...I think.
{Yes, Nicholas is my real name.}
Vonderhaar: Uhh Uhh Uhhhhhhh...
Op: Its ok, calm down...
Vonderhaar: I GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE!
Op hits Vonderhaar over the head with a bottle.
Op: I hope I didn't kill him...He is the reason we are alive.
Op: Ok well, the news is I am ending the story on somewhere from the 28'th to the 30'th that's where I want to finish because I have to wait to be able to put down a vital part of the story,
without major mistake in the original survivors story line. So enjoy the story until then and read my new one shot called "One Crazy Friendship." I promise it'll make you laugh :DDD
Op: Ok, On with the story! ENJOY!
YOLO SWAGGER AND THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE BLING!
It was 9:00 in the morning the next day
Dempsey had woken up to the sound of his phone ringing.
It was Vonderhaar, probably to tell Dempsey to get everyone to the studio.
Dempsey answered the phone
Dempsey: Hello?
Dempsey sounded like he was sick.
Vonderhaar: Tank, did I wake you?
Dempsey: Ugh...Yeah. you sorta did.
Vonderhaar: Sorry, I just want you guys to come down here right now...We has surprise for you! :D
Dempsey: But dude, I just woke up and I'm pretty sure that Tak, Richtofen and Nikolai are all still asleep, if home at all.
Vonderhaar: Ok, well try to get here around 10, k.
Dempsey: Can we do 10:30?
Vonderhaar: Ok, sure.
Dempsey: Thanks man.
Vonderhaar: No prob, bye
Dempsey: Bye.
Dempsey hung up and was lost in thought
Dempsey: Great...I gotta kill Yuan Sheng, keep Tigress on the right path, AND work with Treyarch on Origins...Fucking great!
Dempsey just layed there for 5 minutes then got up.
Dempsey: Oh well, better wake up Nikolai first.
Dempsey walked over to Nikolai's room and opened the door.
Dempsey: Hey, Fatass! Wake Up!
Nikolai: Wha...{sniff}...Whats goin on...
Dempsey: We are going to Treyarch. Get up!
Nikolai: Ok, Ok geez...Like mother.
Dempsey walked to Richtofen's room and opened his door.
Dempsey: Hey, Nazi!
Richtofen: Nein...Vhat is zit Dempsey!?
Dempsey: C'mon, it's the ass crack of dawn and we got shit to do!
Richtofen: Like Vat?
Dempsey: Like...Going to Treyarch studios. Now get up!
Dempsey went to Tak's room and opened up his door.
Dempsey: Hey, Tak! Wake up!
Dempsey was surprised to see Takeo meditating instead of sleeping.
Dempsey: Hey, what are you doing?
Takeo: Meditating, its good for the mind and soul.
Dempsey: Well, you might want to put that on hold, ok?
Takeo: Why?
Dempsey: We are going to Treyarch. C'mon.
Takeo got up because he was fully dressed and followed Tank.
Soon, Dempsey and Takeo were waiting for both waiting for Nikolai and Richtofen at the door.
Dempsey: This is like waiting for my ex to get ready.
Takeo was silent and completely still and silent...He was trying to remember the voice he was communicating with in his meditation.
Takeo didn't know too much about this man except the fact that he was just as old as him, maybe even older than him, and had a connection to Tigress.
But, Takeo was disrupted by Tank.
Dempsey: Hey, wadduya think Vonderhaar has in store for us?
Takeo: I don't know...But, it might be interesting.
A/N: Sorry this was a really boring chapter, guys. Hell, I don't even think this story will be interesting for the next 2 chapters, but we'll see I cannot write a whole lot anymore because of school. {Thanks, Stambaugh...-_-} And I still gotta post a new chapter for Long-Time Reunion.
So, I might be a little preoccupied. Sorry.