A/N: Hey, everyone. These two chapters are very important to the story so read them well. Also, I've found a theme song for Lona! It is Starry Eyed by Ellie Goulding (Jakwob Remix). I thought it fit because the soft parts could just be Lona herself, but the wubbing could be when Samantha has control of her. Just a thought. You should try playing it towards the end for a cool effect. Enjoy!
Just outside of the food court, which caught Dempsey and Takeo's eyes, the tour was ending. In the front was the Doctor and behind the crowd was Nikolai, holding a half-empty bottle of vodka. The Russian was insanely uninterested as he pressed the tip of the bottle to his lips in thought. He was probably thinking about what he would do when he got home. Probably lay on his ass and sleep.
He wore a bulky, dark green coat and a pair of tattered blue jeans. His hands remained covered with black gloves, due to the fact that it was still freezing outside and he wanted to be able to hold his vodka. America's Winter was nothing compared to his homeland's. It was actually like summer to him, so he didn't bother with wearing the snow boots that Lona had gifted him and settled for his old, tattered boots. They were more comfortable anyway.
Richtofen was waltzing around comfortably in a thick sweater that had the Nazi symbol on his chest like he was Superman. Or Nazi-man. His jeans showed almost every curve of his legs, being held up onto his hips with a black and red studded belt. The new pair of ebony combat boots that Lona had gotten him for Christmas were his absolute favorite now as well. He'd left his white beanie in the car, not really caring for it.
The Doctor stayed with the tour guide as everyone left, flirting and making her giggle at his jokes. He knew he was handsome and using his charms was key if he wanted to get her into his lab for some extreme experimenting. He had accidentally killed his last patient and desired more. Milz also needed more brains to eat. Yeah, she was a cutie, but seeing her open ribcage would make her even cuter.
Nikolai noticed his two other comrades and joined them in the food court, taking a seat next to Milz and lying his head down on the table. Dempsey's blue eyes glared outside of the doorway, watching as Edward complimented the lady over and over. He hated how women thought he were cute and all that. He had no interest in a woman for himself, he just wanted more people to torture. The tour guide's cheeks glowed red as the Doctor slyly took her hand into his, locking their fingers together.
The American came to the rescue, getting up from his seat and stomping over to the couple. He grabbed Richtofen by one of his ears and tugged him towards the food court. The older male flailed and scratched but it was of no use to the American's strength. He extended an arm towards the woman outside of the food court and gave a shout.
"Call me!"
The tour guide responded by blowing a kiss his way before stepping off elsewhere. The Marine dropped the German onto the tiled floor and took his seat on the left side of his son, sighing inwardly. Richtofen climbed up and took a seat with the others next to Takeo, rubbing his now red left ear. He muttered something in German before giving a threat.
"I vill kill you someday, Dempsey!"
"You're not supposed to be chasing women for your sick fantasies! We have an important matter here, dipshit!" Dempsey spat, slamming his fist onto the table.
The Satanic other rolled his crazy azul eyes before popping the question.
"Vhat happened?"
Takeo explained everything he saw that night, from the yellow eyes to the golden mist. He put as much detail into it as possible, describing every little thing he could. As he finished his report, Richtofen placed a hand to his chin. This was out of the ordinary, but on the other hand, he did believe that Takeo was kinda crazy. He dismissed it all with a wave of the hand.
"It vas probably nozhing. You vere tired." the German placed his head onto the table, ignoring Tank's enraged scolding.
He reached his hand across the table and began playing with Milz's coffee locks, grabbing the boy's attention. The zomboy gave an adorable smile towards his father, finding that his fingers going through his hair was slightly ticklish. Ah, he was so cute.
Elsewhere, the tour guide from earlier stepped out of a bathroom stall and over to the sink, where she washed her hands under lukewarm water. She kept her eyes on the suds, her thoughts beginning to roam about the adorable German man she'd met earlier. She was surely going to call him. He was too cute not to. And that scar under his right eye? To die for!
The brown-haired woman tilted her head to look in the mirror and spotted a blonde behind her. She turned around in surprise, realizing that the other's eyes were glowing yellow. Her heart got caught in her throat when the supermodel grabbed her by her wrists and bit onto one of her fingers. The tour guide let out a scream and a white spirit seeped out of the model's mouth and into her's.
The blonde dropped to the floor unconsciously and the tour guide's jade eyes switched to a sunny yellow.
"This body is strange." she whispered. "But it'll have to do until I can distract them."
The woman picked up the slim, beautiful, model's limp body and moved it to a nearby bathroom stall, sitting it onto one of the seats. She closed the door behind her and left the restroom, taking a peek at the name tag on her left breast.
"Sarah." she read, making her way towards the food court.
Sarah leaned her head inside, watching the bickering German and American go at it with insults. She thought of an excuse and a lightbulb lit up above her head. With a sigh, the woman prepared herself. She rushed into the food court, purposely tripping over her own feet with fake haste. All five of the boys noticed her, turning their heads to her direction. The woman bent over, placing her hands onto her knees with fake panting.
"Somezhing zhe matter?" Richtofen wondered.
"D-do you guys own a-a... a sleek, gray car?!" Sarah stuttered, panting still.
"Ja, ve do. Vhy?"
"Y-your car's being... t-towed!"
Richtofen, Dempsey, Takeo and Nikolai jolted up and out of the food court, jumping down escalators and pushing past people, determined to make it to the parking lot. Milz was left alone and Sarah grabbed a seat next to him, petting his head lovingly. She flashed a smile at him, a yellow aura coming from his head and slithering up her arm. He was a source of power and what she relied on in order to avoid fading away from existence.
"Hello, Milly!"
"Hi... Samantha?"
Sarah's heart stopped. He could detect her now. This wasn't going to work well with her plans. Milz began to scoot away from her, terrified.
"No... go away..." he whimpered.
The tour guide grabbed him by his tiny wrists, pulling him over to her. The zomboy began to kick, attempting to wiggle away from the woman.
"Let go! I scared! Lemme go!"
Sarah began to get upset with his defiance. He was supposed to bow down to her, not fight back against her wishes. The undead child began to scream for help, desperate to escape. Heads turned their way and things were beginning to look suspicious. There was only one thing to do. The woman pointed a finger to the zomboy's forehead as he began to cry. A flicker of static flashed from her finger and shocked Milz.
Milz stopped his fighting and Sarah grinned evilly to herself, knowing what was to happen next. The toddler held his head in his hands and fell to the floor, shaking uncontrollably. The tour guide smirked, utterly satisfied. The tiny zombie had no idea what was happening to him. His vision became dark and he couldn't control his movements. He opened his mouth, baring his sharp teeth and gave a crazed scream, which echoed off of the walls, startling many.
Milz scratched at the tiled floors, cocking his head and pulling himself up into a standing position. Drool fell down his chin as his gaze turned to the people around him. He attacked, biting onto their legs, picking up chairs and throwing them across the room. Sarah got up from her seat and began her stride to the restroom as Milz began to wreak havoc among the innocent people.
The boy ran around, scratching at people and screaming in anger. He had lost control and was no longer sane. The people ran screaming, afraid of the boy who had sprinted out of the food court and followed them, bloodthirsty and insane. Visitors scattered, running for their lives as Milz picked up things twice his weight and tossed them across the museum.
The Veteran's arrived onto the 3rd floor, wondering why everyone was running by them. They looked at each other questionably and Richtofen was the first one to sprint forward, the other's following them. Their hearts stopped at what they saw. Milz, their own son, was attacking innocent people. He clawed and bit at them, screaming at the top of his lungs in anguish. Memories flashed into their heads and Dempsey reached for the handgun under his jacket... then, removed it. He could kill his own son. There had to be another way.
"Listen to me und shut up!" the Doctor shouted over the screams of scared people. "Nikolai und I will evacuate zhe 3rd floor! You two," he began, pointing at the American and Japanese. "Stop him und don't kill him!"
He took off, Nikolai following up. The tag team ran over to a souvenir store in which Milz was in. They closed the double doors behind them, locking their enraged son inside with them. The zomboy snarled at them, finding a steady source of flesh. He ran over to Dempsey, attacking his leg, but only earning himself a boot to the nose. Milz stumbled back, not surprised by the action and sprinted back in for another bite, but was grabbed by his ankle by Takeo who held him up and away from his face.
The child scratched at his exposed wrist but didn't break the skin. His nails weren't sharp enough and his teeth were dull. It was times like these when he were grateful for Richtofen's experienced grooming. But they still had to find a way to stop his fighting. Milz growled and snarled, drool dripping onto the floor.
A sleek, black handgun was tossed his way and he caught it with his free hand. His squinted eyes followed where the gun had flew from and he locked eyes with Dempsey who held out his hands, ready to catch the crazy zombie. The Samurai nodded in reply, a grin creeping onto his face. He tossed the boy up and then fired a shot from the gun, missing the child on purpose. The sound of the gun startled the boy as he fell into Dempsey's arms. He was put into a sleeper hold and began his screaming again, before passing out, closing his eyes.
Dempsey traded with Takeo, giving him the sleeping boy and taking his handgun back, slipping it back under his jacket. The two stepped beyond the doors and were met with an empty 3rd floor and two tired roommates. Nikolai was the first to catch them and sighed in relief to notice that the zomboy was only sleeping. Getting out was difficult, but they made it to their car and began the drive home, pondering what happened the entire way.
Sarah leaned her head back into the restroom, angry and majorly upset. The sound of heels clicking against the floor caused her to spin around. Lona stood before her, awake and alive. She had control of her body now and she was going to put up a fight before Samantha took it back.
"Awake, I see." the tour guide laughed, glaring into the model's galaxy eyes and crossing her arms over her chest.
"Stop whatever you're doing, little girl!" Lona screamed, stomping her foot.
"Shut up, puppet. You'll be mine again soon enough." Samantha cackled from inside the coffee-haired woman, amused by the blonde's shout.
"You're hurting Milz. Just stop it. He doesn't deserve it!"
The smile on Sarah's face faded and she glared daggers into Lona, angered by her words.
"Don't you know who I am? I am an all-powerful being! You will bow down to me!" she screamed, her short brown locks beginning to stand up on her head.
"As if! You're just some insane little girl that's bent on revenge!"
"I am not a little girl anymore! Now shut your mouth, you insect!" Sarah's eyes flared orange and Lona was slightly taken aback, but she stood her ground.
"No! Leave them a-" the model was cut off as the tour guide gripped her neck, choking the life from her.
"You will be silent... Once and for all." Samantha threatened, flowing her way out of the tour guide's body and into Lona's.
The blonde fought back against the girl, but was weak as control left her body, but she could still see the world around her. She had to watch Milz suffer more and more. Lona silently apologized to the Veterans, realizing that she was doing this to them and there was nothing she could do about it. She could only watch. Samantha fixed herself up, standing to her feet in the model's body. She removed the hands that were around her neck and dragged Sarah to a stall where she drowned the unconscious body in a toilet. The angrier she got, the longer she held the head down in the water. The bubbles stopped.
'You will obey me. All of you.'