it's me, back with chapter two! please enjoy, cause i combined like 4 chapters together to make this long!
Disclamer: i do not own any of the characters in this story other then Alison. Claire and Mya do not belong to me either! Nazi Zombies is owned by Treyarch...
"A-Ali? Ali! Shit, she loosing blood fast… It would be great if I had help right now." He mumbled. As if on cue, Takeo and Nikolai came walking through one of the doors. Takeo was supporting the drunken Russian helping him down the steps. Still not aware of what had happened, Takeo began to speak. "Did you tell him where the Vod-" the word was cut off as he noticed Tank was on the floor next to Alison's bleeding body. He dropped Nikolai and ran to the two figures on the floor. "Tank, what happened to Alison?" the Japanese man kneeled next to Dempsey, who stiffened at the sudden company. "I… I don't know. I was in the theater with Nikolai, then she screamed, and ….and it happened so fast!" each word was difficult to say, and almost refused to come out. Takeo nodded then paused. "Look, it Edward's knife! This hurt Ali, da?" Both Tank and Takeo looked at Nikolai, who was holding the damn Nazi's combat knife. That bastard is gonna pay.
Richtofen winced at the sound of Dempsey's yell. For an American he could yell pretty damn loud, but that was expected. Of course he wouldn't kill the poor girl, she just…. implicated… things for him. Why didn't she just keep her mouth shut like his other patients did? Even though her scream had made every nerve ending in his body feel like a live wire, why? He poked his head out of the upstairs doorway and saw the Marine and the Jap looking at the Russian. What was he holding that was captivating them? The Doctor squinted to see what was so damn interesting, only he didn't find it interesting at all, he found it criminating. It was his knife, his fucking combat knife! 'Nein, this… this isn't possible!' He was too scared to move. What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?
'KillHer KillHer KillHer KillHer KillHer KillHer KillHer KillHer KillHer KillHer KillHer KillHer KillHer KillHer KillHer KillHer!' The voices knew what to do; unfortunately Richtofen was too mesmerized to notice Dempsey staring straight at him. He was snapped out of his trance by shouts that weren't his, Dempsey's, nor the voices. "Dempsey don't! He's the only Doctor here!" The only thing Richtofen could do was back away (into a corner) to escape the Marine. He thought 'Shit!' and was met by Tank's fist colliding with his jaw.
"You fucking sadistic Nazi bastard, I'm gonna fucking kill you!" Tank punched Edward in the face again, only harder than before. Each hit that connected was drawing blood from fresh wounds. The Doctor only laughed at the pain, he loved every second of it. "You fucking psycho, you killed Ali! You fucking killed her!" His hits never missed their target; he just wanted to beat the Doc to a bloody pulp, only his teammates wouldn't let that happen. Nikolai and Takeo both grabbed Dempsey around his chest and pulled him off of the scrawny man. He felt the tears welling up in his eyes, but he refused to let the Nazi get his wish to see him cry. Tank backed up and ran out of the room into the theater and plopped down in the teleporter. He gave into his emotions and cried. He cried for Alison, who was hurt because of him, he cried because he almost killed his only chance at saving Alison (although she would have done the same), and he cried because he needed to. "Don't cry its okay." A cheerful little voice squealed. He looked up to see a girl standing in front of him. "That's better marine, cheer up!" Something about her reminded him of Alison, the hair; black, her clothes; all black. Every single little detail about her reminded him of her, except her eyes, which were blood-red. Tank stared at the girl questioningly, and began to speak. "Who a-are y-you?" he asked. "Oh, my name's Mya, and your name?" She stuck her hand out to help him up of the filthy and bloodied floor. "Tank, Tank Dempsey U.S Marines." With that they turned and walked out of the theater.
Alison winced at the pain in her left arm. "Oww, what the fuck happened?" What had happened to her? Something cool was being wrapped around her left arm, only now she realized her outer jacket was missing and only her tank top was on her torso, while Takeo sat next to her, silently wrapping her wound in gauze. "HOLY SHIT!" she shrieked and fell onto the floor. This couldn't have gotten any worse.
Tank walked out of the theater into the lobby with Mya following him, only to notice another girl sitting on one of the beaten and torn couches. The girl was wearing a red jacket with a white stripe on each arm, American flag colored plaid shorts, and pink and white DC's. Her hair was a chestnut brown color, her eyes a hazel hue, and she wore black glasses. "Hey, who are you?" The mystery girl looked up at him and Mya. "My name's Claire." said the girl. She stood up. She was very thin, but tall. Claire offered her hand out to shake, but neither did. They just stared at her, until heard a voice in the distance yell "HOLY SHIT!" Tank's ears perked up at the voice. "Ali? Ali's alive!" he muttered to himself. He started running in the direction of the yell, Mya and Claire both following like lost puppies. He ran up the staircase and back downstairs to the Speed Cola room, where Takeo, Nikolai, and the fucking Nazi were. As soon as Dempsey saw her she was back in his loving embrace. Tank pressed his lips against Alison's who kissed back hard. It seemed so perfect, so simple, only it could never be simple, not with the situation they were in. Breathlessly Mya and Claire finally caught up and were now downstairs with the others, only to notice the two kissing marines in the center of the room. Well, this was….awkward. Takeo and Nikolai were just rubbing the backs of their heads, Richtofen, although tied is a chair, was facing away laughing, while the two other girls giggled. Claire broke the silence. "AHEM!" Tank and Ali separated and both turned beet red. There was a thick silence in the air, until Dempsey turned to Richtofen and spoke.
"Alright kraut, what the hell are so important about these radios that you tried to kill Ali?" Tank grabbed the Doctor's throat harshly. Alison glanced warily over at the Nazi, who was obviously in extreme pain. Claire and Mya stood with her, as well as Nikolai and Takeo. Edward looked into those cobalt blue eyes, biting back a scream of pain, and forced out the words. "Nothing of your concern shtupid American!" He spit in Dempsey's face, giggling as he did. Ali walked over to Richtofen and bitch slapped him across the face. Claire and Mya looked at her in total disbelief as he stared in shock. "Sie Deutsch Schwien!" She went to hit him again but Nikolai stopped her arm mid swing. Tank looked at Nikolai and nodded twoards Alison, who wrapped his arms around the pettite girl and dragged her off. She fought to free herself from the Soviet, who just held her tighter. "Dammit Tank! Let me go Nikolai! I wanna teach his Nazi ass a lesson not to ever fuck with a marine!" she yelled. "Nikolai, put me down! Mya, Claire, anyone, help! Please don't let him take me!" They all stared at her, except for Richtofen, who knew his plan had worked.
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