Well I'm back from a huge, HUGE, hiatus on here. But, I've updated this and I am working on a bunch of Assassin's Creed stories.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Nazi Zombies characters, Claire, or Mya. But I do own Alison.


Tank stared into nothingness as the screams faded away in the distance. The silence in the room was thick like fog, no one daring to break the silence. "Ahem, but what was the point of that, American?' Takeo spoke up first. "You wouldn't know would you, you stupid Jap!" Tank was furious. "I guess you wouldn't considering all you do is ramble about honor and how dishonorable we all are!" He turned and stormed out of the room towards his bedroom, leaving Edward, Claire, Mya, and Takeo standing in the room alone. "You two girls stay here. I wirr go talk to Tank and calm him down." Takeo then followed the angry American towards his room. A good five minutes of silence passed before Claire spoke up. "Hey Mya, you thinking what I'm thinking?" She gestured towards the Nazi, who was lightly snoring, probably from stress and exhaustion. Mya nodded. "Let's teach this Nazi bitch a lesson." Mya walked over to him while Claire undid the ropes tying him to the chair. She nodded to Mya that she was finished and then stood up and took her place next to the other girl. When they were ready for the fight, Mya bitch slapped Edward across the face leaving a big red handprint where she hit. "Nien! Vat the hell vas zhat for!" Edward jerked upright in his seat, his hand flinching towards the stinging pain on his face. The two girls smirked at him, both cracking their knuckles at him. His eyes widened in surprise, his mouth gaping open struggling to find the right words. The Doctor couldn't speak. "Well, well, is the little Nazi scared of two little girls? Richtofen stood up and looked at the two girls standing not to far away from him. "Nein, zhe Doctor is not scared of two little girls." The Doctor looked at them before turning his head in disgust. "That was a bad move Kraut…. a very bad move." Claire dashed towards him and smirked as her fist connected with Richtofen's jaw, a moan of pleasure escaping his lips. She giggled at the fact that she had the Nazi in the palm of her hand, and that she and Mya could end him at any time they pleased. "So Richtofen, what's with these radios?" Mya asked, now walking towards the two. He stiffened at the question, shifting his weight onto his left leg uneasily. "Nothing of your concern, girl." He spit through his teeth. The words were meant to scare them, but had the opposite effect instead. Noticing the combat knife on the table, Claire picked it up and grabbed the German's uniform coat, pressing the cold steel of the blade against his bare skin. She looked into his emerald green eyes. Those cold, unfeeling eyes that had seen so many people suffer, had let him see their suffering, now stared back showing signs of fear. "If I were you Doc… I'd answer the goddamn question. Because I WILL fucking end you no questions asked." She pushed a little harder with the blade just to prove her point. "Ja, ja. I get ze point. The radios are Doctor Maxis' radio diaries, and could possibly tell us vhy ve are here, how to escape, and so on and so forth…" he trailed off. The room was quiet for what seemed like an eternity, until three sets of footsteps could be heard on the steps. Claire looked towards the sound, and seeing Dempsey, Nikolai, and Takeo dropped the knife and quickly rejoined Mya. Tank came up to Richtofen, grabbing his collar and slamming his fragile body into a wall. "What did you do to her Richtofen?" He repeatedly slammed him into the wall, hearing sickening cracks in his body. Tears streamed down his face as he held the Doctor. "Why? Why my Alison?" he muttered over and over. Dempsey let go of the Nazi and let his limp body hit the floor. Nikolai turned to Mya. "You…. Mya, Claire. Here, you slap real good, earn some Vodka." He smiled lightly and tossed a half full bottle of Vodka to Mya and Claire, who just blushed in response. "Russian Bear has that effect on all the women." Still smiling Nikolai turned and walked off. Maybe this wasn't so bad, maybe just maybe…. The thought drifted carelessly until Tank's ears perked up at a scream. A scream he knew all to well. That's when the power cut off, and they were left standing in utter darkness.


Please R&R, I'd really appriciate it.