The humming stopped. Lay and Dindin pulled Ruse's limp body out of the teleporter
Lay looked around, "Where the hell are we?"
"Damn if I know..." Din replied.
Suddenly Watt appeared. "Were some lucky SOBs aren't we?"
Lay looked at him. "Why?"
"We teleported into a base..."
"No shit! We knew that from the start of the mission." Lay replied.
"I know, I know…" Watt stuttered "But this base has a medical bay for Ruse, and Ironwedge has taken command of the base, also they haven't spotted a zombie around this base for ages, so I think were safe here."
Din replied before Lay could, "Shut up, man! You're going to jinx us..."
The intercom came on. Ironwedge spoke, "Alpha Squad, come to the command center immediately, there's..." he exhaled "there's something on the radar."
The three looked at each other.
"Shit!"
"Oh, C'mon!"
"God Damn it!"
Watt looked at them. "Well, I better go. I'll meet you two at command." he began to walk away but stopped. "Is he conscious?"
Lay looked down at Ruse, "No, I don't think so."
Ruse mumbled something then vomited.
Lay grabbed Ruse's head and lifted up, "C'mon, don't give in, c'mon." he whispered.
Din looked at Lay, "He'll be fine, trust me."
Lay looked at Ruse, "I know, I know." he sighed.
The two then lifted Ruse up and carried his limp body down the dark hallway leaving a small trail of blood behind them.
He felt his torso, but felt nothing. He looked at his hands and they were stained with blood. A dark figure with a fiery blue heart stood over him and he began to fall. He fell faster and faster. The sun was bright and the wind was so powerful he couldn't open his eyes. Sand hit his face with such force it stung. It was a joyous yet terrible feeling but it didn't matter because it would all be over soon.
Ruse woke up screaming. He was in a steel room. It was clean, too clean. He tried to get out of his cot but he couldn't move his leg.
A spartan walked in, "I see, or heard you woke up." He chuckled. He was gray and white and wearing E.O.D armor.
Ruse looked at him. "Not to be rude, but who the hell are you and where the hell am I?"
The spartan chuckled, "I see the anesthetic makes you fussy" he chuckled again "I'm and I'm the one who stitched your leg up."
Ruse looked at his leg, "What happened to my leg?"
Silvercloud chuckled "Oh, you had a severe laceration on the back of your knee, you'll be unable to move for a while but in a couple hours you should be up and running like normal." he chuckled again, "Oh, yes I also found a parasitic substance in your wound, it was infecting your tissue cells, it might have came off of the blade of your attacker's weapon, sort of like an arrow dipped in poison."
Ruse swayed his head back and forth and fell back into his cot, "Where are my friends... I mean my squad?"
The doctor chuckled, "Oh, you have a very loyal squad, they carried you here. They were called to the command center, something about the radar, maybe?"
Ruse froze, "Zombies..." he hissed, he stared into nothing while he said it.
Silvercloud looked at him, and chuckled, "There's the anesthetic talking." he chuckled again, "No, infected specimens have been seen around this base for quite some, I think we're safe." He began to chuckle but was cut off by Ruse.
"No, there are zombies in this base and I know it, and no matter how hard or how many times you chuckle, they ain't going away!" The anesthetic had fully worn off now.
They stared at each other for a few seconds when the sounds of gun shots broke their gaze.
Suddenly, green claws ripped between the steel doors and began pushing them apart.
Silvercloud reached for his magnum under his desk, and whispered "Oh god..."
The zombie now had enough room to fit his arms in.
Ruse tried to stand up but fell off his cot. He began to crawl towards the doctor. He was terrified, but he didn't show it. He was defenseless and injured. It was his worst nightmare.
The zombie could now fit his head and torso in through the doors, in a few more seconds he would have the doors into their locked positions and a clear attack on the doctor and Ruse.
Ruse looked at the doctor then at the magnum, "Shoot!" he screamed, but Silvercloud just stood there, petrified.
There was a snapping sound and the zombie hit the ground with a thud. The steel doors then slammed shut cutting the zombie in two at the waist.
The doors opened and Lay walked in, he looked at the zombies corpse, kicked its head and said "To bad you had to split..." he then looked at Ruse and Silvercloud and said "Hey, how you feeling dumbass?"
Ruse snorted and shook his head, "Fine, you?"
"Oh, same old, same old, killin' zombies, savin' your sorry ass, killin' some more zombies."
The doctor fell back into his chair, "I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me..."
"Fear, maybe?" Ruse said sarcastically
Lay looked at Silvercloud's magnum, and started yelling, "There aren't even any bullets in that gun! Even if you did shoot nothin' would'a happened! If you didn't shoot you would'a still died! Either way without me you guys were fucked!"
"Calm down." Ruse said quietly.
Ironwedge came into the medical bay. "Doctor, Lay, Ruse" He nodded after saying each name, "Uh, General, I was checking the radio trackers we planted on the last two missions and uh, it seems that we uh, might have left someone behind, on the metal structure. You know the one where we lost General Chez."
Ruse looked at him, "But we were the last survivors off of that structure."
"Well it seems we added one to many to our death toll."