October 28th, 1945

Group 935 Base Of Operations "Waffenfabrik Der Riese"

Gunfire, Guts, and a lot of zombies…

The unorthodox group of 4 had stood atop the treacherous platform. Gunfire and screams echoed throughout the zombie creeping facility which had surrounded them; as one of the group members spoke out,

"RICHTOFEN, IS THIS REALLY GONNA' WORK?!"

This was none other than Tank Dempsey; a trademark American hero, now lost with his cracking alliance and sanity with the newly made group around him. He was blasting the zombie threat swarming them with a Thompason M1A1 with a smile forming on his face.

"Silence mein astute little Dempsey; I've done zis countless times before in mien head."

Thus spoke 'The Butcher' Edward Richtofen himself, as the German played around with an alien looking 'weapon' he trademarked the 'wunderwaffe'. It was noticeably beginning to spark as he kept toying with it. All the while he couldn't contain his laughter…

"The undead forces approach; I fear we may not live to see the day."

Japanese Captain Takeo Masaki interjected; aiding Tank in blasting away the waves of corpses which desperately charged at them using his newly acquired MP-40. He was in a similar spot to Dempsey in regards to their unexpected alliance, yet he fought for honor and for the emperor.

"Everyone shaddup. This is a biiiig emergency, I'm going to run out of vodka!"

The drunk Russian, Nikolai Belinsky somehow managed to aid in suppressing the horde of zombies rushing them with his PPSh. He was more focused on getting even more drunk though.

The sparks emitting from the wunderwaffe began to turn into furious blazes of electricity; as the blaring sound of the buzzing grew more and more potent with each switch flicked by the playful hands of Richtofen. The group couldn't focus on the event as the zombies began to overpower their combined gunfire..

"And flick zat, and zis… and zat…. aaaaaaaaaaaaand done! Auf Wiedersehen mein little playthings!" Richtofen waved goodbye to the zombie hordes which were steps away from jumping onto the group in unison, before shooting the teleporter beneath them with the supercharged blast of power.

A blue light surrounded the group as the teleporter had begun to whirr and spin beneath them.

The zombies around them began to shake uncontrollably as the electricity chained against them turning them all into piles of ashy bits of flesh.

To everyone's combined surprise however, they were still at the facility. But the zombies were just corpses now. Well, it's a step up.

The advanced gadget which Richtofen held was no longer sparking full of electricity, but now almost lifeless and lacking any color.

"Hm….. zat's veird… usually ve do ze teleporty-thingy right about now…." Richtofen pondered looking down at the teleporter while scratching his head.

"So…. basically you're telling me, WE ARE STUCK HERE?!" Dempsey was the first to yell at Richtofen, which was something the entire group was used to at this point.

"B-But; How am I supposed to get more vodka?!" Nikolai began to weep; instantly getting ignored collectively.

"You drunken buffoon, can you think about anything else but vodka?!" Takeo decided to unleash his frustration out onto the Russian.

"Hey! Is not my fault vodka is best thing ever." Nikolai quickly retaliated before somehow changing the brunt of his words onto Richtofen,

"German you need to fix before I get more sober." The drunk burped out.

"Don't vurry mein allies, I'm sure zis is juuuust a temporal anomaly caused by a very teensy little flux ouv element 115. I promise ve'll be teleported safely to our next destination very soon." Richtofen explained casually, to the nearly passed out Nikolai and annoyed Dempsey.

"Or… ve could all die painful and horrifying dea-" Suddenly the entire group was surrounded by blue light again, teleporting and screaming, besides Richtofen, who was laughing maniacally.

"AGHHHH I HATE YOU RICHTOFEN!" Depsey yelled out; music to the mad doctor's ears.

"Oh fuck; I'm going to hurl!" Nikolai held his mouth with his hands as they were teleporting.

"W-WHY ARE YOU LOOKING IN MY DIRECTION RUSSIAN!?" Takeo yelled out, more worried about what Nikolai was about to do than the teleportation.

October 28th? 2$&#%

Kingdom of Lagunica

Swords, stone, and a whole lotta make-believe

A glorious flash of lightning had struck down onto the otherwise peaceful kingdom; the booming sound which erupted had caused several of the citizens to jump in shock and surprise, as they all turned to look at where the crash had come from.

In front of a gigantic waterfall surrounded by various rocky and wooden buildings and stands there was a large fume of blinding smoke emerging. 5 faint black silhouettes could be seen through the smoke. As the suspense had grown ever higher in the crowd beginning to form around them.

"T-They must be powerful magic users…" a voice in the crowd called out.

"Y-Yeah, I wonder what they are doing making an entrance like that…" Another followed

Finally, the smoke cleared. In it's place stood 5 mysterious individuals, all male and wearing incredibly strange clothes.

There was a boy, he looked maybe 19 or 20 years old and he seemed as shocked and confused as the crowd around him. He wore what seemed to be some kind of jacket or tracksuit; to the people it looked like a strange robe.

Beside the boy was where the real intrigue was though, as there were 4 older looking men perhaps all in their 40s-50s wearing even stranger clothes.

They were battle-scarred, covered in what looked like soot and blood along with several noticeable tears and scratch marks all over. Each one of them had a unique outfit, consisting of similar gray and brown coloring.

"Is that… blood?!" A member out the crowd called out pointing at one of them.

"W-Wait… what's the yellow stuff on the one with the weird looking hat?" Someone pointed out.

Takeo could only stare at Nikolai with contempt and suppressed anger, as he just returned a goofy drunk smile.

The crowd began to burst out into wild speculation before,

"Alright, Alright, Everyone settle down now!" one of the men with a weird accent had stepped up holding up his hands to the crowd and snapping his fingers.

Slowly, the crowd began to go silent.

"*Ahem*… Mein name iz doctor Edvard Richtofen, and zees frauleins are my associates." The german introduced himself turning to his 'associates',

"Everyone, please go ahead und introduce yourselves." He stared at them.

"Sup, name's Dempsey; Tank Dempsey. And I'm here to kick some meat-bag ass! That's right ya' fucking gut slugs! COME GET SOME YA' PANZEES! OOORAH!" The pumped up soldier began to shout nonsense.

Somehow after that introduction it felt like the crowd got even quieter before another one of the men had stepped up,

"I am Takeo Masaki, emissary of the great emperor. But do not be mistaken; I am filled with great dishonor to be associated with these bafoons! Particularly the Russian." The more 'sane' one had introduced.

"Eh? What the fuck you say Takeo?! If I wasn't drunk I would kick your ass right now…. *Burp* Oh shit is my turn? I am Nikolai uhhh and I love vodka! Do I get prize now?" Nikolai had managed to say something at-least.

"Very good. Now, I'm sure you are all very confused; But vest assured! As I am a brilliant doctor, I shall take ze liberty of explaining vaught is going on here. So-"

The German was interrupted by the boy who they all seemed to somehow ignore standing next to them.

"Uh, sorry to ruin your moment and everything nazi guy; but you do realize i'm here too, right?" He spoke up.

The German slowly turned and fixated his eyes onto the boy, tilting his head at him curiously and squinting his eyes.

"Um; I'm fairly certain ve didn't bring along any teenagers from Waffenfabrik. Anything else you'd like to say before I continue my very important speech tiny Takeo?" He blinked at him.

"T-Tiny?! W-Well Yeah there is a few things I wanna say, actually!" The boy had now grown a little annoyed at the German who was unphased by his reaction.

"I will not be profiled by you so easily German!" The scornful Takeo announced,

"Okay, Vaughtever. Just keep in mind I have other sings to do besides babysit. Zough I'm pretty experienced after dealing vith zese vaunes." He turned to the group giggling devilishly only receiving cold looks.

"Ok well, my name is Natsuki Subaru and I've been summoned to another world by a beautiful goddess I'm yet to meet. And I'm willing to bet that some of you can help m-"

Subaru didn't realize that the crowd was long gone at this point.

"W-Wait where did everyone go?!" He lashed out

He soon heard his answers….

"So it's just some comedy skit huh?"

"What a waste of time."

"Buncha' weirdos."

The crowd was dissipated and only filled with disappointed glares from the few who stayed by; who shortly left after his introduction.

"NOOOOOO! I was just about to gather critical information! ZA SWEET SUCCULENT INFORMATION I NEEDED…..Oh vell, let's get moving mein friends!" The German yelled out randomly quickly preparing for the next quest as his group of lunatics shortly followed.

"W-Wait! Where are you guys going?!" Subaru quickly caught up with them cutting the German leader off.

"Look kid, it's best you stay away from us; unless you wanna get covered in zombie guts… or Richtofens guts or… Nikolai's fluids." Dempsey answered the boy before Richtofen could.

"DA! Is very sensual experience to be covered in fluids! My 3rd wife could tell you if she wasn't bitch. Takeo can probably tell you too, hehe." Nikolai randomly added getting another hateful look from Takeo who was still covered in vomit.

"Uh… Look guys I don't know just WHAT is wrong with you all but… did you all get summoned to another world like me? Because if you did we should probably stick together." Subaru quickly summerized.

"Hmmmm, you know now zat you mention it; I did find it a bit strange how you phrased zat earlier. Since ve probably von't be here much longer I suppose it vouldn't hurt to ask about." Richtofen calmly retorted.

"But first; you must agree to ze terms und conditions, ja? Term number vaun, you vill not bother us again after zis; Term number two, you vill consent to involuntary human experimentation, and term number three, you vill not vaste my precious time. Ja?" The German stared into the boy.

"Uhhhhh… you know what I think I left my bag back at the fountain… I'll catch you guys later…" The boy walked away uncomfortably.

"*Sigh* And just like zat he has vasted my time flawlessly." Richtofen chuckled.

"Maybe if you weren't such a freak-bag nazi he would't have ran away Kraut-Tofen." Dempsey smirked at his comment a little causing Richtofen's small smile to instantly vanish.

"Ugh; I hate you Dempsy. You alvays make everything soooooo boooooring with all zat American talk. Remind me to zap you in your little head vith ze wunderwaffe after zis."

"I decide to remind you to get Nikolai vodka now instead." Nikolai cut in.

"Ve'll find you some vodka my sweet little Russian; but first ve need to find a source of power! Ze wunderwaffe needs to be recharged. It's odd that I haven't seen even a single source in all of our time here." Richtofen began to ponder to himself.

"Could it be we have traversed not only through space, but also through time? This may just be a warning from my ancestors." Takeo theorized.

"Time travel? Huh, you know I guess that DOES explain why everyone here is wearing such weird clothes. And I think I saw some guys carrying around swords and stuff; maybe their your guys Takeo." Dempsey insighted.

"Yes… It vould explain ze lack of power sources in ze area; as vell as the strange looking architecture and infrastructure of this place." Richtofen agreed with his ally.

"Um, I'm not hearing alot of words that sound like vodka." Nikolai wondered.

TO BE CONTINUED

Sup, I haven't contributed a lot of progress to "Emperor's Takeover" in a while and for some reason felt like writing this little thing in the meantime. I decided to because I really like Re:Zero Crossover stories and especially love utilizing stuff I feel is underutilized when it comes to crossovers. Which leads to this fic, which I think actually could be very promising; much like how Emperor's Takeover is starting to look behind the scenes. What I mean by 'Under-Utilized' is more so me saying these characters from this fandom, particularly our favorite Ultimus zombies crew from COD (And of course, Re:Zero as well) . I think I've only read 1 story which does it the best, and that has to be "So Called Heros" Which was one in the RWBY universe. Obviously this Fic is going to be a lot less serious than 'Emperor's Takeover', but I hope it will be enjoyable nonetheless.

Thanks for reading; Expect more soon(Maybe-ish college is hitting hard now)