COD Zombies short stories

Fallen ( Tank X Reader)

( I have a crazy idea for this one so yeah... Hope you guys enjoy and I hope it's not as sad as it may sound in my head... Make sure to slap that vote button and comment telling me who you want to see next! Talk to ya guys later! BAI!)
Fallen ( Tank X Reader)
You stare at the sky from outside the soviet space station. The breeze bit at your face as if trying to claw it's way into you. You were use to it.
So, You continued laying there just staring. Staring at anything imaginable. Takeo always saying how warriors souls ended up in the stars seemed to cause you to stare more intently hoping to see them. To see anything really, anything living instead of the undead you are use to.

Maybe you were staring at the moon. The place where a base full of who knows what still existed. Or, maybe you were staring at consolations. Orians Belt, The Big Dipper or how about The Big Dippers sibling The Little Dipper? Tank always said that it was a battle field. It was where all who died in a war ended up.

But, Nikolai always spoke of how it was a safe haven for all who ended in the same fates. The ones who died serving their country. The ones who died from the battle in their country... All sorts of things like that.

Maybe, you were just lost. Lost in thought? Or lost from all the things that have been happening. Maybe, you were lost because of the thought of where you all would sooner or later end up...
Richtofan always talked of such a place. The place all of us would go if you were put into Samantha's game. The Aither...

Richtofan and Nikolai were gone. Both died trying to save each other. They weren't going to let the other die alone... They both would never forgive themselves....

After a while from their deaths, Takeo was cornered. He couldn't find a way out and even with Tanks help and yours, Takeo could not be saved...
" I will die an honorable death!" Exclaimed Takeo shooting at the undead corpes.

That always was ringing through your head. Takeo died an honorable death but that doesn't mean he should have died so soon. It was certain you missed him and the others, but you had to focus on the task at hand. That was keeping Tank safe.

Tank was the only one you had left. All of the guys were like brothers to you and Tank was the last remaining supporter you had. He means the world to you....

" Hey ( Y/N)! You need anything?" Asks Tank from the room next door. You shake your head.

" I should be good Tank!" You reply still staying in the position you've been for the past 10 minutes.
You sigh still laying as if lifeless on the ground. You are glad Tank was worrying about you. It makes you always smile when you see the look on his face if you were training a horde of zombies or if you were in a tight spot. But, you always got out of those tight spots...

You would always give Tank heart attacks from the close calls but with a reassuring smile he would always go back to his normal self.
This time though, you knew you wouldn't be so lucky.
As you always did you trained the zombies. Unluckily, they did something they weren't suppose to do. They came in a surrounding wave.
Your eyes grew wide as you tried shooting your way for an opening. You took hits upon hits from diffrent zombies still not going down. A large gash  imprinted on your forehead from the arms that swing at you. Blood covering your face and soon your arms from more claws and scratches.

You couldn't stay up much longer. You began to become a bit tired from all that was going on. The blood loss, the constant hits of undead creatures smacking down on you, tearing you apart. Its only a matter of time before you collapsed.

All you can see is red. Your vision soon enough started to blurr. But, you thought nothing of it. All you could think about was Tank. What would happen to Tank if you were to join Takeo, Nickolai and Richtofan? You couldn't leave him. At least not now.

"(Y/N)!" Calls Tank. His voice sounds far away when in reality he was closing in. Following him were the zombies you were training.
"T...Tank?" You call out in more of a question. You see tears streaming down his face. Tank has never cried. He's never let his figure really be compromised.

" I'm here (Y/N)! Just don't go anywhere! Im going to save you!" Helplessly yells Tank. You smile a weak smile to him before coughing up some blood.
" T-Tank, R....Run..." You whisper out. He continues toward you. Your vision slowly grew a deeper shade of red darkening and becoming blurrier.

Tank continued to randomly turn around and gun down the zombies. There was still to many. You knew it and he probably knew it to. He is desperate. Desperate enough to make sure you survived when in reality, you knew you weren't going to make it. Nor would Tank if he attempted to save you.

He continues trudging. The horde of zombies growing closer and closer to Tank. You bite your bottom lip as tears threatened to fall. The limp feeling in your body begins setting in.

Tank is with you. He put your head in his lap. He protected you taking the zombies full fury.
You hated yourself for this. He is taking all the pain and you couldn't do anything. Soon, the tears began to stream down your face. Tank never wanted to see you so sad though. He quickly wiped away your tears. He knew this would be both of your guys last stand. He was just glad to be with you on the last days of this earth.

You could not do anything to help him. You couldn't protect the one you loved the most. You could only sit there in helpless humiliation as the onslaught continues.

You couldn't help him