Do We Have A Deal?

110 6 3
                                    

The next morning was rather awkward to say the least, as everyone passed the time killing zombies by day and working on, what Isabella assumed was the 'easter egg', when they had a moment in between waves.

Since their encounter last night, Isabella had stayed far away from the German doctor. Luckily, he seemed to want nothing to do with her either as they all continued on with their normal routines, too occupied with slaughtering the undead to worry about anything trivial...

No one can ever know... Isabella realized, too absorbed in her thoughts on the matter to notice exactly where she was running. If Tank ever finds out then Richtofen won't have to worry about the zombies trying to beat him to death... She thought grimly, thinking of what the Marine might do to the crazy doctor.

Tch, why the fuck am I worried about what happens to him anyway?! Isabella asked herself suddenly, pausing to take in her surroundings and realizing she wasn't anywhere near her teammates anymore.

She had followed the underground path to the power room, moving forward cautiously as she heard the tell tale sounds of gunfire coming from above the dirt ceiling. Isabella crept forward into the shadowy room, listening closely for the sounds of the undead as a large flash of lightning caused her to jump in surprise. The world began to spin suddenly as she closed her eyes, willing the sickening teleportation-like sensation away, wondering what the hell was going on...

 The world began to spin suddenly as she closed her eyes, willing the sickening teleportation-like sensation away, wondering what the hell was going on

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

Opening her eyes a few seconds later, she gasped aloud as she realized instantly where she was. The multiple television monitors and operating chair gave it away instantly as her panicked gaze fell on the tray full of sharp tools on the table close by. 

At least I'm not in the chair this time... Isabella realized, backing up slowly while scanning the room for anyone else. She felt the knob of the metal door behind her as she tried desperately to open it, cursing lowly as it refused to budge.

"Son of a bitch-"

"It's no use..." A tiny voice from the shadows said calmly, making the dark haired woman spin around in surprise.

"Hello again Isabella~" Samantha sang almost cheerfully, waving to the girl in front of her as though she were a close friend. She emerged from the darkness, smiling sweetly as Isabella backed up against the wall behind her, a glare on her face as she gave the small child in front of her a suspicious look. 

What is this shit? She thought, unsure of what to say and very confused by all this. It has to be a trap or something...

"You are wondering why I'm not attacking you, right?" Samantha questioned with a laugh as Isabella stared back silently.

"Well, you have tried to kill me once or twice..." Izzy growled, sounding quite bitter as the demon girl picked up on this.

"I'd like to put our differences aside... For now." Samantha explained, watching the dark haired woman's face carefully as she continued to speak. "I need your help..."

Those Who Slay Together, Stay TogetherWhere stories live. Discover now