"GO GO GO- NO!!!" I scream at my TV that reads 'You have survived 31 rounds'. That was the first time I've ever made it that far on Origins! Hell, it's the farthest I've ever made on zombies period. Ugh, Call of Duty stresses me out when it should be doing the opposite; it's should make me forget my stresses for a while. My sorrowful thoughts are interrupted by my friend laughing really hard. He's almost wheezing. "What's so funny?" I pout feeling like he's making fun of me.
"YOU, of all people, died!" He teased before laughing again.
"Shuddup, Cameron," I mumble, slightly disappointed in myself. I really wanted this to be a long game. Okay.. a longer game.
"Listen, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel bad; You did a great job carrying us." I laugh at that. Out of all my friends on the PlayStation, I'm the one that knows where everything is, where to get stuff, and how to get us out of sticky situations. Black Ops 2 Zombies is my religion. Obviously, my "religious practices" didn't come into play this game.
I smile in pride, "Thank you. You are forgiven." We both chuckle, "but I'm going to bed. It's late, so you should too."
"Yeah, yeah, mom." He teases before we say our goodbyes.
I lean back onto my bed thinking about Origins. Sometimes, I wish I could meet the original four. Wouldn't that be fucking awesome? Having Dempsey being an asshole, but all in good fun. Having conversations with Takeo about how much we hate people. Even though I know nothing about alcohol, talking to Nikolai about Vodka. Now that I think about it, that's 1.0 Nikolai. Lastly, meeting the Richtofen who hadn't had a mental break with reality. I sigh. Only in my dreams.. I think as I drift off unintentionally.
Little did I know...
Hi all,
I have decided to discontinue this book, so it is not finished. (Read at your own risk) I'm going to be rewriting it from the beginning, in hopes to improve it greatly.
It will be uploaded as a brand new book so feel free to check it out, please be aware it might differ slightly from this book as it is only taking inspiration from it
Many thanks for all the reads this book has brought and with high hopes for the rewrite i bid you goodbye
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Everything seemed to go silent as I heard them breaking through the door before anyone else, adrenaline pumped through my body as i jumped up and pulled out my machete. i ran over to help the group protect the others but realised that there was too many zombies to take on , my heart beating so fast, i turned around, grabbed Rose and went running over to the window. i looked down and saw the breath taking jump to the next building making me fear what was coming next and that was our only escape. i turned around, slicing a zombies head right off its neck , protecting Wen from getting bitten. As she swung her axe right over my head , hitting another zombie square in the head, sending a spray of blood all over the back of me.
"We have to jump!" i screamed at everyone at the top of my lungs, i looked around to find at least 75% of our group either eaten or eating some one else. i knew i was being too slow in making my decisions, but all i could concentrate on was the sound of my heart beating in my chest. i pulled nicol to the floor and away from the zombie that nearly chewed off her head and watched her send a knife into its head with what seemed no effort at all. Then i turned and moved quicker than i have before to stop the zombie that i saw coming for me from the corner of my eye, i stopped dead in my tracks as my heart sank into the bloody stream of my circulation of life.
I realised the zombie i was facing, was Rose...