"Vhy can't ve just PICK ZHIS UP?!" Richtofen complained, knifing the small blue ball as it continued to bounce through the hallway. 

Isabella followed closely behind him, wave gun in hand as everyone watched the strange "egg" continue on its path towards the control room. They had just finished hacking the panels in the laboratories and had managed to reduce the horde of zombies to a few crawlers as they all worked together to complete the final steps of Richtofen's plan...

"It's kinda like golf," Dempsey commented dryly as he watched the egg pass through the door leading outside. "Only without a club and no golf ball... Other than that, it's exactly the same."

Brianna chuckled, following her sister and the doctor outside as they chased after the mysterious sphere. I don't know why... I just have a bad feeling that something is going to go wrong... She worried, trying her best to remain positive as she glanced at the back of her sisters space suit. I need to keep an eye on Izzy and make sure she doesn't try to do anything crazy...

"Anyone else getting pissed off about the hoops we're jumping through? Or is it just me?" Tank continued, looking around for some backup as Nikolai shrugged, taking a sip of his vodka before putting on his helmet and walking through the door. Takeo followed suit, mumbling something about honor as the few crawlers they had saved hissed in the distance. 

Why do I have the feeling that this is still far from being over? The Marine wondered, an uneasy sensation creeping up inside him. No matter what that insane kraut says, I'm not letting my guard down...

"I knew I should have invented an automatic egg-moving robot..." Richtofen muttered to himself as he approached the stairs outside, watching as the egg slowly floated up towards the satellite dish. "Schtupid Maxis vith his schtupid accent..."

"The egg is stuck here!" Nikolai noted excitedly, patting Isabella on the back and almost sending her stumbling forward. "Let's a have a drink!"

Isabella rolled her eyes beneath her mask as she facepalmed before aiming her new gun at the dish that the egg had settled on. 

"Now if you vould be so kind Izabella..." Richtofen directed, eager to complete this tiresome process as he explained what had to be done. Isabella switched the wave gun from it's dual pistol mode as she closed one eye, carefully aiming for the egg.

Annnd boom goes the dynamite! She cheered inwardly, smiling to herself as she watched the egg become dislodged from its temporary resting place. Everyone watched as it flew towards Tunnel Eleven, pausing at the closed door momentarily as Richtofen moved to open it, knifing it once more as it continued on it's path to the M.P.D.

Finally, we're getting close... Isabella thought, following the doctor as they made their way to the pyramid. I really hope this works... 

A flash of white light interrupted her thoughts as the egg settled into the circular relic at the base of the pyramid while a strange sound filled their ears. 

"Don't know what that does but okay..." Dempsey said, raising his gun instinctively as a large tube emerged from one corner of the pyramid. "What now?"

"Now ve face vhat may be ze most difficult part of zhis process..." Richtofen replied, speaking to everyone as they gathered around. "Ve must fill zhis container vith ze souls of ze undead."

"And how are we going to do that?" Brianna questioned, reloading her new AK as she prepared for the battle ahead.

"Ve must schtay close to ze containers vhile ve kill zhem..." The doctor instructed, gesturing towards the tubes surrounding the pyramid. "If ve are too far avay, zheir souls vill not be absorbed."

"This is such a small room..." Isabella chimed in, very unsure about this plan. "It would be easy for us to get cornered..."

"Ve must not let zhat happen." The doctor said seriously, holding his ray gun at the ready as he heard the crawlers approaching. "Zhis is our only chance to bring down Samantha vhen she is at her veakest. Vonce ve have fueled ze M.P.D. vith enough souls, Samantha vill reveal her mortal form... Und zhen, ve strike! Now, is everyvon equipped und ready?"

"Ready." Bri confirmed, nudging the soviet as he secured his vodka before glancing up in annoyance.

"Da, da," He grunted, repositioning his HK on his back as he checked his rifle to appease the blonde woman next to him. "Pull down the trigger, zombies die, simple enough."

"I'm gonna make em' wish their mommas were here!" Tank cheered, trying his best to raise moral while throwing an arm around Isabella. He held his RPK in the other hand as he smirked in the general direction of the tallest space suit, hoping the German man was paying attention.

"Hai." Takeo replied seriously, brandishing his G11 as he looked around at his teammates, hoping they truly were ready for the battle that was about to began. They had all been through so much he realized, watching as everyone checked their weapons nervously. 

It had all come down to this moment. All the blood, sweat and tears shed by those here and those who had perished in the fight against the demon girl. He frowned as he remember Zack and Hanna and their untimely demise.

I promise to destroy every last remnant of 935... I will destroy them all! He swore to himself, gripping his gun subconsciously as he focused on the crawlers that were making their way towards them.

Isabella took a deep breath, holding up the wave gun in a defensive stance before speaking.

"...Ready."

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