Undead soldiers and hell hounds closed in on the team from all sides as the teleporter activated just in time, rematerializing them to a different location a split second before they were all zombie chow. 

Suddenly, a dimly lit room appeared around everyone as the first thing they all noticed was the lack of oxygen in this particular atmosphere.

"It's really hard... to breath out here... in space..." Nikolai choked as everyone else seemed to be having the same problem. "Anyone else... find that... weird?"

The doctor gasped loudly, his voice cracking more so that usual as he tried to formulate a sentence. "Zhis... is all... Dempshey's fault..." He choked out, shoving past the Marine to where a rack of space suits was located. 

"I... hate... pie..."

"If this... is end... of Nikolai... must have... one last... shot of... Vodka..." Said Soviet muttered, reaching for the bottle at his side before Richtofen grabbed him by the arm, nearly dragging him to the cabinet in the center of the room.

"Takeo... needs air... badry-" The Imperial whispered as he snatched a suit for himself, shoving one towards Brianna quickly as she put the mask over her face, breathing in a large breath of fresh air.

"That was a close one..." Bri said to herself, sliding on the rest of the suit and jumping slightly as she heard Dempsey's voice inside her helmet.

"Hehe nice, now I won't have to smell Richtofen's ass breath anymore-"

"DEMPSHEY!" Richtofen's voice echoed loudly in everyone's ears, making said Marine jump as he spun around to face the taller man who looked slightly more intimidating now that no one could actually see the horrible scowl he knew would be etched onto his face.

"Did you know zhat ze P.E.S. system is equipped vith voice communication in every headset... Meaning zhat I can hear vhat you're saying dummkopf!"

Brianna couldn't help but snicker as Takeo rolled his eyes, observing their surroundings as he noticed two doors, two windows and a whole lot of other complicated machinery that looked at this point, unusable.

"P.E.S. Active," An automated voice announced. "Welcome to Griffin Station. Artificial gravity and life support systems are offline."

"Oh good, GOOD, ve've made it!" Richtofen rejoiced, clapping his hands together as he strode over towards a dusty looking computer in the corner of the room, stroking it affectionately as he continued his conversation with himself. "Now just von more convoluted multi-part schtep before I have ze..."

As though just realizing suddenly that his other companions could hear him as well, he turned around to face them all staring his way, waiting for some type of explanation...

"Oh, um, power..." The doctor laughed, chuckling nervously as they all continued to stare. "Ve've got to turn on ze power... STOP LOOKING AT ME!"

Everyone rolled their eyes, used to the doctor's crazy behavior by this point as Dempsey shot the German a dirty glare before directing his attention to the sounds of boards falling across the room...

"You know, you'd think the word would get around that Dempsey is a badass!" Tank growled, a smirk on his lips as he pulled the pistol from his side and aimed at the undead creature stumbling towards the barricades.

"Uh... We are on... The Moon..." Nikolai mumbled from across the room, defending the other window with what little ammo he had left. "Really at this point, even going to the Moon is not a surprise..."

"So, they want to shake things up a bit?" The usually quiet and reserved Imperial said while joining in, a rare smirk on his face as he pulled out his knife, helping Dempsey hold back the horde trying to come through the back window. "Takeo is game!"

"That's the spirit Tak!" Dempsey shouted, patting the smaller man on the back roughly while adding an 'Oorah' of his own as he blasted a zombies face to bits.

Brianna stood near the center of the room, watching as the men decimated the zombies unlucky enough to come their way... And for the first time since she had been here, she felt completely lost. 

Izzy always has the plan... She realized, trying her best to focus on what she would do in a situation like this. Well, she certainly wouldn't just stand back and do nothing... She reasoned, taking a deep breath as she reloaded her pistol and moved to the window where she could see Nikolai was getting a little overwhelmed.

"DID I NOT SAY HANDS OFF ZOMBIE?" Said Russian shouted as a rotten hand shot through the barriers, grabbing the front of his jacket as it yanked him forward to where two more were hissing, ready for a meal...

BANG!

The hand gripping Nikolai's jacket fell limp as he looked up seeing a bullet hole in said zombies forehead. Using this opportunity to jump back, he effectively silenced the remaining undead, watching as they toppled to the floor. Catching his breath for a moment, he looked back to see Brianna standing behind him, pistol drawn and a look of relief on her face as she began busying herself repairing the fallen boards.

A slight pat on her shoulder was all she felt before she turned around, watching the Soviet walking away towards the rest of the men, probably planning out what their next move would be.

I guess it's just up to me for now, huh Izz? The blonde woman thought, tears beginning to well up in her eyes as she tried her best to force them back down. I know she'll be okay... She reasoned, thinking back on all the close calls and near deaths they had already experienced. An image of Zack's face flashed in front of her eyes momentarily as she let one tear fall for the man she loved, not wanting her younger sister to share the same fate. Please Isabella, wherever you are....... I hope you're using your head...

Richtofen watched as the others busied themselves exploring the new territory, which mostly consisted of Nikolai and Dempsey jumping around like idiots in the low gravity.

"Space Nikolai leaps across the Mooooon!" He shouted, dolphin diving across the room as he collided with a stack of barrels which tumbled in slow motion towards the floor.

Dempsey grinned as he lined himself up before running a few paces and jumping up in the air himself, but doing a somersault before touching down and striking an impressive pose. 

"Haha! I always wanted to be a space Marine! Ooh-rah!" He laughed as he aimed his gun at an imaginary target, ready for more action.

Brianna laid a hand across her forehead as she wondered how Isabella could put up these men as she continued to watch them practice their aerial acrobatics, which to her looked more like the drunken shenanigans of two grown men.

Takeo was observing the honorless scene at hand as well but noticed as the doctor choose this opportune moment to sneak away to the computer he was looking at earlier whilst talking to himself.

"Ooh, to be back on ze Moon..." The doctor giggled quietly, "Und now to finish vhat I've started..."

The Imperial kept an eye on him, pretending he was still unaware of his actions as he watched the German wiping a layer of dust from the keys, cursing when the power switch failed to activate the machinery.

It must be missing somzthing else... Richtofen reasoned as he kicked a piece of debris out of his way irritatedly, eyes narrowing as he knew they would also need the element infused meteorite to complete his plan as well.

It all comes down to zhis... He reminisced, taking a quick glance behind him to see that his... unconventional allies were still busying themselves being idiots. All ze planning, all ze work, zhe thousands of bodies... Edward laughed to himself as he thought of all those he had to step over and eliminate to get to this point.

Suddenly his thoughts shifted to a vision of a dark haired woman and a pair of green eyes he couldn't seem to get out of his mind lately... Shaking his head, he noticed that another wave had started and their priority right now was finding better weapons as the pistol he was equipped with was nearly out of ammo.

Vhatever she did brought us here und if I had to guess... Rictofen assumed, his trademark smirk of a madman gracing his features as he reached for the knife at his belt. I'd say ve'll be meeting again very soon...

...

"Isabella! Wake up!" A deep voice urged in her mind, almost as if she was still dreaming...

Said woman groaned as she opened one eye lazily, noticing that she was currently sprawled out on a tile floor. Slowly pushing herself up, she winced while pulling herself into a sitting position as she wondered once again, where she was. This strange looking room was one she had never seen before and quite frankly, she was getting a little tired of this overdone scenario of waking up and not knowing anything about her surroundings...

"Isabella..." The voice repeated calmly, making her jump anyway since she couldn't see anyone else in the vicinity of the small computer filled room. 

"Oh my god, I'm starting to hear things..." She mumbled, fearing the worst as she rose to her legs shakily, backing up against a wall as she scanned the room for the possible threat at hand. "I'm starting to go insane like Richtofen!"

"Hahaha!" The mysterious voice chuckled, a thick accent present in his speech as Isabella stood there, still slightly nervous and unsure whether or not this person was here to help her or not.

"Please, do not be alarmed! Don't you remember me from the Cosmodrome?" The voice continued, starting to sound a bit more familiar as he observed the young woman who seemed to be relaxing more as she slowly put the pieces together.

"...Gersch?" She questioned hopefully, looking around the room once more, still wondering why she could only hear his voice and not see him.

"Very good," He communicated telepathically, grinning a bit at her confused face before knowing he had to get serious. There were more important matters at hand after all...

"I wanted to thank you for freeing me from that terrible place..." His voice rang out inside her head, giving Isabella the creeps just like it did every time he spoke back in the Cosmodrome. "But unfortunately, there is something else I must ask you to do. I know there is not much time left and the task in front of you may seem impossible... But look back on all that you have accomplished thus far! You're alive... and so are the others..."

That got her attention. Green eyes snapped forward as she looked around at her surroundings, two doors with red symbols on them. 

Probably locked... Isabella thought in frustration, as she noticed the two boarded up windows on either side of the room as well. The chalk outline of a gun caught her eye as she smirked, walking over to where the MP5k was located, plucking it off the wall and loading it before striding towards the door marked, 'Bio Dome'.

"I wouldn't go that way quite yet..." Gersch commented quickly, realizing that she probably wasn't even aware of the fact that she wasn't exactly in her natural surroundings.

Isabella stopped, glancing towards the other door with the words 'Labratories' written across the top in neat lettering. 

"But why-"

"No time to explain my dear..." Gersch spoke in a hurry, feeling the presence of the demon child draw nearer. "Unfortunately our time has been cut short..."

Suddenly a cabinet flew open, exposing what looked to be... 

Space suits? Isabella's eye twitched momentarily as she glanced towards the windows in the room, her mind going blank for a second as her vision was met with nothing but a black velvet sky.

I couldn't really be... In space... Could I? She thought, not quite believing the truth until noticing a small blue and white planet in the distance. So the pages really are true...

The sound of a board being jiggled loose caught her attention as she aimed her gun at the source of the noise, seeing a rotten face trying it's best to press its way through the barricades, followed closely by two more undead.

Here we go again... Isabella thought, narrowing her eyes as she grabbed the mask and suit from the closet, throwing them on the table before turning around to blast apart the zombies trying to take down the window defenses. Reloading quickly, she stepped into her space suit, throwing the mask around her neck before heading to check the barricades that had fallen down.

"Take this," Gersch urged, his voice sounding weaker as he used the last of his power to give her the item he had hidden for so long, keeping it from falling into the wrong hands. Isabella watched in awe as a green orb appeared in the middle of the room, glowing like some kind of power up as she moved forward to grab it, confused slightly when she found a strange looking device in the palm of her hand.

"I'm sorry... I'm afraid that's all... the help I can give you... Now," Gersch whispered struggling to talk as he felt himself finally vanishing from the miserable existence he had known as Samantha's prisoner. 

"Remember... He gasped, "Head for the labratories....... Good luck..."

For a moment there was an awkward silence as Isabella stayed quiet, not really sure if Gersch was gone... Or if he had really even been there at all. This whole place was starting to play tricks on her mind.

Looking down at her hands, she examined the rectangular leather pouch Gersch had left her with, flipping open the front flap to reveal a small switch and a few buttons inside.

"I wonder how you work this thing..." Isabella started to mumble before the sound of boards hitting the ground around her made her focus. Slipping her new found treasure into her back pocket for now, she grabbed her gun and headed towards the labratories, taking a deep breath before opening the door, the groans of hungry zombies growing louder behind her...

Gersch had better be right about this... She thought nervously, swinging the door open as she descending down the stairs into the dimly lit room below...