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This story is a video game cross-over between Army of Two and Dead Rising. Time-lines and some minor details may be altered to make them work with this story.

Chapter 1

Trans World Operations Headquarters

Classified Location, USA

20XX

0730 hrs

Tyson Rios parked his pride and joy a black 2009 Maserati Gran Turismo S in the parking garage of T.W.O. (Trans World Operations) in his usual spot which was only a few steps away from the elevator. He sat in the car awhile looking over the grey leather seats, a huge smile on his face like a kid on Christmas morning.

"Oh, baby, you are so fine," Rios told the car in the kind of tone most men reserved for a hot babe as he tenderly rubbed his hand over the dashboard.

While Rios was doing this Elliot Salem parked his motor cycle, a Silver 2008 Honda Rebel in the parking space next to him. The roar of the engine diverted Rios attention from his car for a few brief seconds.

"We'll talk later," Rios assured the car as he unlocked the door and got out. Once outside the car, he took one long last loving look at his car still with a huge smile on his face. He stared a whole minuet before he was able to take his eyes away from the car and bring himself to the task of heading towards the elevator.

He didn't bother to wait for Salem since he knew that the younger man would catch up to him in a few quick strides.

Rios looked at his stop watch and counted aloud, "Three, two, one," as the younger man caught up to him as expected.

"You're right on time," Rios said as he pushed the up button to the elevator.

"Unbelievable," Salem replied as shook his head from side to side. "I can't believe you actually timed me."

"Yeah, I guess this old song and dance gets kind of boring so I have to make it more entertaining," Rios said referring to the routine of parking and walking to the elevator.

"Rrrreally?" Salem asked stressing the first letter in the word. "Is that why you bought that car?

"I don't know, maybe. All I know is that I've always wanted one," Rios replied with a laugh.

"Well, I also knew that there had to be a pretty good reason why a man your age would still be obsessing about cars," Salem teased jovially.

"Hey, watch it now," Tyson warned in light hearted joking manner. "It's not like you've settled down and started driving something a little more practical yourself. You're still just as wild and crazy as you've always been."

"Bro, you obviously know nothing about motorcycles if you consider what I drive to be the factor that makes me wild and crazy," Salem replied with a cocky laugh.

"This is true," Tyson agreed as the elevator slowly began to move from the ground floor. "Maybe someday you can enlighten me smart ass," Tyson responded with a smile.

Salem chuckled at this as the elevator arrived on the correct floor. Both men exited the elevator and were startled to see their petite Asian mission coordinator, Alice Murray waiting in the hallway for them. This was highly unusual for Alice since normally they met up with her inside the command center. Even stranger than that was the fact that her eye liner was smeared. Had she been crying? She was also wearing the same outfit they saw her in a day ago, tight blue jeans, a black low cut tank top that revealed her nice cleavage.

"Hey Alice, is everything okay?" Rios asked.

"No it's not. I need your help," she said as glanced from Rios and then Salem with an expression on her face that neither man had ever seen before. It was a mixture of sorrow and fear.

"Yeah sure, what's up?" Rios asked.

"It's my friend Kim," she began.

"You mean that blond girl with the nice legs?" Salem asked.

Alice glared at him awhile before speaking, "Yes, her."

"Is she okay?" Salem asked in a concerned tone trying to makeup for his earlier statement even though it was true. Kim did have killer legs. They were long and toned.

"No," Alice replied as she shook her head. "Something terrible has happened to her."

"Whatever it is, I'm sure that it's gonna be okay," Tyson assured her, "Now, why don't you tell us what's happened," He said as he placed his hand on the small of her back and guided her towards the command center.

Alice never stopped talking as they walked. "I-I think she's dead," she said slowly.

"Whaddya mean you think she's dead?" Salem asked in disbelief as they entered the command center.

"I mean I think she's dead," Alice repeated.

"Are you sure?" Salem asked feeling his blood begin to boil at the thought of never seeing Kim or her nice legs again.

"Yes," Alice replied. "Why would I lie about something like that? Just listen to a message she left me twenty-four hours ago," Alice said as she put her burgundy and black colored cell phone on speaker and played Kim's final message.

"Oh my god Alice…oh Alice," Kim said through a sob. They're everywhere." She paused as the sound of several people making eerie sounding moaning, and growling sounds, along with the sounds of fists banging on glass filled the air. "They have me trapped in a record store," Kim continued the terror in her voice growing as the banging got louder. "I don't know how much longer the door can keep them out.

"Please Alice, help me...oh god, please," Kim begged through muffled sobs as the loud sound of glass shattering played followed by the sound of many people's feet shuffling into the room. This time the moaning and growling sounds were louder indicating that Kim's pursuers were right on top of her. Shortly after this there was the sound of a brief struggle followed by a high pitched blood curdling scream and then the message ended.

Stunned by what they both had heard Rios and Salem looked over at one another and then back at Alice. Alice looked visibly shaken and fresh tears had begun to form in her dark almond shaped eyes threatening to flow out.

"My God Alice, I'm so sorry. Did you call the police?" Rios asked wide eyed.

"You know I did," Alice said as tears began to stream out of her right eye. Quickly she wiped them away, took a deep breath and spoke, "They just transferred me around a lot of times before I was told by some rude operator that they would look into the matter, but that was more than twenty-four hours ago. I haven't heard anything since then."

"You should probably wait a little longer," Rios suggested not sure if a hug was a more appropriate response or not. He felt quite confused. He had no clue what was the right way to deal with Alice and what wasn't especially since she'd never shown such vulnerability before. Hell, this was the first time he'd ever seen her cry and he'd known her longer than a decade. The whole situation seemed surreal.

"Tyse is right, police investigations take awhile," Salem added.

"I don't think you guys get it," Alice snapped. "Kim's my friend and she was murdered. I can't just sit around here doing nothing and hope somebody gets back to me. I mean think about what if it was one of your closest friends wouldn't you want them to something?"

"Okay-Okay." Rios replied in an apologetic tone. "I hear what you're saying. Did you contact her family?"

Alice nodded, "Yeah, I spoke to her mother. She hasn't heard from Kim for more than twenty-four hours. That's not normal. Kim is really close to her mother. They talk everyday about everything."

"Have you checked the news, the internet, with her boyfriend, or with one of your sources?" Salem inquired in a tone that made it clear that he wasn't convinced that she had explored all her options.

"Um hello, this is me you're talking to. My job is dealing with Intel so yes I've done all that," Alice replied openly conveying her annoyance with the question.

Salem winced before speaking, "You're right, I'm sorry. I was just trying to help."

"I know," Alice said. "I didn't mean to be nasty," She said as she gently placed a hand on the lower part of his arm. "I'm just really pissed off by the whole situation," She admitted as she removed her hand and let out a deep sigh before continuing, "Listen, I have a friend who works at the phone company. I had him trace the call. He traced the call to a phone in the Willamette Parkview Mall in Willamette Colorado.

"The call came from a Mall in Colorado," Salem said as he raised both eyebrows. "That's weird."

"If you think that's weird, check this out," Alice said as she led the two over to her work station. Her computer was paused on a grainy, badly lit image on YouTube. She hit play and the short, badly recorded, soundless video played. It showed what appeared to be the Colorado National Guard barricading a roadway entrance to the town of Willamette.

"Is this real footage?" Rios asked not really wanting to believe what he was seeing because if it was true than the situation was far worse than he imagined.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure that it's real. My sources tell me that Willamette has been quarantined and there's a media blackout going on. She waited a few seconds to let this information sink in before adding, "I think the government is covering up something big."

"Man, oh man," Salem breathed as he brought the palm of his right hand up to his forehead. "Here we go again…another conspiracy theory. You're just as bad as Tyse."

"Let's not forget that Tyson was right about SSC and their underhanded activities," Alice pointed out.

"This is true, but…"

"Look," Tyson said cutting Salem off. "We'll do whatever you need us to do."

"Great," Alice said showing signs of the old Alice Rios was used to dealing with, "Gentlemen get your gear. We're going to Willamette Colorado."