TK ran foward grabbing Frank by his throat blood dripping off his upper right part of his forehead. A wicked grin spreaded across his bruised face as he stared deep into Frank's eyes. Frank planted his hands on TK's chest trying to force him off but he couldn't find the strength to do so. TK Proceeded to push Frank towards the edge of the cat-walk. "You gotta be able to risk it all." He said quoting a line from the old terror is reality show. He rammed Frank against the guard rail of the balacony Frank peeked over the guard rail to see dozens of zombies and special infected glaring up at them with hungry looks in their eyes.

'Shit' Frank thought quickly trying to figure out a plan to get out of the situation he was in at this very moment. Still TK continued to quot his favorite line, "If you ever wanna win-" quickly an idea came into Franks mind. He moved his hands under TK's arms and twisted his body violantly, lifting TK off the ground and over the railing.

"BIG!"

TK yelled with a look of defeat in his eyes as he plummeted to depths below. The zombies roared with delight and raised there arms to catch there next meal which was plummeting towards them. With a sigh of relief Frank sat back relaxing only for a moment before getting back up to go help Rebecca. But before Frank could even reach her there was a bright flash of light which engulfed the entire arena blinding Frank causing him to step back and slip on TK's mic which he then fell back, hitting his head on the floor of the cat-walk causing his entire world to swirl into darkness.

Author's Notes:

Hello and welcome to my D.R cross over. I've been looking foward to writing this for a while really. Deadrising is actually one of my most favorite zombie series for a while now. And not to long ago I have just completed Off the Record and thats when I was positive to start writing this.
Please anyone who reads this story. If you find any sort mistake or has ab idea that could contribute to the story, please post in the comment section below.