1000lbs

I did not write this story, it was written by Monsieur-Flatterer on DA. I hope you enjoy.

The sounds of battle raged over the forts of 2Fort. The soldier ran out of the spawn point, his rocket launcher resting heavily on his shoulder as he stepped towards the battle.

"Let's kick some ass!" He yelled at the Heavy and Medic that followed him. His feet thumped on the floor as he ran, but the soldier came to a halt when he noticed something unusual.

As a result of his sudden halt, the Medic bumped in to him, followed by the scout bumping in to the medic.

The heavy stood by the side, bursting out in a snort of laughter."Yo, why are you stopping? You freakin' stupid?" The scout complained. "I should bat your head in just for that!" He raged, raising his bat in the air offensively."Shut up, twinkle-toes!" The soldier yelled back at the scout. "Or I'll stuff that big mouth of you full with rockets!" He threatened.

"Shut op both of you!" The medic yelled, throwing himself in the verbal fight. "Why did you stop so zuddenly?" The German asked. "See that door there?" The soldier said, pointing at one of the doors that was slightly opened, while it would normally be locked.

"It's never open normally. I think the enemy's spy has found himself an alternate route." The soldier said, taking out his shovel."I'm going with you." The scout implied."No you're not." The soldier grumbled back at the young boy."Yes I am, it's a new area. I need to know everything that's in there so i can kick the ass of some dumb-ass, like you!" The scout smirked, looking at the soldier."Alright, fine." The soldier sighed, turning to the medic and the heavy. "You two are coming with us too, we can use you." The soldier said."Dah" The heavy simply replied, grinning as the medigun threw a red glow over him.

The group then ventured forward, opening the door completely. The soldier gazed in to the hallway that the door lead to. It was decorated according to the team color, red."Seems pretty normal..." He commented, venturing in to the empty hallway. As soon as he did, he felt the air go considerably colder. He shivered slightly at the chilly surroundings.

The scout stepped in after him with a gulp. Then the Medic stepped in, then the heavy. As soon as the group was about halfway in the hallway, which had a curve in the end, the door slammed shut behind them. Out of reflex, everyone turned to look at the door."Just a breeze." The heavy commented. The team nodded, but they all seemed very nervous.

They made the turn that the curve made them do. After that, the hallway wasn't team-colored anymore. You could see the red paint fade away to form an empty, grey and depressing place."You know, you guys seem like you can handle this, I'll go upstairs again!" The scout said with a nervous chuckle.

The soldier grabbed the young boy by his collar."You're staying here, with us." He growled. The scout gulped."What's the matter? Scared, you little baby?" The heavy snortled."I'm not scared!" The scout implied, giving Heavy a vicious glare. The soldier and medic chuckled in unison.

When the solider turned around to venture further in the hallway, he noticed that there was an other turn at the end. He tensed, not thrusting this anymore. But he was living up to his status and wasn't planning to cower away. He grinned and proceeded down the empty and cold hallway.

"I'm starting to doubt this decision..." The medic suddenly said. Although, the Heavy confirmed with a soft "dah".

The scout looked behind him to the couple, but layed his eyes back on the hallway as the soldier walked in front of him. When they arrived at the turn, the soldier paused for a moment. He placed his back on the wall and leaned to the right to glare in to the next part.

However, he frowned when the only thing he saw was an empty room, same style as the hallway, but here one of the lights was flickering.

The soldier walked in to the room, sighing. "This is it?" The scout asked, yawning. "One stupid room? Seriously, who's the architect of this building?" The scout asked. He turned to the Heavy and Medic, who's eyes were side suddenly."What?" The scout asked, turning around again.

The young boy screamed and dropped his bat at the sight he got before him. The soldier had been picked by both arms. But by what? Hell, neither of the group knew.

It was the pyro, but, his legs were long, very long, just like his arms. His fingers looked like very long razors and his head was replaced by the air compressor tank that normally rested on the pyro's back.

The thing chuckled as it suddenly started pulling on one of the soldier's arms, holding him by the other shoulder.

"Let me go!" The soldier exclaimed, screaming in agony as he felt his arm being tugged on. The pressure around his shoulderblade rose as a sudden, sickening crack echoed through the room.

Then, with one powerfull tug, the pyro ripped the arm off, the flesh around his shoulder being torn apart as he did. The soldier winced and yelled as blood spurted around, covering the floor and wall."You may have destroyed one arm, abomination, but i still have my other to kill you with!" He yelled.

But then the creature laughed and twisted the soldier's other arm 180°, the bone shattering and cracking on different places. The pyro gave a few good tugs, each one causing the soldier to let out a shout of pain, before giving it a final and strong toss, ripping the arm clean off.

The soldier smacked on to the ground, squirming in pain and agony as blood spurted out of the wounds where his arms used to be. He received a voilant kick in the stomach, sliding backwards and slamming against the wall. After that, no movements were seen from him anymore.

The rest of the group had been staring in horror. When the medic shuffled backwards, he bumped in to an other monster. he turned around, seeing a completely deformed spy in front of him. His head was twisted 180° and his legs, arms and fingers were the same as the Pyro's.

The spy approached the medic with a grin, while the spinning mechanism of Heavy's mini-gun was audible.

The scout had retreated in a corner, curling up as he stared at the horror show in front him. The heavy yelled as the pyro grabbed his minigun, snitching it out of Heavy's hands. It swinged it around before tossing it away and pinning the Russian down.

Meanwhile, the spy chuckled as he grabbed the Medic by the throat. The man of medicine yelled for help as he stared at the Spy, who grabbed the medic's jaw. With one swift movement, he removed th Medic's jaw, shattering the bones as he did.

The medic gurgled as tears ran down his cheeks from the agony he was facing. The spy chuckled and let the medic go, before digging his razor sharp fingers in to the Medic's chest. He grinned as he punctured the German's ribcase, before applying force on it.

It didn't take long for the medic's ribcase to be forced open, the cracking of bones and spluttering of blood was a horrible sight as the Medic's intestines fell out of the hole that used to be his chest. The German then fell on the ground, dead.

As the spy was having his way with the medic, the Pyro had been having his own fun play time with the Heavy.

He repeated what he did with the soldier, twisting the Heavy's arms until the bone cracked, before ripping the flesh off. The pyro then moved on to the Heavy's legs. He placed his foot on the Heavy's crotch and grabbed his legs.

The Heavy's screams of agony was music to the creature's ears as he started pulling, stronger and stronger, until the legs were ripped off. The floor was colored crimson red and the walls were painted with blood as both creatures layed their eyes upon their final victim.

The scout shivered as he sat in the corner of the room, curled up. Bloodspatters of his teammates were all over him as he closed his eyes."It's not real....Please let it be not real..." He begged, sobbing slightly. "Please, I beg you..." He cried out.

The creatures grabbed the scout's feet and dragged him through the room. The young boy struggled and screamed, scratching his fingernails over the floor in a desperate attempt to escape from the beasts. Then, they both started pulling on his leg.

But then they both dugged their fingers in his back, pulling there too. Slowly, the scout's crotch started to rip open, blood spattering on the ground."No...no nononoNONONOAAAAAAGH" was the last that spurted out of the Scout's mouth as his bones cracked. His body ripped further up, along his spine. Soon, his insides dropped out of him as blood gurgled out of his mouth.

When the ripping reached his ribcage, the entire thing sprung open, letting his lungs dangle from what was left of him. When the creatures reached his neck, the made one final move to rip him in two completely, his head dangling from the right side.

The room was filled with blood, insides and body parts as the creatures laughed and danced in the horrible scene. Their bloodlust was quenched...

...But for how long?