Really long authors note!!: So, I haven't uploaded much in a while, the answer? I've been working with other stories that I sent to my friends. After alot of hesitation and altering, I will upload them here! This is just the introduction.

Hunta: Hunta is the son of Zacharias, he was born when Zach was being, busy, with alot of problems and he was forced to leave him at an orphanage. Little did Zach now that Hunta was influenced by Zach's disease. After a few years into his childhood, Hunta grew claws and fangs and without proper care and raisment from his father, he could only follow his animalistic instincts. He grew up following these. Kill, eat and sleep, he inherited many abilities including regeneration and leaping. He was however robbed from not needing to eat, sleep or drink and his claws are his fingers. After fourty years of following his instincts, it would be hard for Dice to teach him correctly.

Dice: Dice is a spy, a spy that had retired from operation Dustbowl. During one of his strolls, he found Hunta lying passed out on the ground. When he brought him home, he was met with countless attempts of Hunta trying to bite him and kill him. With the use of an electric collar however, Dice was succesfull in learning Hunta to talk and behave correctly, now it's his job to try and make Hunta quit his bad habits of biting people and 'tasting' their flesh. Dice is a man that never cries nor shows feelings, but deep inside he still has a beating heart, a cold one maybe, but still beating. He has a special kind of bullet, with a nyance of green, that can work against Hunta's regeneration and can ultimately kill him. Hunta is forced to obey Dice's orders and commands. A slight mishap with one of Dice's lighters left a permanent flame scar running down Hunta's face.

Dweeb: Dweeb is what you would call, the opposite of Dice, he is a spy with a blue suit. They were both in the same operation and are both friends in this date. Dweeb is Hunta's main target whenever he wants to sink his fangs into someone, Dweeb constantly fears Hunta and often finds himself leaving a conversation with him with a mark on his arm from the fangs. Dweeb has bad memories from Hunta and he has a small scratch on his face which reminds him how close he was to dying in a battle with Hunta. After the events of 'Not A Crazed Monster' he changed his proffesion to an Sniper, trained in an Australian accent and now despises Hunta.

Freeman: A medic with huge interest in Hunta's behaviour and a friend of Zacharias. He wants to help Hunta with his strive to stop killing, but still fears him.

Keep in mind that Dice and Dweeb are my steam friends, I made stories for them in requests and some stories are made-up by me and some are inspired by chats. Freeman was my last alias and Hunta is my current steam-username. I'm very retcon with my stories, so all deaths are 're-spawned and never happened' in the next story.

I will be uploading my existing Hunta stories for your enjoying. Also, I am a little concerned on where I should post these, either these archives, the Team Fortress 2 ones. Mostly because we got the kind of characters here, but I need to know, I don't want my story getting scrapped or anything because it doesn't fit in the right archives. It doesn't fit here because Team Fortress 2 isn't mentioned too much, but on the other hand...Help me!!

Here's the first one I made, It's called 'Reaching the Brink of Insanity'' It's not too long for a chappy is it? If so, I'll divide the future ones into chapters.

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One day me and Dweeb were having a little talk, he was always fun to talk to. He also tasted really good, he's the easiest one to bite since he have no defense at all, compared to Dice.

''I would like to bite you again'' I grin and took a few steps closer.

Dweeb backed away ''I don't want you to bite me! You've already given me several scars and wounds!''

''Don't you think mine is enough?'' I pull down my hoody, to reveal a flame scar that Dice gave me a few months ago. I have never bit him once, and when I try. Things like that happens.

I moved in closer for the bite, Dice always froze when I moved closer to him. I have always wondered why, but it makes it easier for me. I stand right infront of him, He's taller than me and towers over me, but on the same time he still is scared. I lightly made another rip on his jacket, I gave him a rip for each bite i make. Now there was fifteen small rips on his jacket, I grin and taked both of my hands and grabbed his arm. It baffled me that he made no struggle whatsoever, I open my mouth and embed my fangs and teeth into his skin. He made a scream of pain, then he shouted something else, it was the first time I heard it. He shouted ''Doc!'', I had no clue what it meant but I didn't see the man in white clothing come. He looked at the situation and his eyes grew wide.

''Shoo! Get out of here!'' He took what looked like a saw out of his holster, I didn't know who he was, but I still fled.

I couldn't hear what he and Dweeb was talking about and I saw him shoot out some kind of beam that made my bite wound close! Blood was still dripping from my fangs, the man finally decided to leave.

I leaped and landed infront of Dweeb, who yelped like he usually did when I landed infront of him. ''Where was I? I asked myself ''Oh yes'' I grinned and grabbed his arm, but Dweeb pulled it away this time and took out his revolver, he shot me in the stomach. I shouted in pain and jumped back, now I know what the man told him about.

''So you finally gathered the guts?'' I grinned and clenched my wound, it was strange, the wound didn't close. Dice was known for being able to kill me, he had special bullets that repelled my regeneration abilities. If he shot me in the head with one of those bullets, I would be a goner. Although Dweeb couldn't have gotten those bullets? Then I realised.

''You stole bullets from Dice didn't you?''

''Clever little hunter'' He pointed his gun at me, not knowing the consequenses if he pulls the trigger one more time ''Now you will never bite me again!''

I sit down and groan with pain, I hadn't felt the pain of those bullets since a few weeks ago. Those really hurt. I growl at him ''You'r like a cigarette, very tasty, but lethal.'' Dweeb grinned at the comparison.

''Like something I'm having in my mouth right now?'' He took a few steps closer to me and blew smoke into my face, I coughed. That was his usual payback when I bit him, the bullet was enough.

I decided to tell Dice about this, I could barely wait to hear his reaction.

''How many did you steal?'' I ask him

''Four thousand'' He said and laughed.

Shit, that made things harder. On the other hand, Dice would be more angrier. I chuckled to myself and stood up. I lept away from Dweeb's smoke and bullets, and was on my way to where Dice lived.

When I landed on the floor where we usually speak, Dice didn't flinch. He never did, you could say that Dweeb and Dice are opposites, but they are both spies. Dice wore a red suit and pants, and Dweeb wore a blue one. Both usually told stories from a war they joined in 1968, Dice also told he had a special friendship with my father, but he had forgotten.

''Bonjour mon ami'' He blew out some smoke from his cigarette while looking at me.

''Hello, my tasty friend'' I always say that whenever I adress one of my friends, I never know why. Atleast it's better than saying just food. I tried to hide the bullet wound from Dice, because inside me I really didn't want to tell him about it. But it just made me look suspicious, he noticed it like any other normal human being would.

''What are you hiding there?''

I tried to hide it more, but I failed miserably. ''Nothing''

''It is as obvious as you are infected'' He smiled

I sigh and reveal the wound. ''A special someone with a special gun gave me this, he had stolen you bullets as well.''

He didn't make any face at all, he obviously thought I was joking. He left the room, probably to check the amount of bullets he had. ''Mon dieu!'' I could hear from down the corridor.

I cleared my throat, ''He stole four thousand!'' I shouted.

''I can see that!'' He shouted back, I could hear footsteps and he came back in the room.

''Who was it?'' He asked.

I held up a hand and counted the clues ''He has a tasty suit...has rips in his suit and looks alot like you!'' I look at him, he looked like he was about to explode.

''Dweeb..That..Bastard!'' He clenched his fists.

I grinned, this was the perfect chanse to get a bite from Dweeb again, it sickened me how much I liked to bite my friends, but it didn't matter. ''I have a plan'' I said ''You will get him over here, and I will hide and wait for your signal, you will get back your bullets and I will give him the punishment..'' I chuckled madly.

Dice grinned and nodded ''I will call him right now'' as he took out his cellphone and pushed a few buttons, I have never understood modern day technology. All I usually did was to go around killing people, that wasn't what my dad intended me to be. Infact he was rather sad when I told him about how I grew up. He told me of his adventures during the Infection, and what he did when I was born. Now I'm here, a few hundred years later. My dad is still live and kicking, he's like thirty-two years old now or something. While I'm still seventeen as you could call it.

''Dweeb, I would like you to come over here. Yes? Yes..really?...I will see you later.'' He shut the phone with a sound and put it back in his pocket. ''He will be here any minute now.''

I nodded and ran off to the shadows, the shadows was very comfy for me. No one could see me in there, and it felt like a home for me. It was always there, and on other places as well. So whenever I wanted to be alone or were to eat food that I brought from my hunting I always went to the shadows. Not even Dice could find me in there, he would never dare to go in there.

I could hear a door open, that was him.

''Ahh mon ami'' Dweeb reached out his arms for a hug to Dice.

Dice didn't accept the hug, instead he grabbed Dweeb by his collar shirt.

''Give me my bullets back!'' He shouted in Dweeb's face.

''I-I am sorr-''

''Apologies aren't accepted!''

Now they started to speak french, I never liked it when they spoke their native laungage. If I had a swedish friend, then they would probably be pissed aswell, but I'm fine with that, aslong as I get to bite Dweeb.

Dice hugged Dweeb, that was the signal! I leaped out of the shadows to pin Dweeb, but I was stopped midair. Dice punched me in the face before I was able to do anything, I fell to the ground infront of Dweeb. They both laughed and I could hear something roll on the floor. I looked up and saw a big cage with wheels, I immediately jumped up to defend myself. But before I could do anything Dice grabbed me and threw me into the cage and closed the door.

I grabbed the grid of the cage and looked at the two spies.

''What the hell are you doing Dice?'' I growl at him trying to reach him but looked more like an animal from the Zoo.

''What does it look like?'' He laughed and lit a cigarette.

''Idiot! Jävel! Tjockskalle! Dumskalle! Franska fan! Gå åt helvete!'' I started to ramble up all the swedish insults I could think of and punched the walls of the cage.

Dice kept laughing, I punched the walls so hard that my hand started to bleed, but the wounds closed pretty quickly.

''Now if you excuse me, I shall go to Sweden.'' Dice shook a match that he lit to extinguish the flames on it.

''What the hell are you going to do there?'' I shout at him.

''Meet some of your...relatives'' He blows some more of his god damn smoke, I hope he gets cancer or something.

''Don't go near my father!'' I shake the door trying to break it, but it was futile.

''Oh but that's exactly what I am going to do!'' He laughed his gay laugh again and cloaked.

I sit down and close my eyes, trying to maintain my dignity while I have one.

Dweeb looked at me and laughed ''How does it feel to sit in there?'' He walked closer to the cage, he clearly took the advantage of his victory.

I growl quietly

Dweeb frowned ''Mutants like you deserve to sit in there!'' He spat at me, it landed on my cheek. He held out an arm ''Try to bite me now!'' He laughed but was interrupted when I quickly grabbed his arm through the grid and pulled it closer to me. He yelped and pulled it out of my grip. Same old Dweeb...He looked over to the guards who seemed to stand there and look at me, ''Well? What are you waiting for? Pick the cage up!'' He yelled at them.

The guards seemed hesitant, afraid that I might kill them if they get to near, or just pick it up, full in reach for my claws.

I notice the fear in their eyes, it's amusing. ''Afraid of the monster in the box?'' I say and grin.

Dweeb yelled ''Idiots!'' He took his revolver and pointed it at one of the guards. ''Go to the damn box and take it to the truck and drive it to the facility! Or I'll blow this one head off!''

The guards do as they are told, and takes a few steps to the cage. Taking off their hard hats for me in a polite manner. Polite? Do they think I wont kill them if they are polite? They takes more steps to the cage and now stand right by it, they grab the walls of the small cage and lifts it up. The urge to just scare the hell out of them was a fun thought, but it might get them to drop the cage. Which I wouldn't like. I could feel their fear, on the same time I felt sorry for them.

There's no joy in this, they are probably paid shit-loads of money to be in this job. And being under gun threat from Dweeb..I shake my head

''Havent you heard of human rights Dweeb?'' I say without opening my eyes. The guards stopped moving the cage

''What are you doing? Keep moving! You have no rights! Neither do you Hunta!'' I smile to myself.

''Yes, keep holding one of twelve guards in gun threat. That will probably get them to do things, there's no way they can get you tvelwe to one!'' It seemed to work, the guards slowly put the cage onto the ground, but quickly picked it up again. I opened my eyes, what made them pick it up again? I turn my head and see Dweeb holding dual guns. Oh please, just two guns? On the other hand, Dweeb is a pretty good shot. It wouldn't amaze me if he would kill all off these guards in 10 seconds without getting hurt. I sigh and the cage keeps on moving in direction to the truck.

They carefully place the cage on the truck, Dweeb giving me a shit-eating grin and says: Well, off to visit your mother! As he cloaked and dissapeared. My mother? I laughed at the thought, I don't even remember who she was...the thoughts invade my head on how my mother would be like. I also wondered what Dice were going to do with dad. The truck started to rumble and rolled off to an unknown destination.

They somehow managed to tranqualize me, moving me out of the cage and into a cell. I woke up, everything was quiet. Why did they do this? Dweeb deserved what he was gonna get, my stomach was cooing over the thought that I missed yet another chanse to bite Dweeb. And worst of all, I actually trusted Dice, the scum-sucking french faggot. I still couldn't get why he betrayed me, we had both won at this. But I guess capturing me and locking me in where I can do no harm is better. I walked over to the cell door and tried to open it up with force, it wouldn't budge. In pure curiosity, I tried to stick one of my claws into the lock, and to my surprise it managed to open. I smile to myself and stepped outside. The perfect chanse to run? No, That would only complicate things, I decided to lay a little trap for them.

When I was done I decided to spend the rest of the time in my cell, I sit down and fold my legs to meditate. I will wait for them, wait for the backstabbing scumbags to come back, and then we will see who is the best spy...

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I'll end it here, the original is 6000 words long and I don't know if I can cram that into one whole chapter!