A/N: And now, for a long chapter. *Children cheering in the background* I know, I know! Hooray! Now, to the story:
Update: I just fixed a few things that were wrong with this. I had to leave early Saturday morning and I wanted to post this up so I didn't get a lot of time to proof-read it. However, I decided I would do it this morning and fix up any errors or add some details. Sorry about that! ^-^''
The yellow bird sprinted towards Demoman and Soldier. Without hesitation, Soldier pulled the trigger of his shotgun but it jammed.
"Dammit!" He cursed and threw his shotgun down on the ground. Soldier then cracked his knuckles and taunted, "Come here, cupcake!"
"Solly, that thing's gonna kill you!" Demoman warned.
"No robotic chicken is gonna disobey my orders!" Soldier lifted up his fists. Demoman looked at the bird, she was definitely heavier and taller than both of them and surprisingly fast. Fighting this robot would be suicide.
"Solly, come on. Go!" Demoman motioned him to follow.
But it was too late. Soldier swung his arm around and hit Chica across the face, causing her head to snap to the side. Chica grabbed her head and twisted it to face him, while Soldier punched her repeatedly in her robotic stomach, which didn't do much.
Chica swung her feathered hand and hit Soldier square in the jaw, sending the Patriot stumbling backwards until finally he collapsed.
"Aww, cripe!" Demoman cursed, he backed away before Chica could bite or take a swing at him too. He grabbed Soldier's arms and dragged him towards the East Hallway.
Pyro ran down the hallway, being here was strange for the firebug. He had never ever seen something this creepy besides when he went to the Mann Manor house, Hell, or the Harvest event. Here, everything was dark and with flames. His playmates no longer looked like babies, they looked like adults. When he saw the animatronics in the camera, he felt they were rather... uncomfortable. The arsonist had never felt this uncomfortable around something so eerie and mysterious before and this new emotion was puzzling him.
Pyro's thoughts were interrupted by a shadow approaching, dragging someone. Pyro crouched down, ready to tackle whoever it was. Despite Engineer's warning to run, he wasn't going to let these robotic monsters take his friends away. The figure finally got close enough for Pyro to make contact and he tackled them.
"Agh! Bloody hell!" Demoman screamed as Pyro threw himself on top of the Englishmen. "What the hell are ye doin, Pyro?"
"Smphrry" Pyro said. He looked over at Soldier, who was unconscious. "Mmmph mmmph mmmph?"
"He got-" Demoman was interrupted by metallic footsteps approaching around the corner. Demoman and Pyro turned around and saw the metallic bird. Chica squealed and stepped towards them, but before she could even make a step she was pinned against the wall by Heavy. The Russian had all his weight on the animatron.
"Go, go, go!" Heavy shouted. "Metal giant is strong!" Heavy let out a grunt, as the bird began to push him back.
Demoman and Pyro grabbed Soldier and carried him away as fast as they could.
Engineer and Medic explored the West Hallway, Medic carried a flashlight in his hand and wavered it around the empty hallway. Silence fell between the two of them as they searched. Medic gritted his teeth and frowned, the silence felt rather... horrible. Whatever was around, he didn't anticipate to meet them or hear them. Medic chuckled silently to himself, finding it funny how he doesn't fear being blown into bits by a rocket or grenade, or being shredded by a mini-gun, or being stabbed in the back, but here he feels so paranoid, the fragile, so... vulnerable. Maybe it was because his teammates who would always protect him, couldn't because they could barely protect themselves. Medic sighed, he just might be going insane... err... more insane.
"Nothin'..." Engineer said, breaking the tedious silence. Medic aimed the flashlight further down the hallway. They saw a white arm with a red short sleeve. From the looks of it, he looked like he was hiding.
"Scout? Is zhat you?" Medic called.
Scout didn't react, or move. Medic gave a grim look at Engineer, who didn't look back. They began to walk towards Scout.
"Scout?" Engineer also called.
Scout peaked around the corner and his eyes widened.
"What's the matter, partner? You look like you've seen a ghost or something." Engineer joked.
Scout pointed behind him.
"Vhat is it?" Medic asked. He suddenly felt a metal hand on his shoulder and a groan from behind him. Medic and Engineer both turned around to see Bonnie looking at them.
Bonnie made a loud screech, soon having the 3 mercenaries join in, only their screams were more terrified. "Run, you idiots! Run!" Scout shouted and ran back towards the dining area.
Medic pulled away from Bonnie and began to run with Engineer, who was following Scout. Behind them the purple bunny gave pursuit.
Spy stood outside with Sniper, hearing the scream from the 3 mercenaries. "What zhe hell...?" Spy turned to look at the door, curiously.
Sniper sighed, "Come on, those pansies are probably prankin' us for leavin' 'em to take a break."
"You can go ahead, let me finish this." Spy gestured towards his cigarette, and continued to work on it slowly.
"What's goin' on?" The Australian asked as he walked through the front door. He looked down the West Hallway and then looked at Pirate Cove.
"Aye, ya might want-a get runnin'. We've got company from those robots!" Demoman exclaimed, running past Sniper while still carrying Soldier with Pyro down the West Hall.
"Ah, piss..." Sniper cursed through gritted teeth, he didn't bother to act surprised. After seeing wizards, sentries and almost everything else you can imagine (except the TF2 fan-fiction website)... This was considered normal.
"Ugh... What is zhe problem zhis time?" A figure said from behind. Sniper jumped, he turned around to see the Spy, who was materializing after turning temporarily invisible.
"Bloody hell, mate. You almost gave me a heart attack!" Sniper said, he felt his heart pounding against his ribs. It was rather comical, nothing could really scare him besides Pyro and Spy.
"...Help!" A gravel Russian voice echoed from down the hall.
"Is that Heavy?" Sniper asked.
"Obviously," Spy remarked, "We should probably go help 'im."
Sniper started down the hallway, Spy following. As they approached, they saw 2 large figures, one pushing the other against the wall in a struggle.
As they neared, they saw it was Chica and Heavy. "Help, now...!" Heavy's giant arms began to tremble as Chica relentlessly pushed back, slowly wearing the giant Russian down.
"I will kill you, and kill you, and kill you, coward robot!" Heavy emptily threatened. Chica finally gave one giant shove and sent the Russian backwards.
"What iz zhe plan?" The Frenchman whispered.
Sniper knew Heavy wouldn't be able to go a second round with a robot that doesn't seem to wear down. "Why don't you try and fight us, ya demonic, yellow-headed piss-head!?" Sniper barked, causing Chica to turn to them.
"Nice job, bushman." Spy mocked, "Now run..."
Sniper immediately spun around and ran, while Spy switched his inviswatch on and disappeared in a cloud of smoke. The one time he's in danger and he doesn't have his sniper rifle, yet the spook has all his fancy gadgets and tools.
Sniper turned the corner to go down the East Hallway, still hearing the metal footsteps of Chica only a few short feet behind him. He ran into the office and shut the door behind him.
The Australian let out a sigh and slid down on the ground, his back against the door. He looked up at the window to see the yellow bird scanning the office for him. He stood still for what felt like minutes, looking at the window and seeing the bird eyeing every part of the office she could see for some kind of life.
"You big-head, wanker! Ya can't even see where I've left!"
Sniper gazed up at the window and saw Chica run to where the voice was. "What the bloody hell was that?" Sniper asked. He didn't say that... Was there another him?
Sniper rubbed his forehead, he didn't care. All the events have happened so fast he was too exhausted to care. Spy, Heavy and him were safe.
Suddenly, he heard whispering coming from the blind spot in the West Hallway. He stumbled to his feet and reluctantly walked over there, prepared for anything.
Spy watched as Chica pursued Sniper. Sighing, he pulled out his disguise kit (cigarette kit). He knew he wasn't suppose to bring his items for the battlefield out in public, but he was nothing without them.
He pulled out a cigarette and unrolled the cigarette paper, on the paper was a rough etch of the Sniper's face. He put it on over his face and put the rest of the cigarette in his mouth.
He saw Chica stalking Sniper through the window. He waited for his disguise to materialize completely and then ran around the corner and shouted, "You big-head, wanker! Ya can't even see where I've left!"
Chica turned around and ran towards him, Spy back-pedaled and ran into the dining area where he turned invisible.
Scout bolted backstage and came face to face with a series of masks lazily propped on the shelves. On a table, a robotic skeleton was sitting up staring at him with it's metal jaw open.
"Okay, that is really freakin' creepy." Scout commented, he brushed it off though. After all the crazy shit that has happened today, this was his least concerning problem. Behind him, Medic and Engineer ran past the room he was in and Bonnie was furiously following them. Scout sighed, he couldn't do anything to stop that freakin' bunny, right now. His heart was pounding out of his chest, and his ears were still ringing from that loud screech.
"Zhis vay!" Medic motioned Engineer to follow him around the tables, which started a few minutes of Bonnie chasing them in circles. Unfortunately, Spy had unintentionally led Chica into the same room they were in. Medic and Engineer went around the room one last time before they realized Chica was blocking them from the end table.
"Agh, hell..." Engineer cursed. Both mercenaries came to a halt a few feet in front of Chica, Bonnie ran and came to a halt behind them a few feet away. For a few moments, they stared at each other, each waiting for the other to make their move. A tense silence roamed the room for a few moments, only the fast breathing of the mercenaries made a sound.
Medic looked around, panicked. He turned around to see Bonnie, who seemed like it was getting progressively closer every time they looked away.
Engineer looked at this methodically, trying to figure out a way for him and Medic to get passed the 2 surrounding them, but nothing came to mind. Engineer chuckled to himself at the irony: he designed, built, and made killing machines. And now, he realized, the machines were killing him.
A/N: Ha-haa! I did it! Now, I don't want to get you guys upset, but this is the last chapter to the point I have made them. All I've done right now is proof-read and edit some of the work I've already did. But now I have to actually start writing stuff. So you may not get as many chapters, but I'll try to get 2- 3 chapters a week.