SCREAM part 1

A/N: Well, here's the first chapter of the story. It all starts out with Flippy and his friends going on a vacation and getting stuck on a bridge due to traffic. Then the bridge begins to collapse and that's when things get all…crazy…

Also, I just wanna add a few thank yous to some other HTF writers for letting me borrow some of their OCs:

METHEREAPER for letting me use Meth and Nanette.

Ferretsrule700 for letting me use Shuger and Spice.

Killer Raptor for letting me use Nappy.

Kitten630 for letting me use Perfect.

And AdoresAnime for letting me use Tevor and Kyra

It was approximately 2:07 p.m. near the edge of the HTF village and dozens of vehicles were traveling along the bridge that lead to the country road and into the city. Everyone was heading into town to go sight seeing and partying after the mayor built a whole supply of new buildings and tourist attractions, like the HTF Park for example and the International Airport. The sun was shining and it was very hot on a day like today, but it was also a perfect day for adventure. That's why Flippy ans some of his pals had decided to go to the city for some of their own enjoyment. That's right…Flippy was going along with friends and was NOT going to flip out.

After the little incident at the carnival, Flippy found a way to control his inner demon self without causing any harm to his loved ones and friends so everything was perfect right now. He was in an orange and yellow van with three other animals. One of them was a black bear wearing a brown shirt. His name was T.J. Wiliker and he was famous for rescuing hundreds of animals from deadly fires within the HTF village. Another character located within the van was a bulky and stout rhino with green and yellow stripes all over his body named Fally. His parents should've named him Clumsy because he couldn't walk down a sidewalk without tripping over his own feet at least once. No one was sure why he was so unstable, but they just made sure they weren't in front of or behind him when he fell…for obvious reasons. The last person in the car was Sherry, who was a blue rhino with relation to Fally. Everyone was saying that they were dating each other or were even married, but no one ever confirmed this fact yet so everybody was clueless.

Right now, the van was driving along the road leading over to the red bridge made of ten different types of metals and even brick for a little more sturdiness. The music was blaring in the van loud enough to break the windows of the other cars, especially since they were listening to this hardcore metal song. And the noise level was gradually rising due to T.J. and Flippy screeching the song at the top of their lungs.

"Cherishiiiing, those feelings pleasuriiiiing!!!" sang Flippy.

"Cover meeeeee, unwanted clemen-caaaaaayy!!!" sang T.J.

Then both bears began to sing in unison:

"Scream till there's silence!"

"Scream while there's life left!"

"VAAAAAANISHIIIIIING!!!"

"Scream from the pleasure!"

"Unmask your desire!"

"PEEEERRRIIIISHIIIIINGG!!"

"God I love this song!! What's it called?" asked T.J.

"Gee, what are we doing right now T.J.?" asked Flippy.

"Um…screaming?"

"There ya go!"

"They named a song called 'Scream'?" asked Sherry.

"Finally! Someone made a song that explains what you gotta do to get someone's attention!" said Fally.

"Fally, your name's Fally and you smoke a pound of pot everyday. You already got enough attention as it is." said T.J.

Fally raised an eyebrow. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Who cares what it means?! We're going to the city baby! H-T-F!!"

"…I think all that smoke is getting to your head T.J." laughed Flippy.

"Says the schizophrenic bear who murders anyone when he flips out!"

"I told you: I handled him already! You won't be seeing anymore of that guy ever again!"

"Really?" asked Fally.

"Yeah."

"Then who's that menacing green bear with spiky teeth laughing in the rearview mirror?"

Flippy glanced up to see his "other side" laughing at him evilly with a wicked smile on his face and a knife in his hand. Flippy growled and quickly ripped the rearview mirror from the roof of the car, stuffing it into his mouth.

"What rearview mirror?"

"The one you just put in your mouth."

Flippy gulped so hard that he almost choked on the mirror. He exhaled heavily and said, "What thing I just put in my mouth?"

"…Nothing."

That's when the van screeched to a halt right behind a small blue sedan with another HTF animal inside. Flippy and his pals were now on the bridge and sadly, in the middle of a pile up. There were at least 60+ vehicles on this one bridge alone, as it was over two miles long in length. In fact, it even had a bridge that transported the tunnel on the right side of the structure.

"Damnit."

T.J. honked the horn twice and shouted out, "MOVE YOUR ASS!!" to the driver of the blue sedan. The animal of the blue sedan merely replied by hoisting his middle finger. T.J. grumbled to himself and sighed heavily.

"Guess we're stuck here." said Fally.

"No shit Sherlock. It took you that long to figure it out?"

"Well since we're stuck here, how's about we talk about what we're gonna do while we're in the city." suggested Sherry.

"It's gonna be so awesome man! I'm gonna go to that All-You-Can-Eat buffet down at The Burro. A couple friends of mine placed a bet saying I can close the place down in one day." said T.J.

"I'm gonna go check out the natural museum and go sight-seeing and stuff. I hear my dad got a new job there so maybe I can meet up with him and say high." said Sherry.

"What about you Fally?" asked Flippy.

"I got five bags of pot in the trunk. Whatcha think I'm gonna do?"

Everybody groaned loudly.

"Please tell me you didn't go on this road trip just to smoke some pot in a hotel."

"I got friends coming along!"

"And you're all gonna meet up in a motel to have a smoke off?" asked T.J.

"Pretty much, yeah."

"That's real eventful…" laughed Flippy.

"See, this is why you're not getting any of my fuckin' weed Flip."

"I stopped smoking a while back; the fumes were getting to me."

"So if I started smoking right now, you wouldn't care?"

"No."

"Cool."

Fally put a joint up to his mouth and set it ablaze with one of his lighters. He inhaled deeply and started to cough violently when the fumes began to fill up the van. Flippy and Sherry began to cough as well, not wanting to get high before they even got to the city.

"See? It's totally safe dude!!" coughed Fally.

"Damnit Fally, put that out!" demanded Sherry.

"What for?"

"There's a fuckin' cop car right next to us!"

Fally muttered "Oh shit." before he set his bag of weed on fire and chucked it at the cop car. The animal police officer was minding his own business when the flaming pile of drugs landed right on his windshield. Instead of getting out of the car and arresting Fally and the others, he yelled out, "OH SHIT!!" and started whacking the bag with his hat, spreading the drugs all over his car. He veered his head back inside and activated the sprinklers in his car so he could wash the residue away. But the weed simply spread itself all over his windshield, covering it in green and black muck.

"…My boss is going to kill me…" he said to himself.

Back in the van, Fally was sitting in the van whistling to himself casually, looking away from the cop car.

"See? Problem solved."

However, the van was still smoky, so Flippy decided to open the door and take a short walk outside to air out his lungs.

"Hey! Where you goin' Flips?"

"I'll be back in a few minutes." said Flippy, with red eyes.

Flippy then proceeded to walk along the bridge slowly, trying to enjoy the moment. He was going to the city to have a great time on a perfect day. The sun was heating up his body and feeling his heart with joy; he even stopped walking to gaze at the narrow river and canyon that was underneath the bridge. He smiled to himself and began to rest against the railing of the bridge, nearly falling into the canyon when a bar broke off the bridge and he almost leaned over the edge. Flippy sighed with relief and continued to walk forward, encountering a black car with a guitar symbol on it and rock music blaring from the speakers.

"Hey Flippy! FLIPPY!!" shouted one of the occupants.

Flippy ran onto the road and looked into the car to see a bright white bear with black hair, wearing a dark black shirt. It was Meth.

"Cool! You're going to the city too Meth?"

"Yeah, we got this gig to play for the HTF mayor himself!"

"Nice! Where's your little girlfriend Nanette?"

Meth shrugged. "Dunno. I heard she was with some other rock band in Liberty City."

"Yeah, I see what you mean. Omane broke up with me after she realized what I was. Y'know, with the flipping out issue."

"We all got secrets we don't wanna share. Sometimes it's best we don't talk about personal conflicts in our past…" said Meth with his voice trailing off.

That's when Flippy heard a loud snap from up above, followed by two low groans and a clank.

"What the…"

He turned his head left and right but found nothing out of the ordinary. But then, he heard another snap and something began to groan metallically, as though someone was bending a thick bar of metal. He continued to stand there, waiting for the loud noises to cease, but for some odd reason, it was only growing louder. Meth suddenly screamed and gunned his car backwards, but couldn't do anything because he rear ended the truck behind him. Flippy looked down to notice a giant shadow growing beneath his feet and he looked straight ahead to see a thick cylindrical wire made of metal and copper falling right towards him. Flippy screamed and rolled out of the way when it swooped on the bridge like the minute hand on a clock. The wire landed with a booming crash and hurled Flippy's body over to another car, prompting the driver to get outside and look at what happened.

The wire landed directly on top of Meth's car, which explained all the glass and metal…and blood on the road. In fact, it landed right on the windshield and killed Meth and the passenger almost instantly; all Flippy could recognize was an arm hanging through the crushed window limply. Flippy could only stare at the wreckage in pain…and anger. No, it wasn't pain at all, it was strictly anger. He started to breathe heavily and his inner demon began to come out. Flippy immediately slapped himself repeatedly before "he" came out and shook his head, returning to the van. But as he got back, his teeth became pointy and he laughed evilly. Flippy banged his head on the side of the van several times until his nose was bleeding and he was resting on the road of the bridge, looking up at the beams supporting the bridge.

"Flippy, you alright buddy? That cable almost turned you into a bear patty!" said T.J., jumping out of the van.

Flippy groaned to himself and rubbed his bloody head before he stood up and looked into the mirror on the door of the car. At first, he was looking at himself, but his vision soon grew spiky teeth that formed a malicious smile with anger in its eyes. It was his demon again.

"Hello Flippy." growled the evil bear twin.

"NO!!" No, you're not supposed to be here!! I killed you and all of your evil clones!"

"No Flippy…you sent me to Hell. And now that Hell's about to take over this world…I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT!!!"

Flippy's demon jumped through the mirror and attacked Flippy by trying to stab him with a knife. However, Fally intervened by charging (and falling) on the homicidal green bear. Flippy, T.J., and Sherry ran away from the van screaming. Today was not the day to try and kill a demon like Flippy, so they just decided to cut and run.

"Come on! There's a sheriff station back in town! It's not too far from here!" said Sherry.

Unfortunately for Sherry, as she began to run back into town, a massive support beam that began the section of the bridge snapped and began to free fall right to the starting point of the bridge.

"SHERRY!!" screamed Flippy and T.J.

It was too late for her to do anything. The second she looked up, she, and several other HTF pedestrians were flattened like pancakes, blood squirting in all directions. Flippy and T.J. tried to climb over the rod, but more support beams began to snap and fall onto the wreckage and only made the pile higher. To their left was an enormous pile of metal blocking their way to safety, and to their right was a homicidal bear/demon who was slowly gutting his way through a green rhino, laughing menacingly. And if that wasn't bad enough, the two bears looked up to see that the sky was slowly turning grey and it was getting dark…very dark.

"Heh heh heh!! It's starting…" laughed Flippy's demon.

"What's starting you homicidal son of a bitch?!" demanded T.J.

That's when the bridge shook violently and a stream of smoke erupted from cracks in the road. Cars began to roll forward as though they were falling down a slope. In fact, that's exactly what was happening. The wires supporting the other side of the bridge that led to the tunnel had snapped and the bridge was slowly leaning at a 10 or 20 degree angle. People began to swarm out of their cars and panic as more and more support beams and cables began to fall to the road like a trail of dominoes, waiting to crush anyone underneath them. Flippy and T.J. began to run forward when the car in front of them was crushed by a support beam, spewing glass in a beaver's face. Flippy gasped dramatically when the beaver turned out to be Toothy and rushed to his aid.

"What are you doing Flippy?! We gotta get the fuck off this bridge!"

But Flippy still stayed true to his war code: No man gets left behind. Toothy was a friend of his and he was going to save him no matter what. Besides, he already lost two of his friends in the carnage…he didn't need to lose anymore. Flippy grunted with effort as he picked up the wounded beaver and started to run along the bridge with his body on his back.

"Thank you Flippy!" said Toothy, weakly.

"No problem!"

Toothy gasped dramatically and shouted, "Watch out!!" while pointing to his left. A thin wire connecting the upper support beam and the rails on the bridge snapped. Due to all the pressure, the wire fell to the ground at lightning speed and acted as a knife, severing anybody who was caught in the path.

"WHEW!! That was a close one, eh Toothy? …Toothy?"

Flippy turned around and was stunned to see that the wire sliced half of Toothy's head off and he was bleeding like a water faucet. Flippy dropped the body and began to run alongside T.J. It was around this time where Flippy saw his demon running right towards them…with another victim's head in his hand. Both of them screamed and began to run as hard and as fast as they could before the demon reached them, but things continue to go wrong. For example, a tanker's horn honked behind them and it turns out that the driver's head had been crushed with a blunt metal object while his foot was on the accelerator. So the truck gunned itself forward and inadvertently aimed for both bears. T.J. pushed Flippy out of the way and was hit with full force by the tanker. Normally, he'd simply get run over or would be dragged by the massive truck, but the second the truck smashed into T.J., his body was thrown into the grill. All of his blood and organs showered the metal and dead flies with a red sticky liquid as the tanker continued to roll down the collapsing bridge.

"T.J.!!" screamed Flippy.

Just then, Flippy saw a long hose dragging behind the tanker, spilling out diesel fuel all over the place. The tanker crashed and the gas began to splatter all over the pile-up and the retreating pedestrians. Lumpy noticed the wreckage and tried to control the hose, but the second he grabbed it, it began to thrash like a dog's tail and he was thrown off the bridge, screaming to his deaths thousands of feet below. Flippy suddenly couldn't move. He was supposed to move in order to survive this "episode" and yet…he couldn't. All the blood and bodies, the reeking odor of the gasoline and the deceased, the blood-curdling shrieks and groans…it was just too much for him.

Now would be a perfect time to flip out, but he can't because his flipped-out Flippy was already out, killing people. His subconscious being had exited his body and now, there was nothing he could do. At least, not until he looked up and saw a heroic blue squirrel with a cape on, hovering above the chaos. It was Splendid.

"Have no fear! Splendid is here!!" said Splendid, heroically.

"Just shut up and save us already! If my calculations are correct, the bridge will collapse in a few minutes!" demanded Sniffles.

"Fine. You don't have to be so damn touchy about it." mumbled Splendid.

So Splendid swooped down to the bridge and grabbed Sniffles with his strong hands. He then proceeded to save another helpless civilian before he was crushed underneath a falling metal wire. Since Splendid couldn't carry both pedestrians at the same time, he placed Sniffles on the top of the bridge and let him sit there for a little while, away from the falling debris. Splendid then zoomed to the pedestrian about to get flattened by the wire, when Flippy's demon threw a knife at his chest. Splendid wasn't hurt, but the force of the knife hurled him to the ground and he was unable to save the civilian and was forced to watch him get squashed.

"Come and get me hero!" taunted the evil Flippy.

Sniffles began to walk along the metal path on the bridge when a huge section of it was knocked loose and Sniffles lost his footing. He screamed loudly as he fell down the bridge, knowing he'd suffer the same fate as Lumpy. But he was in luck today, because he was able to grab the wires hanging from the side of the bridge. Well…not really; his neck grabbed the wires. In other words, he was getting strangled in mid-air.

"Help…help…" said Sniffles in a strained voice.

Flippy broke out of his trance and ran to the anteater, only to scream when his body fell down into the river…minus his head. There was so much pressure exerted on his throat that the wires broke through the skin and meat and cut his head clean off. Meanwhile, Splendid was kicking the crap outta Flippy's demon, punching him in the face repeatedly and throwing him into cars. Splendid ended the fight by zapping the demonic bear with his heat vision and charring his body until it was black like coal. Flippy's demon moaned loudly and fell down on his face, unconscious.

"Well, he's dead! Who else needs saving by the valiant Splendid?"

Splendid turned to his right and saw the hose spraying gas all over the place. He flew over to the tanker and (no one has any idea why) put his mouth on the hose, swallowing the gas. He thought the best thing to do was suck out all the gas first instead of cleaning it up…at least that's what everybody else thought. Anyways, the gas began to fill Splendid's stomach until he was bloated like a sack full of jelly, or when flaky eats peanuts. After swallowing numerous galloons of fuel, Splendid let go of the hose and fell backwards, vomiting up some of the gas. Flippy's demon abruptly showed up from nowhere…with a lighter in his hand.

"Don't you dare!" demanded Splendid.

Flippy's demon ignored him and laughed, throwing the flame-lit lighter onto a trail of gas that leads to Splendid's mouth. Flippy's demon quickly ran away and watched as Splendid and the tanker exploded and his organs and guts flew into the air, raining down upon the civilians.

"This can't be happening!" said Flippy, shutting his eyes and holding his ears.

It was happening. All these people were dying right before his eyes and there was nothing he could do about. And it was only going to get worse. A train's horn could be heard throughout all the turmoil and by the sounds of it, it wasn't going to stop in time. The train was going to jerk off the tracks and derail. Hell, it could make the bridge situation even worse if it knocked the supporting structures out of place. Flippy, with no other option, ran back to where Sherry died in an attempt to climb the wreckage. But he was too little too late and he saw the train appear from the tunnels. The train instantly derailed and the engine slouched over to its side, making a horrifying screeching noise. Then the car behind that one derailed and another and another; it wouldn't stop. The train was colliding with one another, crumbling into the support bars on the bridge and knocking them out of place. All of the wires instantly snapped and the metal bars and cables hanging at the peak of the bridge groaned loudly and they fell onto the bridge. Just the noise of them impacting the concrete and cars could scare someone shitless. (No, seriously; someone on the bridge shit their pants). The vibration cracked some of their teeth and the force propelled their bodies high into the air like they were bouncing on a trampoline. Except, when they fell back down, they got hurt. Flippy whimpered and slowly stood up after the fall cracked one of his bones in his right leg.

Flippy began to slide backwards as the bridge slowly groaned and fell so far that it was hanging from the road like a drop of water hanging off a stalactite. In other words, it was hanging at a 90 degree angle. The only reason why Flippy was still alive was because he was hanging onto a blunt metal object sticking out of the bridge. Everybody on board the train either fell to their doom or was hanging on the bridge as well. Rocks and metal were falling past his head, narrowly hitting him and plunging him into the river. Suddenly, a silver bunny wearing almost all black grabbed hold of Flippy's foot, hanging on for dear life. Flippy looked down and saw the bunny just in time for Petunia to appear falling out of nowhere and grab onto his other foot.

"This can't possibly get any worse!" cried Flippy.

But after he said that, the impossible happened. The ground below him began to rumble and swirl around like a toilet when it starts to flush. All the trees and rocks and even the river were getting sucked into the center of the swirl that was gradually turning black. About a minute later, the ground exploded and the ground turned into a hole…a hole that was gigantic in diameter and had teeth on the side of the hole. Then these slimy saliva covered…pink tentacles came out by the dozen, waiting for something to get close to them so that they could suck their victim into the hole.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!!?" screamed Flippy.

Whatever it was, it wasn't a hole at all (especially since it was growling and roaring). Flippy looked up to see that the sky was red and filled with black clouds. Something very ominous was about to happen…

"Come on! We have to get back up!" coaxed Flippy.

So all three animals began to climb up the broken down bridge, latching from metal object to metal when they saw Flippy's evil self laughing like a maniac with drool seeping out his mouth.

"It's coming!! HA HA HA HA!!! HE IS COMING!!!"

Flippy didn't know what to do now. He had two choices at the moment: He could continue to climb up or he could climb (or fall) down.

Either option he picked would result in death.

To be continued…