+Author's note

Requested by The_Beattomy_heart!

Also.. !VERY HEAVY! gore my lovelies!

...On a side note I hope the flower picture comes up there.. dammit wattpad..!!

"..'Ello? Anyone in there?"

Sniper peered inside the door frame. The door; entirely ripped from it's hinges laid straight on the ground along with many scraps of metal and fallen wood.

Clink, clink, clink.

Sniper looked down to see he had stepped on broken glass.

Kneeling down, he found that the source of the noise was broken shards of a scrumpy bottle under his feet.

The aussie picked one shard up, and looked into it. It reflected the dark clouds rolling from the sky with each flick of his wrist.

He sighed, and getting up, he looked up to see the base was completely consumed in darkness the farther he stared ahead.

"Roight.. best get to it then.."

He murmered to himself, he took out a flashlight and went ahead.

+++

It had been 3 days since the BLUs had attacked, which was highly suspicious.

"It's a trap!" Exclaimed Demoman;

"They're back hiding from us men!" Screamed Solider.

With hours of bickering amongst themselves, the men came to a conclusion.

Whether it was a trap or not, someone had to go look up and see what was what.

Sniper grumbled as he remembered drawing the shortest stick among the men, forcing him to be the one to go into BLU territory.

He frowned as he walked further into the BLU base. Something wasn't quite right.

There were no traces of anyone using the building recently, and the air was much colder than it should have been.

Mist started rising from the Austrailian's lips, his fangs glinting in the dark as he gave another sigh.

Pressing forward, he noticed long bits of streamers hanging from the ceiling, with paint dragged onto the walls like some obscure cave painting.

Frowning, he followed the trail until he found the BLU Engineer cut open.

"Holy dooley!"

He jumped back, and stared down at the body in shock.

The BLU Engineer was lying on the floor, dead and cold. His body was cut up, his left arm barely danging from a string of flesh, his legs torn off completely.

Sniper widened his eyes as he flashed the lights towards the streamers.

It turned out it was intestines hanging above him.

The Austrailian stood there in shock, trying to take in the sudden scene around him.

Tipping his hat towards the fallen Engineer, he went further into the BLU base.

He wished he hadn't, for there were far more many corpses ahead. Mutilated and ripped, the corpses were almost unrecognizable; they were brutally murdered in a fashion even the REDs would have been condemned from doing.

Sniper stopped in his tracks when he saw the doors to the infirminary. Standing cold and dark, shining as Sniper pointed the flashlight at it.

He noticed that the door was slightly ajar, and saw that a trail of blood led inside. Sniper stared at the trail.

Fingernails had been etched into the ground.

He fought down the urge to turn with his morbid curiousity. Just what was in there?

He walked in to find the worst mess of all.

The ground was dried up with streaks of blood, eyeballs and toes were strewn across with dry clumps of flesh, bullets and syringues were littered around, and the BLU Medic had his entire head blown off.

Stepping inside, Sniper tripped and fell on something heavy and round.

Startled, Sniper flashed the light, and saw he had tripped on the Medic's head.

It's eyes were looking in opposite directions, a grin of insanity forever carved onto the German's features.

Sniper gave a yelp and kicked it away when he heard something.

SLAP!

Sssssstttttt...

SLAP!

Ssssssttt..

SLAP!

SSsssssssssTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT....

Something was coming toward him.

Sniper looked around in panic, and started frantically flashing the lights around as he continued to hear something slap it's flesh onto the cold tiled floors as it seemed to drag something heavy.

A dark figure crawled up to Sniper, and with a yelp, he fell onto his behind as he looked up.

It was the BLU (class). Her hair was tangled and matted with blood, and her face was badly bruised. She clutched her stomach with one hand, and used the other to drag herself forward.

Her ripped lips parted, emmiting a small dusty whisper.

"Help me.."

Realizing that the girl was alive, he ran forwards and helped her up.

She groaned but still managed to keep herself standing with the aussie's help.

"Bloody hell! Wot tha hell happened to you? Wot happened to this place?!"

The girl stumbled on her feet and bit her lip, silently pleading for assistance.

Sniper laid her down on the surgery table, and looked around the cabinets.

He found a bandage, and a water bottle, and ran back to (Y/n).

Sniper bandaged her side and helped her dry partched lips reach out for water.

Spluttering out half a mouthful of water, the girl chocked down the rest with fitful coughs, as she tried to speak.

"The.. Medic.. he went.. about and.. he just lost control..."

She groaned as Sniper put an arm around her, trying to carry her out.

"He's dead. Alroight we moight be on different teams but you're gonna come with me sheila-"

"Scout"

Sniper froze at the sudden name.

"..wot?"

"Where's our Scout?"

Sniper frowned in confusion.

"Oi.. now that you mention it.."

He couldn't remember if he saw the Scout's body. But then again.. they were hardly even recognizable at this point..

"He.. he's probably in my room.. he tried to find me.. when this all started.."

Sniper tried to lift (Y/n) again.

"Look.. Oi hardly think anyone here's still aloive.. just look at you! You hardly made it...!"

(Y/n) lookes up with bleary eyes.

"Please..."

+++

Sniper carried (Y/n) upstairs, and followed her directions.

Straight down the hall, last door to the left.

Walking down the hall, dust puffed up with each step he took, the floor creaking as he left dry footprints of blood behind him.

Creaking the door open, Sniper and (Y/n) heard a frantic whisper.

"Not a tattle teller.. notgoingto not going to.. no no no"

Sniper spotted a crouching figure on the ground, and flashed a light at it.

The BLU Scout rocked himself back and forwards, blood running down from his fist as he kept chewing at it, his body littered with scars.

"Scout?"

The boy looked up, and soon withheld his look of fright as he saw (Y/n).

"(Y/n)?!"

He stumbled forwards, clumsily getting to his feet as if he hadn't walked in days. He held a wide grin that stretched too far on his face.

"Scout..? What's.. what happened to you..?! Why are you acting like this?"

Scout laughed as he stumbled about, muttering as he tried to stand.

"(Y/n)'s okay.. she's fine.. she's here... here here here here here here here here her-"

Scout looked up and grinned.

"Hiya"

Sniper and (Y/n) looked down at Scout with mortification.

"Scout.. what happened..?"

Scout gave a nervous giggle and a snarl.

"He tried to find you.. I tell him you're gone.. he said he'll kill you.. BUT I DIDN'T TELL! I DIDN'T TELL HIM!!!"

Scout started muttering and chewed his fist.

"I'm not a tattle teller.. I won't say.. he'll hurt my bestie.. bestie.. He can cut me and hurt me.. HAHA! yes he can! But I won't! She's my friend.. I won't!"

(Y/n) looked down at her maddened friend.

"He tortured you.."

Scout looked up and beamed, nodding at (Y/n)'s words.

She gave a miserable look.

"Don't worry.. I made him pay.. I killed him for you.. for all of us"

She stretched out a hand, and Scout stretched out his bloody knawed fist, holding her hand.

(Y/n) smiled through tear stained eyes.

"And even now.. even when you lost your mind.. you still..."

Scout beamed.

"Besties!"

+++

Sniper walked down the halls of the RED base.

Spy stood at the end of the hall and gave him a weary look.

"Zhe girl?"

"Fast asleep. Medic's still tending to her wounds though"

Spy nodded and showed Sniper into the room.

The BLU Scout was tied to a pipe, smiling and muttering to himself as he repeatedly hit his head against the wall.

The Sniper and Spy looked down at him pitifully.

"What should we do with zhis one?"

"He's lost it mate, can't do anything else about it"

Spy took a heavy drag of his cigarette as the two men stood over the Scout.

"Might as well end his mizery.. I'll tell zhe girl he had internal wounds.."

Sniper nodded and sighed. Taking out his kurki, he walked towards Scout.

"C'mon, Oi'll make this quick for ya.. Oi'm sorry 'bout this.."

Scout stopped banging his head and looked up to see the Austrailian with his kukri raised high, until it went down faster and faster and faster and fas-