Twisted Fate - Twisted Metal / SCP Crossover

Week 2 - Saturday

Black was taken out of his containment area and led down the hall by guards. He was going to meet this 682 Bell spoke of and he was excited. The guards laughed at this quietly, they knew Black wouldn't be so happy once he meet 682. They entered the heavy containment zone and went past the check point before reaching a large metal elevator. The group entered the elevator which began to lower. Black looked at the guard beside him.

"Is 682 nice?"

Black asked the guard, Bell made 682 out to be a great person, and/or thing!

"Nope. Not at all, maybe you might be different but 682 is a cold mother fucker."

The guard spat a wad of gum down on the floor. 

Black was surprised and a bit worried now. But he shrugged it off, Bell wouldn't lie to Black. Right?

The elevator came to a stop with a jolt and once the door's opened Black was led out by the guards to a set of two huge metal gates. They were heavily reinforced. Black began to get scared.

"Bell said he- he nice but-"

The guard's began to take off the cuffs and collars and one aimed at Black to make sure he didn't start to flee.

"It's going to be alright." 

One guard assured Black before they all left. The doors slid opened slowly and with a screech. Black stepped in and the smell of rotting flesh filled his nostrils. In the center of the room was a huge 20 ft tall alligator like creature with long dirty hair, cracked scales all over, limbs that resembled human limbs growing out of strange places and not to mention the fact that it's carapace was lacking any flesh. It's rib cage was exposed too and it smelt horrible. Black looked up at 682 who was staring at Black with many, many eyes. 

"H-hello. B-bell told me about you."

682 lowered it's carapace and took a closer look at Black who was intimated by 682.

"Bell?.. You met her?"

682 exhaled nasally in Black's face causing Black to nearly puke. Black shook it off however. 

"Yes! Bell Black's Friend!"

682 looked closer at Bell and opened his mouth slightly.

"Listen here motherfucker, you dare hurt her I will rip you apart to fucking shreds."

Black trembled lightly in fear. 

"Black would never hurt her- Black promise. Black can see you care about her and- Black care about her too. What is your name?"

682 moved it's carapace away from Black and sighed. It lumbered slowly. 

"My name? I don't got a name. These scientist fucks just call me SCP-682. Fucking stupid name. I guess your name is Black right?"

Black nodded and looked at 682. His personalty was as disgusting as his appearance. 

"Yes, Black's name is Black. What do you do here?"

682 blinked it's many eyes at Black. 

"Suffer. Hate. Always. I'm always trapped in here and melted alive. I adapt but they don't want me to. They're afraid."

Black sat down and looked up at 682. 682 was certainly much, much taller than Black. 682 looked like a rotting dragon. Minus the wings of course.

"682, does Bell make you happy?"

682 looked back at Black as he began to lumber towards another side of the huge room.

"Yeah, really happy. She's..  calming honestly. Does she make you happy?"

Black nodded quickly. Standing up.

"Yeah! She awesome friend! If she's friends with you that must mean you're awesome too!"

682 sighed again and looked away.

"No, I'm not. I'm a shitty- What the fuck am I anyways-"

Black spoke up

"You're a huge dragon! Can you breath fire?"

682 shook his head slowly from side to side, Black thought he was saying no but smoke began to rise from his Jaws as he shot flames at the viewing windows. The Scientists took cover. Thankfully the glass was unharmed. Black clapped his hands happily.

"That was awesome!"

682 grinned softly.

"You really think so Black?"

Black nodded. 

"You remind me of Bell, she doesn't judge anyone by how they look and shit. Watch after Bell Black, I heard word that the lab coats are making some new sort of super weapon to get rid of me for good. It'll probably fail but you never know."

Black nodded, he didn't quite get why they wanted to get rid of 682 but he decided not to question it. Black began to climb 682.

"Woah- The Fuck are you doing?"

682 was surprised to feel Black climbing him, Black climbed up using his hair to get up to the carapace where he promptly sat down.

"Wow! It's high up here!"

682 chuckled softly. Black looked around. 

"Yeah. Now could you get down? I don't like people sitting on me. It bothers me."

Black nodded and jumped off much to 682 and the scientists surprise. Black landed on the ground with a thud and shrugged it off as if it was nothing.

"See you later 682!"

682 used one of the limbs that was growing out of him to wave goodbye at Black. Black exited through the huge gates which had opened only enough for Black to squeeze through. The Doors slammed shut. 

"Bye Black."

Black had the collar and cuffs placed back on him by the guards who began to lead him back to the elevator. Some of the guards half wished that 682 would turn Black into his personal chew toy. They got back onto the elevator which took them back to the surface level. Once they exited through the checkpoint Black was put back into his containment cell and his cuffs and collars removed. Black sat down, 682 was pretty cool but kinda scary too. But as long as Bell liked him, Black liked him too. 

Black sat on the bed and laid down before falling asleep.