Blood Stained Hands Can Never Be Forgiven.
Ice and Blaze drove out of London and quickly made it too the country. Both sat in complete silence as they drove. “Jack, Jack how could that be?” they both thought to themselves. After several hours of driving they reached the country side. Ice brought the car to a stop outside a country cottage. Several cows were grazing in the field opposite. Far off in the distance, flashes of light and smoke could be seen “the battle is growing ever closer. The master has finished conquering all of Europe; Africa has already fallen beneath his might. But he seems to have stopped his march in to Asia, all the Demon’s and armies seem to do now is quell riots with severe force.” Ice said as they both stared in to the distance.
“He is planning something, he must be. His quest for power will never be sated under the entire world becomes his play thing. Ice, you have got to be careful. Cerebral is after you” Blaze said in reply as he turned to look at Ice, Ice stared directly ahead. “Cerebral is still alive then, he is still trying to consume people for their souls.” Ice replied “He said that there is only a handful more of Demon’s left now, you and me, Sarge, Cerebral, Volt and Quake. Why would the master let Cerebral carry on for so long, he needs the Demon’s to attack the rest of the world.” Blaze said puzzled at the master’s actions “And Demon Hunter, is he truly Jack. He will go after the master. Do you think he stands a chance?” Blaze asked, Ice sighed and slumped back in to his seat. “I don’t know if he will win, but we have to help him get his revenge and for our own revenge.” Ice said as he let out another sigh
“Why is he so mad, what happened. That night I told him about the project before I was taken to the lab. That was the last I saw of him until now.” Blaze asked as he began to wonder. “I don’t know everything, but that night a lot of blood was spilled. I can only tell you what I know.”
1 year and several months ago…
A young man ran through the narrow corridors of the hospital, he was quite tall with wavy light brown hair. He had gentle blue eyes and wore a dark brown suit. Attached to his belt was a ceremonial sword that was in its sheath. As he ran through the corridors he started to pant until he reached the recovery ward. As he pushed open the door he could see a young man lying in a hospital bed. The man was wearing a patient’s outfit and had several bandages around his arms and legs. He instantly smiled as he saw the young man enter his hospital room.
“Hey Jack, I’m glad you came” Doug said as Jack walked towards his bed. “Hey are you alright Blaze?” Jack asked as he sat down besides his bed. “Yeah, I’m fine just a couple of little grazes. I am getting a medal for heroics can you believe it. Anyway what’s with the formal get up?” Doug asked as he saw Jack’s outfit. “Hey, you won’t believe me, I just got promoted. I am a colonel now. Ha ha officer’s are falling like flies at the moment so they are keen to promote people. I just got lucky, I get a much bigger salary and I don’t have to go to front lines. I am to important now apparently.” Jack said answering Doug’s question. “Well I have been promoted to; I am joining a special squad. They are being called the Demon squad. I believe Ice is joining it to.” Doug said with a giant smile on his face
“Demon Squad? I have never heard of it” Jack replied shocked by this, “Oh it’s sounds great. Apparently they have created a new technology that can create super soldiers. The next time you see me I will be faster, stronger and smarter ha ha ha” Doug said laughing at the whole thing. Jack instantly became worried about the whole thing. “Who is in charge of this?” Jack asked. “Oh my old squad leader, Damien Gammon” Doug replied. “Ok, thanks. Well take care Doug I will see you soon ok?” Jack said as he stood up and waved good bye and left the room.
“That night the rain never stopped pouring, lightning lit the night sky as the thunderous black storm clouds covered the sky. Jack ran straight over to Damien office, he new what was happening. Illegal experiments without the knowledge or authority from either the government or the military themselves. There could of only been one reason for this, revolution. Damien had always been known for his strong and ruthless battle tactics. He had also shown his contempt for the current government and criticised it for being to weak”
Jack burst through the door to the skyscrapers office; the room was very large, with windows overlooking the city that were the wall. A couple of plants and pictures decorated the walls. At the other end of the room was a large desk, with a computer monitor on. The monitor lit up the other end of the room, a large black chair was turned around facing the window. The chair slowly swivelled around, and a large man was sat in the chair. He was slightly more bulky then Jack, and taller too. He had brown straight hair and was wearing a very dark brown business suit. He slowly rose up out of the chair. And walked around to the front of the desk, he then looked up at Jack and smiled.
“What do you think you are planning Damien!” Jack shouted as he clenched his fist. “By what ever do you mean, dear Jack” Damien said as he grinned from ear to ear. “experimenting with humans, I am not going to let you get away with that Damien!” Jack shouted as he slammed his fist in to the door. “Ah, so you know do you, I wondered how long it would take until someone else found out about it. But do not misunderstand, I did this for Great Britain, with these super soldiers we could not only win this war but we could rule the world.” Damien said calmly trying to appeal to Jack. “These are human lives! You can not play god! Have you gone insane?” Jack shouted as he became furious with Damien. “My dear Jack, Sacrifices have to be made for the greater good. What are a few human lives for hundreds?” Damien said as he leant against the desk and opened out his arms. “That is not your choice to make Damien, you have no right. I am going to expose this, your finished Damien” Jack said as he turned and started to walk out the door.
“Have it your way then Jack.” Damien said as Jack disappeared off down the long and narrow corridor. Damien leaned over his desk and pressed a speed dial button on his phone. The phone quickly dialled, and after one ring a Russian voice answered. “Hello” the phone said on the speaker setting. “Jack knows, take care of it.” Was all Damien said as he hanged up the phone. He left his office and proceeded down the same corridor that Jack had taken earlier. Jack quickly walked down the corridor, coming the over way was a large man that towered over him. He had very short shaved hair and was wearing an army camouflage uniform. As the two meet their arm knocked each others. Jack arm filled with pain as he grasped it, the man just continued to walk down the corridor not noticing.
“What the hell are you made out of?” Jack said as his arm with numb with the pain. Jack then pushed the button for the elevator before looking back to see that the large man had turned around. He smiled as his eyes fixed on Jack; just then the elevator pinged as the doors opened. Jack started to walk in to the elevator when he heard a thump, as he looked back down the corridor he saw the man bearing down on him as he started to run down the corridor towards Jack. Jack quickly got in to the elevator and pressed the close door rapidly. The doors quickly closed as Jack could see the man had just reached the elevator. The man threw a punch, as the doors of the elevators caved around the fist leaving a large dent in the doors. Jack jumped back and reached for the ground floor button. He just managed to press it as another fist hit the door, as the elevator started moving Jack slumped in the corner of the elevator.
“Jesus what was that?” Jack asked himself, then Jack realised something. “Hey were going up not down” Jack instantly rose to his feet and furiously pressed the ground floor button. But it didn’t make a difference as elevator continued to go upwards. Jack stood back as the elevator pinged, the doors opens and a gust of wind blew in. As Jack looked he could see that it was the roof, the rain had got heavier and lightning rained down from the sky. The sky was pitch back and it time the lightning stuck Jack could see a bit more of the surrounding. The roof was pretty empty except for two large water tanks in the middle. Jack tried to press the buttons on the elevator again but it made no difference. Then another lightning bolt stuck and lit the roof, standing by the water tanks now was a figure. He was wearing a padded vest, with a dark blue tribal marking on it. He was wearing what looked like a robe under the padded the vest, the robe went down to his ankles.
Jack stepped out of the elevator, as he did a lightning bolt stuck the man. Jack instantly looked away a lightning hit him. As he turned around again, the man was still standing unaffected by the lightning the man began to laugh as bolt after bolt hit him. Then Jack looked around, the elevator stood on top of the roof, and on top of the elevator was Damien. “What’s the meaning of this Damien?” Jack shouted “I have a proposition for you Jack, join me and have unlimited power like you have never dreamed of before. We can conquer the world together, your not a fool jack you know it makes sense.” Damien said as he hoped of the elevator, as he landed on the roof the elevator doors closed and the entire elevator disappeared.
“Hmm I would never sign a deal with the devil Damien!” Jack said as he withdrew his sword. “What, do you think god will save you? God is weak; the only thing that is sure in this world is the devil and his demons!” Damien shouted as his words echoed in the air. Jack quickly turned around and threw his sword at the lightning man. The sword flew past him and lodged in to the base of the water tower. The man looked around confused at the water tower. Water started to spill out of the gap between the sword had made. The sword began to shake and the water tower began to rumble. When all of sudden the sword flew out of the water tower and lodged deep in to the roof floor. The water escaped from the water tower like a jet, the stream of high pressure water slammed in to the lightning man. The water pushed him past Jack and Damien until he disappeared of the roof. The man screams could be heard until they faded out. The water now spread and covered the roof with less momentum now that the pressure had been eased. Jack quickly ran over to his sword and pulled it out of the roof.
As he turned around he saw that Damien hadn’t moved at all, “ha ha impressive Jack, even in such diversity you manage to act strong and confident. It’s a shame you wouldn’t join me, you would make a remarkable demon. But you have not only sealed your fate, you have sealed the fate of all the people you care about” Damien said gloating. “What? What have you done!” Jack shouted demanding answers. “Well, I released them from the troubles of life. Why is that a problem. Ha ha ha” Damien laughed “You Son of a bitch!” Jack shouted as he charged, Jack sliced through the air but Damien simply ducked. Jacked sliced above his head, Damien thrust his knee in to his belly sending him flying backwards across the roof.
“As the battle raged on the roof, Quake and Cerebral carried out their missions. They first targeted Jack’s family. His wife Helena and his two kids Samuel and Jessica.”
“hmm what a fitting night don’t you think Quake, hmm I wonder what they will taste like?” Cerebral pondered as he licked his lips. “Your sick Cerebral, you got mental issues. Did mummy and daddy abuse you?” Quake said with a sarcastic voice. “Shut up! You have no idea!” Cerebral said in a deep strict voice with his eyes locked with Quake’s eyes. Quake quickly backed down “ok sorry, geez chill okay” Quake said as he walked up to the front door. Cerebral followed behind him, as they reached the door Quake turned around, “do you think we should knock?” Quake asked as his fist became encased with rock and dirt. “Go for it” Cerebral responded.
Quake slammed his fist in to the door, knocking it of its hinges. As the door flew of the hinges they flew inside the house and slammed against the floor. Cerebral and Quake looked at each other “maybe I overdid it” Quake said as Cerebral walked past him. “Bloody Americans” Cerebral quietly whispered as he enter the house. As they both entered the house, a little boy came running around the corner in to the room. The rocks and dirt around Quake’s hand escaped his hand and wrapped around the boys neck. He slowly started to choke as it gripped tighter and tighter. Cerebral and Quake quickly dashed past the boy and up the stairs. When they reached the top of the stairs Cerebral dashed towards to the main bedroom and Quake went to the kids room. Cerebral closed the door and women screams filled the house. Quake dashed in to the kids room and smothered the little girl. After a while they both came out on to the landing, Cerebral was covered in blood. “Well then that’s done, on to the next target” Quake said as they walked down the stairs
“Many people died that night as the battle between Damien and Jack raged on, the water drenched their clothes. And Jack could feel the absolute power of the master.” ]
Jack hit the ground with a splash as the water pushed past him. Jack tried to rise to his feet but the last hit had taken everything out of him. Damien quickly reached him with tremendous speed and kicked Jack in the head. Jack slammed in to the water tower. He slumped down and leant against it as the water trickled out past him. Damien was once again towering above him, as Jack looked up the lightning continued to rain down above them. Damien leant down and grabbed Jack collar and lifted him of his feet. His fist slammed in to his belly, as Jack spurted out blood. Still holding on to his collar Damien flipped over his back and slammed him in to the floor.
Jack tumbled along as the water gently pushed past him, as he tried to stand up he collapsed on to his knees. He began to pant heavily as his body was riddled with pain. He vision began to blur as Damien slowly started to walk towards him. Jack clasped hold of his sword as it lay by his side. Damien soon stood before him, “Look at you Jack, you’re pathetic. Clinging on to your pitiful life, this is your last chance. God will not save; God does no longer care about us. Only the Devil will show you what you deserve, Power and everything you could possibly desire. Join me and we will shape this world how I see fit. You know it makes sense.” Damien said as he stood in front of Jack looking down on him.
“You would kill thousands if not millions, to attain your desires. You do not value life; you merely rob people of it. You can be the devils bitch for all I care, but I will always be there to stop me. Even if I die the people of this world will unite and stop you. Your plan is doomed to fail.” Jack said with a smile on his face. “Save me your righteous indignation, you place too much faith in these people. They are like lemmings and they will soon do everything I say. Now die, and go to your precious god!” Damien shouted as he raised his fist in the air to deliver the fatal blow. Seizing his chance, Jack thrust his sword forward. It tore through Damien’s stomach and pierced through his body. Damien stood still as Jack let go of the handle and slumped down. Damien looked down at the sword as blood ran down his suit. He started to smile slightly as he grasped the handle; he slowly began to pull the sword out. Jack stared at Damien not believing what he was seeing.
And in one quick tug Damien pulled out the sword, it was dripping in blood, Jack just stared at the hole as it started to rebuild it self at an amazing rate. But before he could speak Damien thrust the sword downwards through Jacks chest. It tore through his back narrowly avoiding his spine. Blood began to trickle up through Jack mouth. “How befitting, impaled by your own sword.” Damien said as he tapped Jack’s head knocking him backwards on to the floor. Jack soon passed out. As Damien turned around and the elevator had reappeared as the door opened out stepped an old man with a white lab coat on, he had short grey hair but was bald in the middle. He was an Asian man .
As the man approached the body, he began to look down at Jack. “Dr Kusangi, I want to turn him in to a Demon, wipe his memories as well I don’t want him to remember anything. After all this Jack, you will become my unwitting pawn. Ha ha you should of taken up my off, at least you would of saved yourself this pain.” Damien laughed as he turned around and disappeared in to the elevator. The doctor knelt down besides Jack and slowly pulled out the sword. “Do not worry, I will rebuild you. I have seen to much death and destruction in my life time. As my last act in this world, I want in it to be good. You will become my Demon Hunter and undo to evil that I put on this world.”
“That was what happened on that fateful night, I am not sure of the specifics but Jack’s body had disappeared even from the masters view. Dr Kusangi was later killed by the master saying that he was no longer needing him. But I know believe it was because he had hidden Jack’s body somehow from him. The master infuriated by this killed him, he can still create Demon’s though as he still has all the information and research notes. So if we don’t hurry and finish off the master and destroy the research notes then even more demon’s will appear and we will have almost no chance of making it to the master.” Ice said as he opened the car door and stepped out. Blaze did the same, after smothering out the fire that his hair had caused on the car seat.
“So if we don’t attack the master soon then no matter what we do we will have to face more and more demons?” Blaze asked as he walked around the car. “Yeah, at least that is what I think anyway.” Ice replied as he started to walk towards the cottage. “well Quake and Volt are not just going to let us stroll in you know” Blaze said. “Yes I had realised we have to think of a plan” Ice said.
Meanwhile…
”Hello Volt, nice of you to come I have some people to introduce you to” the master said as he sat in his throne. Volt was knelt down in front of him, as he stood up he looked at his master. “New people?” Volt asked puzzled, “Yes, I have decided to replace the old squad with a new super demon squad. Let me introduce them.” As the door at the end of hall opened in walked four people. “What do you mean ‘replace’ master?” Volt asked but he didn’t receive an answer. As the people walked closer Volt could see them more clearly. On the far left there was a large man, he must have been at least five or six stones over weight. He was holding what looked like a hand held cannon, but with out any kind of ignition or trigger. He was wearing large trousers with brown and white stripes. Across his top was a sleeveless vest which seemed to very tight on him.
The man standing next to him was thin, and quite tall. He had wavy blond hair and dark blue eyes. He wearing a waist coat that was a deep red, his shirt was white and hand black trousers. Attached to his belt was a sword with an extremely complicated design on the handle that was moulded on. Standing next to him was the strangest dressed man, he was in a traditional Japanese samurai armour. All that could be seen was deep dark red eyes through the helmet. He was holding a plain traditional Japanese katana, but engraved on the sword was the Japanese symbol’s for war. The man standing next to him, was rather plain. He was not holding any weapon, he was just wearing a dark black robe that was tightened around the waist by rope. He was around six foot with dark brown hair. He had dark brown eyes as well.
As Volt looked at them all, he turned his attention back towards his master. “Let me introduce from the left. Famine, Pestilence, War and Death they are my four horsemen of the apocalypse.” The master said as he rose out of his seat with his hands stretched out towards the ceiling. “Apocalypse? Why have you created the four horsemen?” Volt asked puzzled. The Master looked down on Volt and smiled “to fulfil my plans of course” the Master said as he sat back down on his throne “What to conquer the world?” Volt asked. “No my dear Volt, that was never my plan. I will change this world. It will become my personal hell, the devil shall come forward and claim this world that god created as his own. And I will stand beside his side; imagine all the pain and suffering, rivers of blood, Mountains of bones.”
“What! Why would you want such a thing?” Volt screamed after hearing his master’s words. “Power, the power I hold is nothing to what I could attain. The ability to shape existence, change the universe, break down the dimensional barriers between worlds. I will become a GOD!” The master yelled as he had a crazed look in eyes. “What your mad, I won’t let you. I will take over this show. The world will be mine!” Volt shouted at his master as electricity passed through his body. The master looked down at Volt and smiled. “Oh well, it doesn’t matter I was going to kill you anyway. You outlived your usefulness. Horsemen end his life for me” The master said as he waved his hand.
As Volt turned he saw the four horsemen stood there, the electricity started to form in the end of his hands. As he looked at them Death waved his hand, Volt vision became distorted for a second and then returned to normal. “DIE!” Volt yelled as his thrust his hands forward. Four lightning bolts shot forward and hit them all dead on. They all screamed in pain, before collapsing to the floor dead. Volt quickly turned around to see that the master hadn’t moved. Volt spread out his arms and electricity started to build up again. “How good of you not to run away my master” Volt said sarcastically. Volt put his hands together in front of himself, a ball of lightning started to form in the middle. “Behind you” The master said without moving. “Do you think I would be caught out by such an obvious trick?” Volt yelled at the electricity started to build up again
“You should of listened” A voice said from behind Volt once again everything became distorted. Volt instantly stopped and turned around, to see a giant scythe sign down upon him. It cut clean through his neck and death brought the scythe down to his side. The head and blood spurted upwards towards the master before stopping in mid air. The master smiled, and began to laugh. “The apocalypse has begun!”
End of Chapter 9
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