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World War Hell
Topic Started: Sep 4 2015, 12:42 PM (1,274 Views)
Drake
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Several Goatmen are running through the thickened jungle they all have demon guns. One of them is shot in the head the others turn seeing their comrade fall to the ground.

Goatman: Keep moving!

They come to a clearing but are all blown up. Out in the clearing a large battle is taking place demons killing one another on both sides. War machines firing at one side while flying demons swoop down dropping bombs on the other side. There are dead bodies scattered about the area as more grunts run trying to make it out of the line fire.

On one side of the battlefield a large demon with flaming wings land. It walks over to a Goatman.

Abaddon: Report.

Goatman: Sir...our side is taking heavy casualties right now. They have some how pushed us back further than we thought.

Abaddon growls about this he turns to look at the destruction taking place.

Abaddon: We hold them now or they will breach the parameter of the stronghold. Then Master Baal will get angry and you do not want that!

Goatman: Yes...I am sending more men to the east to fortify that position. Its just how did they manage to come up on us so quickly sir?

Abaddon: It would seem that with our central outpost destroyed by those mortals, Samael's general was able to get his men through our main line of defense. It also doesn't help that we are waiting for our reinforcements to come from the North. Going to take Mephisto's land was a bad plan right now. There was no way to predict Samael would attack...

Goatman: Reports are coming in sir. We have a problem

Abaddon: What is it now!

Goatman: Samael's generals are here....all four of them

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Samael's soldiers are tearing through Baal's current forces. On the battlefield a few Assaults run towards a Goatman tearing him apart. Suddenly the assaults are slashed to pieces. Daniel steps through the blood of them and looks around. He motions with hands more large demons charge towards the base as well as siege machines. Daniel smirks about this.

Strife: We'll take this base in no time. Keep pushing forward! The battle is almost ours!

The demons continue to push forward the siege machines fire destroying the walls of the base and killing more of Baal's demons. Daniel continues to walk forward killing any demon in his path as he does.

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Fury laughs as she watches her demons tear apart the other demons. She fires her guns and tears open a portal.

Fury: Fire now!

The demons fire through the portal killing several other demons on the other side. Fury climbs on top of demonic looking horse.

Fury: Move forward now!...I'll show you father. Why I should lead and not Death.

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On another side of the battlefield there are hundreds of dead demons from Baal's army and only one person standing there. Death looks around he taps his ear piece.

Death: Fury, War, Strife, I've taken this area no need to send any forces over here. It's held. Keep moving forward, I shall join you then we will take the head of Baal's general.
Edited by Drake, Sep 4 2015, 12:55 PM.
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John locked up his armor, his shields crossing over in energy and absorbed the entire impact from the demonic blast. Iona dropped it in the afterwake, so he took very little damage, but it allowed the AI to scan the energy to better John overall. When the blast was over, he looked over at Rhode, who called him robocop.

Airstrike inbound. Coming in on you, John.

Got it. Everyone get away now. 20 seconds.

He yelled that out right after Maria spoke to him about the airstrike. There were some heavy ordinance coming in, and he didn't even know if he could survive the entire thing.

He took a breath, steadying himself. He shouldn't even be here, he was long out of his time, in a archaic past of planetary primes fighting each other. He watched the timer count down, oblivious to what everyone else was doing. Baal was down, Sarena was down, and most everyone else was hurting. He dropped a protection bubble where he was, fairly confident that it could take the coming attack, and keep anyone inside alive.

As it formed around him in a flash of light, he sprinted right for baal. He jumped at the last second, using the boosters on his armor to fly faster and harder. He twisted in midair, grabbing Baal's horns, and using that to stop his momentum. That whiplash he used to bring his feet down into Baal's back, and he hauled back, bring the demon's face and torso skyward, and exposing his soft innards.

Smile, you son of a bitch.

Half using Baal's body, and half locking up his armor for protection, he held Baal there as several warthogs passed by, dropping everything they had on him. It seemed to go on forever, and he watched his super-hardened shields go down from the explosions. He was fairly certain his suit was failing from the strain, as his visor's power cut out, and he was plunged into darkness. He didn't know if this worked or not, as he couldn't hear Iona, feel his armor, or anything really. He didn't even know if he was alive right now. There was just... nothing in his darkness.

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Zero looked over to Death as the man spoke. He looked back at the fight, and agreed with the other.

As you say, Death.

A familiar, a crow with three red eyes, formed from shadows at Zero's feet and continued to gaze at the fight. Though Zero wasn't actually looking at the fight anymore, he knew exactly what was going on... It was an interesting sensation, but something he got from Vlad. Vlad's shadow body simply faded away. As Death walked through the portal, so did Vlad.
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Rhode started running when John told them the airstrike was coming down. His legs ached from all the running he’d done and his chest burned with every breath but he sprinted and slid into a crater in the ground where one of Baal’s omega beams had hit. He smashed himself down as low as he could and braced himself.

He heard the jets come in but dared not poke his head out to see them. The sound of their engines was suddenly drowned out though by the sound of their weapons firing. rocket and missile launches, chain guns spewing depleted uranium fire, explosions and somehow amidst it all, the sound of Baal taking it all.

You mortals have learned a thing or two since i’ve been gone. That display is almost impressive.

Rhode holstered his sawn off when the dust began to settle. His ears were ringing and his body just shook as he laid there in his little hole. He didn’t move for several moments from the shell shock. when he did move, everything hurt. He yanked Starshatter from it’s holster and slowly crawled out of his hole.
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Tren saw a form cascade past, as he painfully drew in air. He wasn't sure if his lungs were too full expanded or just couldn't draw much in. His concentration had been broken when he saw Sareena hit hard. Tren heard the strike was incoming, and they were too close. He dragged himself forward unsure of what was propelling him in this moment. Was it a hidden reserve of strength? Adrenaline? Sheer stupidity? Or maybe a combination of all three. As he pulled the last few feet to Sareena he saw the orb that spaceman had put down for protection. He couldn't get up and carry them both there, in time so he made a snap decision.

His hand reached out and energy welled from his hand pushing Sareena firmly into the radius of the shield. She probably would curse him for that. He rolled back over onto his back towards the sky. Was this the end of his tale? Well at least he'd go down taking out one of the greatest threats to humanity and one of the primes. That had to be worth something right? He started to close his eyes when a clawed hand grabbed his shirt pulling him up, and quickly crossing the distance to the orb. It took him a moment to reorient himself...

Yang zipped into the fray when roboman went after Ba'al. His tails reached out puncturing Ba'al's legs and arms as if to crucify him. Yang didn't seem to care about the incoming strike, and was intent to hold Ba'al there.

Rin watched, dropping Tren to the ground waiting for the aftermath. If Ba'al stood back up she would go next after him again. The amount of residual demonic energy floating around was growing hard to ignore as it continued to pull towards Rin. Her body was starting to feel as if it was on fire, and it demanded her to act yet she held her place for now....
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When Sareena was thrown into the bubble she looked up at Maria

Sareena: Maria...my arm...

Maria looked at her and sighed "Right, just this is gonna hurt like hell" she said grabbing Sareena's arm and pulling it popping it back into place. Sareena screamed as she did it. "Need help with the others?" Maria asked Sareena shook her head no as she started to pull her other arm back into place.

Anthony looked over when the ordinance was coming in. "Well shit" he grumbled he didn't fly into the bubble instead he moved back as he watched John try to prop Baal up into the incoming fire power. Anthony covered his face using his wings as everything happened. "Oh shit" he said seeing Yang holding Baal in place as well. Anthony flew over as fast as he could grabbing both Yang and John, man the robot was heavy Anthony thought as he tried pulling them to safety as everything around them exploded.

The explosion threw Anthony forward making him let go of John and Yang. "Ouch" Anthony said holding his head, everything around them was on fire after that. "Is he dead?" Anthony asked suspiciously.

Baal: Dead? No...angry? Yes

Anthony's eyes widened as Baal stood up his form changed yet again. This time he looked more dragon like and even more his wounds were nearly all healed. "Fuck us sideways" Anthony mumbled to himself.

Maria stared on "Fuck us sideways" she said under her breath as well. Baal turned to their bubble and swung his hand sending out a wave of energy that shattered the bubble and knocked Maria and Sareena back.

"Maria! Sareena" Anthony yelled suddenly he was grabbed by the throat and slammed into the ground by Baal. Baal laughed as he claws dug into Anthony's shoulder making him yell in pain. Maria sat up holding her now broken arm "Anthony" she said holding up her sniper and firing it with one arm. The bullet hit Baal making him turn around.

Baal: Fine if you want to die first...

He flew towards Sareena and Maria but was slammed into by Drake causing both of them to tumble across the ground. Baal regained his balance and looked at Drake he smirked evilly seeing Drake with wings and horns on his head.

Baal: Ah, nephew you make your true form known?

Drake's eyes turned red and demonic energy started to spill off his body as he ran at Baal swinging his sword, Baal moved out the way but the attack from Drake destroyed everything behind him.

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Alastor stared on at everything, Fury looked at him.

Fury: Your brother is strong, but untrained, he won't fair any better...

Alastor: Yeah you're right, I think its time you got everyone outta here Fury

Uriel: So she's our escape plan...running like cowards

Alastor: Better to run and live to fight another day right? Fury better get to work...

Fury: Right right...

she stood up and started to draw symbols to create a portal.
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Zero
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After what seems like forever, the thundering finally stopped. He was breathing quickly, trapped in the cocoon that was his helmet, and in extinction his armor. Everything that he heard now was muted, and it felt like he was airborne... maybe. He felt the vertigo of being weightless, a sharp snap, more pain around his body, then it felt like he plowed either into or through something.

At this point, he finally saw a break of daylight as his visor was cracked and chipped. That took some serious effort to do. He didn't know if he was scared shitless or impressed. Maybe both.

..n

He was wiped out, along with everyone else. He couldn't move, he did all he could just to put baal on the ground, and what happened?

.. hon

They were ripped apart. All the firepower that the rained down, enough to put him down, and baal just, well he imagined he stood back up and threw him. This fight was pointless.

JOHN!

What? Wait, Iona?

Yes. I thought we lost you. I'm working to reboot your suits systems now.


Even as she spoke, John's visor flickered and powered up. He saw mostly the sky and a flash of ground and he managed to move his head. His eyes widened as he saw Baal, only just like a dragon now. The fight was pointless. When all the status for his suit finished, he moved to roll over and push himself up, except for there was more rolling than pushing. He rolled right, and ended up on his face. Slowly, he grunted and got himself off his face, and realized just what happened. His right arm was missing, looking like it was cut from about mid bicep.

Blood was seeping out of the wound, but his armor, what was left on that arm, was doing its best to seal it and keep it sealed. Finally, the pain hit him, and if he wasn't on his knees already, he would have dropped. He blinked back tears, and the blackout that wanted to come with the shock of pain. Slowly, he managed to get on his feet.

His weapons were spread out around him, and he slowly collected them: he didn't like leaving equipment out in the field. It was bad etiquette.

John, are you alright.

Fine. We just got our asses kicked by some cheap planetary Prime, we don't have the equipment to take him on, and my FUCKING ARM IS MISSING! Oh I am far from fucking fine.


He tried to slam his right fist into something, but the act of him moving his arm sent him into a immense shock of pain. He dropped to his knees again, left hand falling deep into the ground. He gritted his teeth, pushing back the darkness once again. He rolled over on his back, looking at the sky now. He no longer cared about the fight, or Drakes little magic show.

So here he was, hundreds of years from his own time, and hundreds of years from any friends or family. Slowly dying to some overgrown bat because he was useless. He could destroy a demonic flotilla and kill anything, but here? He should just stay here and die, like he should have when he was sucked all the way back here.

He slipped his helmet off, bloodshot eyes squinting slightly, and he started to laugh, a depressed, pained, end-of-the-line laugh. He could hear Iona's small voice coming from his helmet, still gripped in his only hand, but he couldn't make out her words... or didn't want to. He just continued his pained laugh.
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“Hey!” Rhode yelled. “Balls!” The hammer on Starshatter rocked back and Rhode took aim. He was closer now and Baal had turned into a dragon. He was so big it’d be pretty hard to miss. He pulled the trigger firing a shot. The lightning ward he’d learned from Rin activated mixed with the energy of the demonic and angelic power of the bullet. The shot left a streak of electricity behind it that was both magnificent and blinding.

Rhode blinked at the brightness, shocked at the effectiveness.

huh
“wow.”

Keep shooting

Rhode began firing more shots at a slow, steady pace until he fired all six shots.
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Yang almost turned and attacked Anthony but once he realized who his snarl turned placid. A blast shot straight through yang colliding with him and ripping a hole through his chest as they were flung away from the explosions. Yang hit the ground rolling, and after a moment pushed himself back up. His chest reformed as he coughed out blood then wiped his lips. He wasn't down and out but there wasn't room for him to attack again so he waited.

Tren slide back with Maria and Sareena. He forced himself to stand up when Ba'al was headed their way. If he was going to die he was going to die standing on his feet. Just then Drake slammed into the side of Ba'al and he smiled falling to a knee. He finally looked down at his wound, that he had received from Ba'al's tail and saw the wounds were slowly healing. He laughed bitterly, "I used to think healing in an hour or two was something exceptional...." Tren shook his head and looked to Sareena and Maria. "Where do I get myself one of those large fingers with '#1 Demon Drake'? Least I can do is cheer from the sidelines."

Drake's attack wreaked destruction on everything but what its intended target was, Ba'al. Rin slammed a fist surrounded by Ba'als own concentrated energy into him as worked on dodging Drake's attacks. "He can't keep dodging us both," said Rin to Drake leaping forward with her other clawed fist. They couldn't afford to let up now, if Ba'al went on the offensive it might be over. Just then a shot arced over to Ba'al with a familiar air to it. Was that a ward? No time to think keep pressing the attack.
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Baal turned and fired a blast at Drake who put out his hand and knocked it away. "You won't hurt my friends anymore!" Drake yelled at the Prime who laughed and flew towards Drake grabbing him and slamming him into the ground.

Baal: You're weakness for these mortals will be your downfall nephew

"They are my strength" Drake retorted throwing one his dagger at Baal who dodged it, Drake took the chance to slash Baal across the back, Baal growled and turned around knocking Drake back. Drake slammed into the ground slidding back grabbing his dagger as he did.

Baal: But look at us, your family. We are stronger from fighting one another

Drake snarled "I'm nothing like that, my strength comes from fighting for them" Drake told him.

Baal: Does it? You only grew stronger from fighting...mephisto, your brothers, your sister, me...face it Drake you are no better than the rest of us Primes!

Baal flew towards Drake but was thrown off when Rin started to attack him. The sudden attack made him move back, just in time to be shot by the shatterstar. The blast hit him making him growl.

Baal: Angelic and demonic?

When Rhode laid into Baal with the rest of the shots Baal growled being forced back. Drake took this chance to move towards Baal slamming into him with his sword "You done underestimating us!" Drake yelled cutting Baal's arm off just as the shatterstar shot to blow Baal back towards the ground. Baal laid there he coughed some.

Baal: It would seem I have underestimated you indeed nephew...next time.

Baal stood up holding his wound he opened a portal

Baal: I will NOT make that mistake

Baal said smiling before going through the portal. It snapped shut behind him, Drake stared on as floated to the ground his wings and horns vanishing. He let out a breath as he put his weapons away and fell on his back. "He ran away" Drake said somewhat proud that they even accomplished that much in this fight.

Maria looked on her arm hanging limp "I think we just lucked out...if that had kept up" she started to say.

Alastor: Everything could have been destroyed

Maria turned around seeing Alastor there with Uriel and Fury "Where the hell were you!?!" She questioned then looked at Fury "What the fuck is she doing here!" She questioned again pointing her gun at Fury. Fury sighed and walked over to Maria effortlessly pushing her down.

Fury: You're not in any shape to try and fight girl. I suggest you gather your friends and we get out of here

Uriel: She is right. Gather up the injured we will make a retreat now...before more trouble arises...
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When Baal escaped through the portal Rhode collapsed to his knees. “All that. We blow up a castle, we fight, we airstrike ourselves, we finally start doing some damage and after all that… he just runs away. What was the point.”

You and this…”team”… injured a Prime and forced him to retreat from the field. There are only a handful of angels who can make that same claim.

“Great.” Rhode said sarcastically. “As a team we proved we can be just as incompetent as you lot.”

For once, Azethlor didn’t take offense at the comment. Well, at least there’s room for improvement.

Rhode coughed some and noticed blood splatter in his hand. His chest, throat and mouth felt so dry and scratchy that Rhode suspected there might be an entire desert blowing around inside of him. his joints ached, his head pounded and his ears were still ringing. He was sure his exposed skin was cut and torn. Most of his guns were lost, damaged or out of ammunition. He holstered Starshatter and fell flat down onto his back. “Gimme a minute. I gotta catch my breath.”
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Despite the pain, John managed to catch his breath, and he slowly stood back up. He put his helmet back on, it sealing up, or at least attempting to. It's HUD flickered, but it was semi-working. His arm stopped bleeding, finally, but he still felt weak and feverish. Still, Baal was gone, sparing them from their untimely deaths.

Were they spared through? For the moment, but could they do anything later down the road? Unlikely it seemed. He sighed heavily, far enough away from the others to keep them from seeing or hearing anything.

Fury and Alastor showed up now, and John just shook his head. Just what they needed. He looked at the others, and saw just how bad they were defeated today. He reached over and grabbed what was left of his arm, holding the throbbing stump.

How are you holding up big guy?

Not so good. Shock, blood loss, defeat.


He felt as if Iona wanted to say more, but the AI held her tongue. John silent trek finally led him to the others, and he stood quietly, like a statue, ignoring the harsh light shining through the cracks in his helmet.
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