Hell 1

Blackshot clenched his fist as soon as he fitted his hand the Fist Module. The device crackled and sparked with electricity, illuminating the dark cavern around them. Behind him were multiple Demons with emaciated brown skin. Their eyes were covered with red blindfolds but their sense of sight originated from a single eye ball located on their chest. Each one were armed with Ragepyre Handheld Cannon Rifles.

"Laksiel, we're ready." Blackshot spoke as soon as he pressed the earpiece attached to his right ear. he glanced at one of the Demons and said, "Sarge, what's the status?"

"My men....ready to SLAUGHTER!" One of them said through gritted teeth. It was hard to know which one is which due to their same exact appearances. The Demons inside this Legion, however, have no trouble identifying their brethren individually.

Soon, one of the walls of the cavern collapsed. Blackshot stepped out into the open area, greeted by a bright red sky, giving light to a field below. Lava and blood flooded fell from the peak of the mountains that surrounded the fields. Gigantic chains and colossal skeletal remains of some fallen great Demon floated above them, drifting through an endless course.

"Shit." Blackshot whispered to himself.

The field was covered with Demons, Hellspawns, Hellraisers, Barons, Dukes and Archdemons. Each one was a grotesque figure of something that borderlines between insanity and beauty. Metal and flesh, machine and floral, inanimate and the living were enmeshed in single entities, deadly in their own rights. The Forces of Hell roared loudly, eager to spill the blood of the Traitors and the Protectorate.

Without word, Blackshot jumped from the cavern and landed on the back of an unlucky Legionnaire. He noticed that its shoulders were mounted with loud boombox speakers. Its hands were replaced with sharp knives and its head sported a purple mohawk. The Purple Rain Legion. Blackshot sent a fist at the back of its head, crushing it effectively. He drew his Ray Pistol attached to his left thigh and fired at the nearest Demon that resembled the one he killed.

He spun to the left and fired a trio of shots, killing another one. He launched his right fist out of instinct and managed to land his knuckle at the face of a Demon. He knelt a knee down and fired a couple of shots before rolling towards the enemies to fire more shots.

Switching to his Hellblast Shotgun, a Demon with a shiny silver skin tried to get close to him. Blackshot launched his left elbow and slammed it against the Demon's featureless face. It let out a growl through its unseen mouth before raising its sharp hand in an aggressive manner. Blackshot fired his shotgun at pointblank range, tearing a new hole in its chest. Yellow blood sprayed onto the ground as soon as the Demon fell.

"Sons of Hermes!" Blackshot spat the Legion's name. "Sarge! The Sons were aiding them!"

"SLAUGHTER!!!" The Demon replied back as it fired at its cousins with no mercy.

Blackshot fired shots after shots, mowing down both Sons of Hermes and Purple Rain Legionnaires alike. As soon as they earned a brief respite, they charged at the advancing Legionnaires and Hellspawns ahead. Blackshot tracked his next target, a black floating cat that possessed bloodshot Human eyeballs. He opened fire, its body exploded in dark crimson gore. He was about to fire at the next one when a red skinned Legionnaire with a bull's head tackled him to the ground.

Swinging his left hand backwards, his armblade extended into view. He sent a knee at the chest of the Demon before driving the armblade at the throat of the Demon. He pulled the blade, ruby liquid spilled from its wound. He stabbed the same wound one last time before tossing the Demon to the ground. He decapitated the corpse, raised its head and charged at the Purple Rains before being wounded by a Bull Man's axe.

Hitting the ground face first, Blackshot spat blood on the ground. His horizontal wound above his waist glowed and sealed itself. He spun around and spotted another Demon that possessed the same appearance as the one he killed.

"Red Bulls." Blackshot whispered. "Monster Energy's better."

He charged at the Demon, flailing the head of the Demon towards the face of its brother. His enemy spat blood and teeth to the wet ground. Blackshot swings upwards, its chin was impaled by the head's horn. Before his dead enemy fell, he pried the axe from its cold dead fingers and sprinted at the Purple Rains. He swings, cleaving a Demon in half by the waist. He swings at every inhuman thing he saw, spraying blood and felling corpses around.