Hell Ltd
Chapter 1: Prologue
The helicopter slowly swayed from the fierce ocean winds, as the passengers felt every vibration.
Andrew a new member to the Order, a holy organization bent on ridding demons from their planet. This whole ideal started when Andrew was young, when gates from both heaven and hell opened, releasing beings from both worlds with ungodly power they promised peace and co existence with them.
But the demons also brought beasts with them, things that where once demons, but fully succumbed to there animalistic side. Because true demons and angels have human forms but beasts don't, all they have is a craving for flesh, human or other being alike.
"Get you head in the game Andrew!" Sergeant Fellows yelled.
"Sorry Sir!" Andrew responded, the helicopter had just landed on a small hidden research base, there group only believed that angels where justly allowed on this planet.
"Alright men listen up! An experiment has gone completely out of control, it's our job to capture it alive! Live rounds permitted!" Fellows commanded.
"But sir you said take it alive." one solider retorted.
"It's a demon boys, where going to need all the power we got, Shields UP!" Fellows ordered as the divine shield crackled around him, Technology they created to combat the threat.
As the soldiers entered the Solomon and dark facility, Andrew could not help but feel watched; everyone was silent prepared for what might be ahead. Every room they passed made Andrew feel more and more alarmed, not a single survivor was in sight, only scathed walls and pools of crimson blood.
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" A hideous screech was heard from the door up ahead, Fellows made simple hand movements, 'move in' is what it meant.
They approached the room with caution, what they saw was horrible, what seemed to be guards where torn to shreds; scientists and civilians alike where strewn around the room not one of them was distinguishable.
"It's in here stay alert boys." Fellows whispered. The soldiers could not see very far in the dark which gave it the advantage.
"Sarge someone is still alive!" a solider exclaimed, what the solider was motioning to was a little boy no older then 10 years older covered in blood, his hair was a deep crimson and a steady stream of tears where flowing down his face.
"What the hell is a kid doing here?" Fellows asked.
"Maybe one of scientists." Andrew Guessed.
"Well we got to rescue him by the looks of it he is the only survivor." Fellows said. He slowly made his way over to the boy, keeping a look out for any sudden movement. "Its alright kid we here to help."
"You can't help me." Said the boy in almost an animalistic voice
"Wha………" Fellows could not finish the sentence as the once helpless boy disemboweled him in one quick motion, pulling out his intestines only to throw them back in his face as he hit the ground, he died instantly.
We quickly realized what the boy truly was, the tears where now a stream of blood as its body slowly turned into a sickening black. Only the bright red eyes stayed the same.
What came next none of use expected, he quickly almost like a flash of light attacked one of the other soldiers, kicking off one of legs, as he started falling to the ground screaming in terror and pain, to silence him it did a swift uppercut which took his head right off.
Taking aim Andrew and the rest of the squad opened fire, trying desperately to keep him away from them; it retreated back into the darkness.
"If it was a demon, how come the shields didn't work?!" Another young member questioned.
"Feeble humans. Putting all your faith in a single race and shunning the rest, human prejudice at its prime." It spoke, its voice ringing off the walls.
"Order Command, come in this is Andrew, the Target seems to be able to break through are shields, suggesting retreat." Andrew's voice shakily said into the headset.
"Affirmative, you are ordered to retreat back topside try to lure back to the main gate, over." The monotone voice responded.
"Alright everybody retreat!" Andrew quickly said as he squeezed off a few shots, everyone began a mad dash to the entrance; it was exactly 5 minutes from here.
"AAAAAAAAHHHH!" one solider cried as it came through the wall to rip him in half.
"OH SHIT! KEEP FUCKING MOVING!" Andrew yelled.
'Were almost there just a couple more steps' Andrew thought as the light shone from the open door.
As soon as they exited a wave of relief crept over them, finally they where out of there.
"Out of the way!" A brawn man ordered, his flashy yet eccentric holy armor gleamed from the sun and his sword crackled to life with divine fury. He was a demon hunter a specialized one of the group, capable of defeating many demons, a true master of anti demon combat. He stepped slowly towards the open door and stood towards its entrance defiant of anything that may come through. "Come out Nayami, that's enough its time to go back into the capsule."
"And what if I say no?" the darkness of the entrance questioned.
"Then I'm going to have to do this." Responded the brawn man as a holy arc of light shot forth from his blade and collided into the complex, making a giant holy explosion.
The opening laid in ruin, when the dust cleared, it stood unscathed, smiling a big toothy grin, its sickening darkness stuck to its body.
"Now that wasn't very nice." It said standing surveying the damage.
"Prepare to die DEMON!" He said in a booming voice raising his sword high in the air in a mighty battle stance.
"Well it seems that I am unarmed." it said. "Guess ill have to even the odds." It chuckled in a hideous voice as darkness began to form into something in its hand.
Not allowing it to gain more power he struck in a swift arc, decimating the ground before him, but there where no remains of what he sought to strike. Instead there it stood right behind him, what was forming in his hand had completed, the Katana it held was long with a black inscribed sheath, with dark metal parts with an all over evil look.
Not skipping a beat, the hunter did a backwards swing, missing it by inches. With a flurry of strokes he tried to destroy his foe, swing after swing dodged perfectly by this demonic 10 year old.
With vigor no man could have possessed, he conjured the same energy from the blast but focused it into the sword and struck downwards in a swift strike. The blast created shockwaves which took Andrew and his compatriots to the grounds.
The demon seemed to have blocked the mighty blow with the sheath and had skewered his attacker. He then brought the blade through the hunters body and outwards through his head. The hunter hit the ground in a splash of gore.
In cowardly realization the squad opened fire, Shooting at him intently the rest of Andrews unit soon realized that was a bad idea as they where cut down on by one, the only person left alive was Andrew as it sauntered over to him sword drawn and covered with blood. Paralyzed with fear Andrew could not move.
"Aaah, that's it, fear me I love the taste!" It said raising its sword into the air to end Andrews's life. But something went wrong it began to convulse "NO, NO, I'M NOT DONE YET LET ME KILL HIM!" It screeched. The convulsions began to increase as the darkness started to peel off him.
All Andrew could do was sit there in awe, as the once fearsome creature was reduced to know a crying kid. It still had the sword and it sheathed it quickly before disappearing into the world. Andrew was spared but not left unscarred. As the jet black unmarked helicopter came to pick him up.
