Chapter One: Smasher Irons
"Go to fucking hell you fuckers!" Someone cried out.
The sound of a loud cracking finished waking me up as I felt a huge pain over ALL my body. I simply got up because the stench of blood I could smell was less bad (not better) the more I lift my head.
I opened my eyes when the smell went from inane and hellish to a 'tolerable' level. The vision was fucking hell: The stench of blood was not for the sake of it… The place I was made it clear that more than a place it was a fucking living thing! I saw a ceiling up there where only a flying creature could touch the bone and flesh that covered the place until the walls came down to form a ground mainly made of solid bone and some fleshy membranes that pulsated with life. Creatures that seemed to be girls in various shapes (though mostly thin frames) and heights (Still, mostly the same small girls… 1.5 meters or so) with blades sprouting from their heads patrolled around the last thing I could see: The cage of bone and putrid flesh that contained me and five other guys.
I looked at myself for a moment, realizing at last that I was alive and standing on my foot after being cut in half. Fatty strong legs? Check. Strong chest and arms? Check. Neat face with Mohawk and horn piercings? Chek (And is true… I had a friend get a pair of metal horns to my head… The result was having headaches for a year). Cammo pants, black shirt with dragon skull and two human skulls side by side in the front and guitars smashing a shield on the back? Checked as much as the black leather jacket with a burning face on it. Man I was worried there for a moment… WAIT! Where the fuck were my bracers and metal knuckles (Both with spikes I must add)?
Trying to suppress some of the anger I was feeling I looked at the bunch that was with me: The first pair were guys that made me remember the game and the reason why I was in the fucking plane when I was killed (Because I was killed… no?). They were short of body but strong as hell and with a neck of iron you could say… still they were pretty much clones that only got a difference in one having a metal band on his head and the other had metal covered hands (Fuck that had to hurt…). Besides that fact they had the same black jacket and pants as well as boots. I must say they looked like fucking Headbangers.
Besides that pair was a lone guy lying on the… fleshy… gory… ground… The guy was clad in reinforced black leather jacket and pants with no shirt and a pair of metalized shows as well as a helmet covering his face. In general he looked like a normal guy that was snoring while lying over the body of a fucking creature or living structure while some things patrolled outside. This guy gave me the creeps.
One was against one of the walls that had four metal bars covered in blood and entrails instead of being made of flesh and bone. One of the creatures had joined the four metallic protuberances from her head (Some had six, eight or even ten) and crushed the guy´s hand against one metallic bar, making him curse more than I ever heard. Asides the mound of flesh that was his hand, the guy looked strong and taller than me (And I am around two meters tall) with a wide back and sturdy body that was covered only by green camouflage pants and green military boots. The guy had no hair anywhere too… it was a bit weird.
The last one was Killer. He was sitting against one of the fleshy walls with his black shirt full of white flames and animal bones as he liked it. His blue pants and short boots were in place as he liked to be always with them, it made him happy. His face showed up that he was pretty much not caring for anything. At least he still had his short beard, short hair, normal body and enough character to destroy a building with a rant or a game comment when he got inspired.
I approached Killer going by the side where the woman thing was crushing the guy´s hand, punched it hard enough to push her apart and finally get with Killer to sit and relax a bit "Howdy doing in the land of metal buddy?" I asked more than calm already.
"Dead, killed by fiery fire and a fall of thousands of meters towards the ground to turn myself into a flat pizza of meat, entrails and various kinds of metal, fuel and dirt" Killer said in his usual hard tone "So I am alright. Also you seem to be in one piece… Everyone´s good as far as I see!"
"Good your mother!" Cried a hard and dark voice that came from their side. The big guy from before had gotten up and had the female creature by one leg "Though this one will be feeling worse than me" He grunted before pulling hard and, with a shrieking sound and a ripping one fallowing short behind, crushing the creature against the metal bars before splitting it in two "NOW I feel better" He said with a loud grunt as the body of the creature spilled everything from its insides over the fleshy floor.
"Good! Free the people!" Yelled Killer with a smirk.
"Awesome dude!" Said one of the twins.
"What he said buddy!" Said the other.
"And a death sentence if you do it again" Came a female voice from outside those bars accompanied by giggles from many girls "Don't touch my children again, got it?"
Every one, except the sleeping guy, took a look towards the bars to see a fully robed figure in dark and red leather with a gas mask over her face. It was an Overblesser for the look of it… though never in the game (Or artwork) had he seen one being female and out of that four legged thing. The female demon had four small books dancing around the top of its horns while throwing out black letters and notes while the figure looked at every human in the cage.
"Yea, like it would matter much if we did or not" Said one of the twins "You are going to turn us into grinded meat any way"
"Yea! Fuck you demon bitch!" Said the twin with a nice double 'Fuck you' gesture.
"Shut up!" The demon yelled as the books opened and a page was shoot out of each to inflict deep cuts into the two brothers while throwing them onto the ground "I will do with you as Emperor Dashu commands me to! Now don't approach the bars of holy or I will make sure one of you finds an earlier end than deserved" She said before turning and walking away with most the Soul Kissers
"Give us metal or give us death you whore!" Both brothers yelled while getting their arms up to send her to hell again.
After that there was silence for a long while as the wounds from the Headbangers healed themselves up. Seems the metal heals you as far as you are loyal to it… Everything else was pretty much as normal (and silent) as it could get as none seemed to want any more talk only in case. At least no human wanted to…
*Click. Click. Click…*
None was interested in another Soul Kisser fucking any other body part so, instead of looking; they all went away to the other side of the cell. I was curious however and got up to take a look. Must admit I got surprised when I saw a Battle Nun kneeling over to look face to face to any human that came to the metal bars that made the gate of this place.
"Thought no one would come here" she said with a little chuckle as I looked over her… What did you expect? I have seen weirder things in the internet than a hot and tall girl with a pair of blade fingers and a zipper mouth "I am glad at least one of you did"
"Well" Every one of the guys (that were awake) turned their heads, included Killer, to take a look at what was happening "I was curious you know? Besides if it was one of those little bitches I could make sure I got that huge bitch angry enough to try something stupid"
"Or kill you in the most brutal and painful way possible maybe?" The nun said with a giggle as she approached more, letting me check her out better.
She had blue clothing instead of the red common on the Coil. Over her face the great and (let's be frank) more or less ugly zipper was changed by a small and well defined zipper made out of ivory and silver where the fangs should be. Her fingers were a bit larger in general but didn't have one sole large blade. Her form was a bit bustier and more sinuous than commonly seen as well as having two bibles that were holding in front of her belly by piercings made on her tits, dangling whenever she moved. Besides that her form and attire was equal to those of any normal Nun.
"I think my mother would probably simply send her little spell books to eat you alive to the bones before doing anything reckless simply for killing a lowly member of our family" She said in a bit of a serious tone as she waved a 'no, no…' with her hands "Would be better to wait for a more pious death than that believe me"
As she got up everyone approached. The twins were fully healed and looked a bit in awe at the tall figure. The strong dude was healing his hand but it did seem to be going significantly slower than a general healing of the body like the brothers. Killer was more than anything checking the Nun´s legs up and down.
"Look guys… It has been two years since Doviculus died and then was reborn as Doviculus the Black (Fucking cliché shit) from the sea of Black Tears" She said while looking around "After that every army got the power to even take people back from the dead and mend them fully with enough great music to heal them as well as an end for the war… Temporary"
"We know that!" Said one of the twins as he got closer to the gate "Eddie tried to get him but he fled to a land far away from our own while the Drowning Doom went to other too, leaving us in peace for a while"
"Then, after almost a year, Eddie and Ophelia had a son" Continued his brother "And Eddie thought it was time to expand if Doviculus was to come back… It was then that a new relic was found to show us that the world where Eddie had been was not going to be really our future because the magic from the Titans would not banish and leave any of the followers of metal die"
"What?" Killer, I and the strong guy asked "Wasn't it supposed to be the future for all? I mean the place we came from…" The strong dude asked as he got his game out of one of his pockets "I know these things are usually fantasy but… Right now I am a bit scared out"
The two headbangers shook their heads "Not really… Seems there is a world for every kind of music you know? But most of them had withered a lot and need more fans to come back… This will be forever strong and for that the Titans hold us and help us live" Said one of them "However the message they send us after we began to expand was to try and make peace with the Drowning Doom and Tainted Coil if possible… if not: CRUSHING WAS IN ORDER!"
"Doviculus thought this as treason from our former masters to tell us to make peace with creatures we created and creatures that were already dead (or near to dying)" Said the Nun, catching everyone's attention again "Everyone got into making new units, training them to its finest and conquering two new lands to make a group of three as the others bands did to have a sizeable army" She pointed out while taking another look around "There were larger and dangerous continents nearby so everyone tried to first finish with their enemies only in case more surprises were in those lands"
Suddenly music begun to sound hard. What song was it? I don't quite remember but it was surely metal, though it seemed like Industrial Metal to its finest.
"Oh Titans!" The Nun yelled "Mother finally went to my room for sure!" She said, trying to calm off before tearing each one of the metal bars away from its place "No one attacks here and I doubt she is in the mood to give a concert right now!" She growled while everyone stepped aside for her to take the sleeping dude with both hands "I have my Thunder Horse nearby! Come as fast as you can or you get left behind!"
Everyone decided that there were two ways to die then: Killed by the Nun if this was a trap or something else she had planned or waiting for that crazy book slut to kill everyone with paper cuts. As we begun to run like bitches it was clear we preferred at least so see a cute ass while before dying. Well we thought we were going to die until we found out what the hell was that Thunder Horse she mentioned.
While I was more focusing in seeing that the fucking big building had a city made of flesh and bone at the distance as well as big roads made out of cartilage and animals I could not describe at the moment… It called to me to see a vehicle made out of pure metal instead of flesh and bone mixed with it, besides the fact that it was huge to be a motorcycle with two sidecars over the front, a fucking mortar and two heavy machineguns (one in each sidecar).
The design was pretty neat with metallic paint covering most of it and a bone paint that resembled that of a Tolusk with the front legs covering each sidecar and the hind legs for each well on the back. The main body was large and wide with three seats and a large reinforced seat at the back to man the mortar. The sidecars were reinforced and looked like they could make the machineguns turn 360º. It also had horns and fangs of metal over the front with a heavy layer of armor to run over almost anything as big as the motorcycle itself (That was as big as two cars almost).
"The brothers to the sidecars" Said the Nun as calmed as she could while letting the sleeping dude over the top seat while she took the central one "You two" She said pointing at me and Killer "Sit beside me while the strong one mans the mortar back here" We all nodded and as fast as our arses let us we did as was told "Get yourselves a tight grip… this is going to hurt"
While the Nun tried to get Thunder Horse up and running I took a look to know why the hell she said that. The reason came obvious in a few seconds as some spears came too close for comfort. That made me notice that the building's flesh had ended a few steps away and the place we were now was near the fleshy walls, yes, but it seemed carved in stone with a huge wall guarded by a great group of Punishing Party mistress and slaves. The brothers turned the weapons up as the strong dude pointed the mortar towards them.
"Open a hole in the wall!" The nun yelled while a great amount of spears bounced against Thunder Horse. One of those bastards got lucky and hit her in the left arm while she accelerated at max speed.
When the engine roared both brothers got their duty started as death poured from the machineguns while the mortar fired right in the wall front of us. As the mistresses cried out while parts of them flied everywhere with entrails and other nasty things landed around us with rock drops I finally noticed Thunder Horse running us out of the dam place so I could smell the grass and nature again. I looked back to see many spears being still thrown at us while another mortar shot made it clear the other team was fucked. After the explosion I saw the blue sky and the green grass all around except the giant rock (almost a small mountain) that was supposed to hold the creature, that place and anything behind and besides it had brown or simply dead plant life.
After a moment I relaxed in my seat and simply enjoyed the red leather's feel as I looked at everyone and the bike. The thing had some holes and a bit of smoke coming from here and there as some of those spears had taken more than a dent to parts of it (as well as fucked the chromed paint job). The twins were a-ok, but parts of their clothes and the armor that covered them were a bit touched. The big dude was ok though the bike around him was like a porcupine. Killer and the sleeping dude were just fine though Killer was wide eyed. When I looked why I noticed that the Nun had not only one spear over the right shoulder, but also another right into the chest and was panting hard as the motorcycle took us out of the reach of the demons.
"Just… a little more" She said with a grunt as very dark red blood tainted the blue dress "And danger… is over" When she said that a pair of hills appeared in the distance with a small gap between them to pass over. The problem was to go straight when your Nun driver is knocked off thanks to blood loss.
"Got the handle!" Yelled Killer
"I take control of our speed!" I yelled back as the twins (as well as the strong dude) started to pray to the Titans.
At maximum speed and little to do except move change marches and control the speed moving the Nun's legs we did it as best as we could… We had to stop though; we couldn't control the speed and direction of the beast after the gap thanks to a few bunks in the path.
"Ok! I am awake!" Someone yelled as the roar of the engine stopped with the echoes of the praying to the Titans "Wh… who the fuck are you guys? Where are we?" We could do little but to salute like idiots as the previously asleep dude was up. He simply looked over the Nun "I think someone needs help here…" Then, from only god knows where, he took his bass guitar "Lets mend this pretty face up"
*** Hours passes as night comes with metal shine on the sky ***
We set up a camp with a few supplies we got from Thunder Horse´s big insides. Arisa (The Nun) had it crafted by human slaves captured from Eddie's files before she helped them get out. As far as she told us Doviculus had taken the sorrow from the sea of Black Tears and transformed it in anger to fuel his new body. That new body that was fused with the original one as well as with the black tears themselves. The new Doviculus was a monster far beyond description.
Arisa also said that new breeds of demons, such as her own (Caring Nun), were being created. The 'Caring' were transformed after a few months into the normal Battle or War types as they seemed to have more feelings than most demons. When we got the information of how they took care of most demons, wounded and death to regenerate them and get them stronger it made sense to think that Doviculus wanted only destroyers and not real medics for anyone. If some of his followers were full of stupidity and died, well… the others would get stronger if there was one less mouth.
Machine Brothers (Joe and Mac were their names, though they preferred Gun and Barrel) were the two Headbangers. Gun was the one with metal hands; he told me that it had been a problem when he was painting one of the Headsplitters and he accidentally burned up the can with the metalized painting. I must say it was painful to hear it. Barrel had also a problem with that Headsplitter too as he tried to help his bro… Let's say it is not good to accidentally push the button of "Fire" when you are in front (head front) of the huge pointy thing that kills people, ok? They got captured when they were testing one of the vehicles for a battle near the border of the land.
Tanzar was the dude always sleeping around. He told me a bit of himself before sleeping away again and, I must admit, it was interesting. He said he was part of the Houndhogs (a variant of the Tunderhogs) that was almost extinct since their practice was to heal everyone THEY wanted to heal. Tanzar said quite freely that he only healed anything with a pussy and bobs nice enough to be of his liking… and maybe some friend dude if he wanted. He got captured when he cured one dying Soul Kisser that had lost one half of her metal scissors.
Lando was the big bald dude with big muscles. When we got the chance to rest I remembered that one guy in the airport was exactly like him! I overhead one of the guys near Lando that he was going to be great impersonating one of the Bouncers and he confirmed it with a laugh as he said his fists were the best on the whole plane. He said he loved the game and wanted to get to the land of metal if there was a chance to really be reborn… He NEVER thought it would be like this!
Killer simply lied near the campfire as he slept; he didn't want to talk with me which was fine as unlike me he had a nice happy life in Earth. I must admit I felt a load of bad feelings when he simply sighed and went to sleep instead of looking at me.
And about me? Arisa had recovered my leather bracers (I had plunged REAL bullets into them) and metal knuckles with spikes. I got happier after wearing my whole attire and getting a chance to relax away of the campfire, inside the Thunder Horse.
"Think it will be as 'easy' the next time?" I asked Arisa, the only one member of this group that couldn't move near the campfire and into the tents since she was still recovering "Or that it will be hell broken lose next time?"
"Hell breaking loose and broking US, if you want my opinion" She said with a chuckle "Would I be able to procreate like any other Nun I WOULDN'T simply because it would harm my children… Though in this case it is I who harmed my creator and THAT asks for a hard and spiteful revenge" Arisa said with a grunt as she got comfortable "My mother is a very serious person when it comes to punish people that wronged her or Doviculus"
"Heh… I didn't notice" I said with a chuckle "Oh… and who is that Emperor Dashu your mother mentioned before?"
"He is second in command to Emperor Doviculus and actual royal commander of the armies. Doviculus needs still a long while before having full control over the curse of the tears and his new body" she said plainly while shuddering a bit "He loathes even his own children as far as I know"
I chuckled… All I got to know from Doviculus after getting the game pointed that it wouldn't be so hard for him to choose such a ruthless asshole as second in command.
"Mind if I ask you something in return?" Arisa asked politely. It was hard to take seriously that she was a demon slut from this world you know? I simply nodded to her question "I have seen many followers of the Heavy Metal that is the doctrine music of IronHeade. You… don't exactly look the same as most followers of that music" She said touching my Mohawk, I simply chuckled.
"I don't do that because I like it as much as you think" I said matter of fact "My hair has problems growing when it reaches a certain length as it makes my hair die out fast and usually attracts fucking parasites. It is a pain in the ass but it doesn't bother me if only a bit of the head has to maintain it. So I let the Mohawk grow and care for it as any other hair style simply kills me" I chuckled at that "I am a weirdo, even the medics told me so"
"Hey!" Arisa took me by the shoulders to get me over her lap "I think you are cute and a nice guy" She chuckled, showing me up close that her zipper was not only thinner and smaller as well as better made… the clothes made it look like a perfect mouth with teeth (even if made of precious metals and could be closed with the help of the zipper) "And you did help convince the others to let Tanzar heal me"
Well that was true you know? At first Lando and the twins didn't want Arisa to continue breathing. Tanzar got angry and tried to use his bass guitar as a hammer until I talked them into a calm state and finally said that at least we owed Arisa a fair fight if the guys did want her dead *"She saved us"* I said *"She could have lead us to a trap or killed us, but she saved us"*
"I think I owe you that at least" She said while giving out a metallic chur out of her throat "Though for now I think I will have to ask you for help again… I lost too much blood and am getting frozen" She said, not finishing it as I touched her bare skin. She was indeed cold as if she was dead.
"Don't need to ask" I said with a wide smirk. Weirder things had I seen when I first found Rule 34 over the internet and more devious were others that people had done in Earth. Cuddling with a demon nun was not something as bad if she needed it for her welfare was it? Besides, two points: She is friendly and she is hot. White and in a bottle, ok? "I can help you keep the warmth"
She did giggle a bit as I got to her and relaxed over her chest. Why so natural? I grew up with three bigger sisters and knew how cuddly they could get and how sensible I could be… when I wanted and was not letting fire out of my mouth that is. I simply wanted this to be as good as possible because you had to get in account that she had just lost his family and place as much as his technical safety for helping my bunch (and gods know how many more) out.
Aria sighed contently as I closed my eyes. As she told me tomorrow we would leave this advanced outpost of the third land of demons (Industria) and head into the battling neutral land that was bellow to try and join the ranks of IronHeade.
That is IF we had the luck of not being killed by the guards that defended the gate that lead to the other islands thanks to musical energy. The perspective was crap.
