v.2
AN: I retconned Salem's scene in Chapter 24 (Inferno Road IV: Wielder of Destruction).
"Uh-oh, they're COMING BACK!"
Annoyed to hear Neptune's shouting out loud what everybody present could obviously see, Ilia groaned outwardly and gripped her Lightning Lash in its whip configuration, swinging it at the first Nevermore that made a dive for her, wrapping it around its left leg and taking herself for a ride into the air. Clenching her teeth as she felt the g-forces, she swung herself up and, shifting her lash into a blade, drove it into the underside of the Nevermore. Twisting the blade, she forced it out of the air where it spun as it crashed into the snow, sending her flying...
"AH!"
...and landing face first into the snow, and right before a Sabyr. Pulling her head out of the snow she gasped as she scrambled and rolled over backward. Picking her lash back up as she turned to strike the Sabyr when it was suddenly pelted with automatic fire from Blake's pistol, the cat girl landing on top of the Grimm and driving her blade into its back.
"BLAKE?!" Ilia cried, surprised. Blake leapt off it's back just before it faded away and landed in front of her. Ilia glared, that contempt for her returning with full force. "I didn't ask for your-"
Blake glared right back at her.
"..." her complexion sudden went a pale blue as she felt fear, realizing for the sake of her eyeballs that she shouldn't antagonist Blake in any way.
"Ilia!"
Whipping a Beowolf in half, Sienna landed right beside her.
"H-High Leader!" Ilia cried.
"The west flank just folded in!" Sienna exclaimed. "The humans could use our help." She glared over at Ironwood, "If that isn't a problem with you, general."
Behind that flank was where the civilians were being kept, which didn't go unnoticed by everybody else.
"Taiyang, take your daughters and reinforce that flank!" Ozpin urgently exclaimed. "Keep the Grimm away from the civilians."
Taiyang nodded and turned to Ruby and Yang, "You heard him girls."
Ruby and Yang nodded and followed after him as they retreated back toward the west of Epsilon where the civilians were taking shelter, leaving Ozpin, Ironwood and Team SSSN minus Sage and a platoon of Atlesian soldiers to form a bulwark against the Grimm that had resumed their attack, with seemingly a hundred times more vitriol.
"Nothing's holding the Grimm back!" Ironwood exclaimed. "Does that mean-?"
'They...they left? And we're still here?' Ozpin thought. 'Does that mean Blazkowicz...? No, no the whole would know if he slew the Brothers. That would mean...' Realization washed over him. 'VEGA.' A small smile spread across his face, and felt like he was close to tears. 'He talked them down. He saved us.'
"Ozpin!"
"The Brothers had left again, yes," Ozpin answered. "The Slayer showed them his might, and VEGA talked them down afterward."
Ironwood looked at the headmaster in disbelief, "How do you know?"
"How else would you imagine it could have played out?"
"..." Ironwood didn't answer.
Instead, he just let that growing resentment he had toward the Slayer fester some more, and that stony, emotionless expression on his face didn't betray how he was feeling at that moment.
(West Flank)
"Mother?"
Hiding within one of the prefab armories with many other civilians, Willow barely heard her son as she kept her eyes shut as she sat against the wall, doing her best to retain some dignity by not rocking back and forth like someone that was experiencing a nervous breakdown, instead just breathing in and out through her nose, praying that the heavy gunfire outside the sealed prefab would keep the Grimm away from herself and her children...Weiss was still outside and with a broken arm, and the lady sitting across from her was staring intently at her.
With her taser in hand, Catrice was unable to stop herself from 'analyzing' Willow just by looking at the state of her, 'Signs of being on the receiving end of psychological and emotional manipulation.' She sniffed the Deathstalker brandy off her, 'Alcoholic.'
"Mrs. Schnee?"
"...ma'am?" Whitley said, confused about how calm Catrice was addressing his mother.
Willow lifted her head up, "Y-yes?"
"Weiss didn't mean what she said," Catrice pointed at. "At least not where you and your children are concerned."
"..."
Whitely swallowed, "Weiss really did end up in Hell?"
Catrice glanced at weirdly oddly, before turning back to Willow and adding, "All she needs is time, and to talk to some people I know-"
"She should have taken Whitley with her."
"Mom?" Whitley turned to her in surprise.
Catrice blinked, before narrowing her eyes, angrily even, "...what?"
Gasps went all around when they heard something slammed into the front of the armory and the gunfire intensified.
"OH FUCK!" they all heard someone out loud curse, right before the doors into the armor were ripped right open by an Alpha Beowolf.
"Oh shit...ARGHH!" Catrice cried when she felt its jaw clamp down on her legs and toss her out of the armory amidst all the other rick folks cries of panic and mercy. Catrice landed in the snow outside, her taser out of reach.
And she realized she was lying right next to a dead Atlesian soldier, riped in half with his entrails spilt all over the snow. Panicking, she looked around for a weapon, and seeing the dead soldier's assault rifle she crawled over toward it as the Beowolf slowly, and menacingly, approached her. It made a lunge for her, and was blasted right in half in midair with literal hail summoned by Weiss.
A Nevemore slammed itself into the the armory...
"AH"
...hard enough to cause Willow to lose her footing and toppled out, falling into the snow.
"MOTHER!" Whitely exclaimed, leaping after her.
He cried out when he saw that same Nevermore went for him next.
"WHITLEY!" Weiss cried, Myrtenaster pointed at the Nevermore.
Grabbing the rifle off the ground, Catrice aimed and fired up at the Nevermore, hitting it in the chest and head with one burst and bringing it down. She let out another burst that destroyed what was left of its head and it faded away.
"Come on," Catrice reached for Willow. The Schnee graciously accepted it.
"You...saved us," Willow stated the obvious, relief on her face.
The therapist nodded, then added with a bit of venom in her tone that caused Willow to pale., "For the record: If you were referring to your family situation it wasn't, and it's still not, up to Weiss to take your son away from Atlas."
"..." Willow looked away, ashamed that she had said that.
"And she doesn't hate you."
Willow's eyes widened, as if with clarity.
"...did I miss something?" Weiss asked.
"Did we miss anything?"
Taiyang and his daughters arrived, Ruby and Yang visibly impressed to see Catrice with a smoking assault rifle in hand. The sound of a Megoliath trampling toward them, it's bellowing reminding the girls of their road trip through Hell sending the civilians into another panic. Trampling smaller Grimm underneath it's feet as it sped toward them, not even the firepower of a hundred guns were able to slow it down until was several yards away from Taiyang...
"DAD!"
...the man cracking his knuckles as he intended to hurl himself toward it, grab hold of its left tusk, tear it off and impale it in the skull. Or he would have if a familiar red portal hadn't opened up in front of him, which knocked him down.
"WHA-?!"
The Megoliath reared up on its hind legs in surprise, leaving its underside open for the Masked Swordswoman to quickdraw her odachi and slash it across its stomach. Trumpeting out its death cry it toppled over sideways and fell down onto the snow, bringing plenty of it up before it began to fade away. Taiyang had to blink to make sure he wasn't seeing things, as did Yang.
"Raven?" Taiyang mumbled.
"Ra-?" Yang muttered.
She thought she was suddenly suffering from tunnel vision and the sounds of battle and her friends shouting at her becoming muted as focused solely on the Masked Swordswoman – Raven. Her eyes widened.
"MOM?!"
"Mom?!" Ruby cried. "Wait...your mom?!"
"..." the masked Huntress stared at the two of them. She extended her hand down to Taiyang, "Up. Now!"
Looking bitterly resigned, Taiyang took it and she pulled him back onto his feet...
(RWBY)
Kingdom of Tyrants X:
Pulped
"Let's name him after someone heroic in your family."
"Mine? How come?"
"His privilege as patriarch be damned, grandfather Mercato doesn't deserve that power over our child."
"Well, there's two heroes in my father. dad was already named after my great-grandpa...'
"Our son will the third one, then."
"We'd be kind of putting him under one big shadow, wouldn't we?"
"Would you rather he'd be named after a mass-murdering Beastkin scalper?"
"...William Joseph Blazkowicz the Third it is."
- Conversation between Aelia and Stan Blazkowicz,
Secretly recorded by the Sentinel Inquisitors, at the behest of Mercato Ateius
(RWBY)
(Outside Epsilon Authority)
"HURT ME PLENTY!"
Harriet thought that the Incubus' frenzied, crazed laughter coupled with being held back by her team leader was going to drive her insane. Here she was watching Marv Talg and Blazkowicz exchanging blows, the demon so up in the Slayer's face he resorted to fisticuff as they rained punches on one another...
"C'MON!"
...Marv's fists were hard enough to knock the Slayer back, and the Slayer's were visibly leaving hideous purple bruising all over his arms and chest, indicating bone was being broken with each blow...
"RAAARGHHHHHH!"
...the Incubus lunged at the Slayer, hands gripping both sides of his helm and digging his thumbs into the visor, legs wrapped around the Slayer's waist like he was trying to crack it open. William responded by grabbing his hands, forcing them away from his visor, gripping them with all the strength of a pair of voice until the bones were crushed, eliciting brief screams of agony before they too devolved into masochistic laughter.
Qrow cringed, "Oh, fuccckkkk..."
The Incubus was silenced the Slayer slammed his helm into his own mechanical helm, stunning him long enough for William to untangle Marv's legs from his waist. Gripping the left leg tightly he slammed the demon into the platform, followed by the railing and following he let go of his leg, hurling him toward the edge of the platform. Marv righted himself in midair and grabbed hold of the edge with his clawed hands, snarling all the while as the crushed bones reformed themselves.
"...GO!" Slayer exclaimed over his shoulder.
Clover nodded, "Team! Qrow!"
"I hear ya'!"
Qrow and the Ace Ops about turned and ran toward Authority, Elm wrapping gauze from a portable aid kit around her hand to stop the bleeding from her missing fingers, whilst Clover had to drag Harriet along with him as they left the Slayer to handle the Incubus.
"Leggo! I'll kill that prick!" Harriet angrily objected.
'Which one?' Qrow thought.
"Right now, Merlot and Epsilon are our top priority!" Clover shouted. "And we have more of a chance to stopping Blazkowicz from levelling the entire site and us with it if we beat him to the control room."
"Yeah, great...he can kill us in a more enclosed space!" Qrow snarked. "Nothing's goin' to stop him from overloading the thermal plant right underneath her feet."
"Not if we lock the consoles out," Clover replied. "Elm?"
"I'll live!" Elm exclaimed. She tied the bandages around her bloody stumps. "AH...shit!'
They were immediately waylaid by an entire legion of demons that poured out of the front door of Epsilon Authority, Qrow drawing first blood with Harbinger as he took the top half of an Imp's head as it lunged for him, ducking out of the way of a Hell Knight's shockwave as it brought it's fists down on the ground, Elm swinging Timber over her head and smashing its head right in.
All the while the Slayer and Incubus were exchanging punches with each other, Marv making sure to keep the Slayer from drawing his weapons. William drew his pistol, quickly dropping it on the ground when Marv made a grab for it, grabbing his right arm and snapping it right in half. He followed up by putting his foot down on his left knee and snapping that in half as well. Bellowing, Marv drew his revolver with his left hand and pulled the trigger, hitting the Slayer right in the throat. Though his armor absorbed the shot, it still felt like someone had punched in the throat and a few seconds he felt like he couldn't breathe, but he ignored that and grabbed is right arm and twisted it hard enough to break it.
The Slayer then punched the Incubus in the chest, causing him to double over. Grabbing the demon by the throat, the Slayer proceeded to slam him into the platform, and bring his foot down on his right leg, snapping that right in half too.
Spitting blood, Marv choked back his rage, instead letting out an insane chuckle, "Heh...heh...who didn't see this comin', heh?" Resembling a pretzel more than anything else, Marv looked up at the Slayer and painfully grinned as the Slayer drew his super shotgun. "I...really would've loved to stick my face in between that huge bitch's glorious thighs-"
Most of the blood that splattered upward ended up all over the Slayer's visor. Blood, bone, brain and steel as the Incubus' helmet exploded and much of its. Wiping the red stuff off his visor, he saw what was left of what was behind that helmet.
A mess of blood-matted bright blonde hair covering the face.
"..."
He noticed Marv's fingers twitching.
++Qrow and Ace Ops have entered Epsilon Authority and are encountering heavy resistance.++
"..."
He pulled the pin off of one of his grenades, dropped it on top of the rapidly regenerating corpse and did an about face, sensing the resulting concussion and the gore hitting him on the back. Stepping off the platform the Slayer ran past the demons Qrow and the Ace Ops had slaughtered and went straight through the massive, ominous steel doorway into Authority, fully aware the Incubus he had just splattered was going to be get back up momentarily...
(Lobby, Epsilon Authority)
FLESH AND METAL (ALTERNATE 2)
- DOOM OST, MICK GORDON
...instead deciding to rush to Qrow, Clover, Harriet, Elm and Vine's aid as they were swarmed by more hellspawn, arriving in time for a Revenant with its jump pack totaled smashing into the front desk in front of him, and Clover landing on top of it and impaling through its back with Kingfisher, the Revenant's bony face letting out one final death rattle before he put his foot through it. Gripping Kingfisher he struck it across the head of an Imp that lunged at him, knocking him into a pillar.
The body grabbed by Vine by his tendrils and hurled into the face of a Hell Knight, stunning it and letting Elm strike it in the gut with the pommel of Timber, before swinging it into its face and spattering it. She looked up to see a Bruiser hurl itself off the balcony overlooking the lobby and leapt out of the way, shifting Timber into its rocket launcher configuration and firing off a couple at the cyborg. The Bruiser dodged sideways and fired its cannons that destroyed the missiles, before rushing through the resulting flames and at Elm with all the forces of a fiery dump truck.
Elm braced herself against the Bruiser, throwing her hands forward and grabbing the Bruiser by its steel fists, snarling as she twisted its cybernetic hands and ripped them right off its arms. A Dread Knight smashed its way out of the floor behind her and slashed her across the ribs, her Aura taking a massive hit, knocking her down on the ground.
The Dread Knight roared and leapt into the air with intent to bring its laser blades down on her, and was yanked backward by its legs by two Aura tendrils that slammed it into a pillar thanks to Vine, whom immediately leapt to avoid a rampaging Pinky, projecting his tendrils to grab it by the tail. The Pinky let out a bellow of surprise, followed by Vine swinging it against another Hell Knight and splattering the both of them into some stairs leading up to the balcony.
A squad of Possessed SDC security charged into the lobby past the checkpoint leading deeper in Authority, rifles blazing. The Slayer drew his minigun, with the mobile turret mod attached, and the Ace Ops watched as the barrels folded out into three larger barrels and laid out a steady stream of tungsten, Fire Dust infused lead that shredded the zombified Atlesians.
And Clover had to stop himself from turning Kingfisher upon the Slayer when he saw the way he slaughtered his fellow dead, demon possessed Atlesians. Stepping over the Atlesians he headed toward the large doors past the checkpoint leading toward what he assumed was the command center.
Before said doors were suddenly forcibly opened by the two Barons of Hell that stormed into the lobby, and these were the kind that flung green Hell plasma, which they lobbed straight at the Ace Ops, Vine turning around to take one to the chest, immediately shattering his Aura and knocking him straight through the lobby's front desk...
"AHHH!"
...one of the Baron's immediately leaping into the air, rearing its fist back. Vine reached for Thorn, the throwing star he had folded on his back that he never really made us for, to his short-lived regret. His eyes widened in fear...
"But...!"
...and could only make out one word of denial before the Baron's fist made impact with his face, the bone of his skull disintegrating from the energies emanating from the greater demon's fist and splattering the blood, skin, muscle, eyes, brain and the few fragments of bone left all over the ground.
Horrified and looking visibly aghast, Clover shouted, "VINE!"
Elm's mouth gaped and she felt the tears well in her eyes, before she grinded her teeth, snarled and let out an anguished war cry before throwing herself at them, Timber in hand and swinging it hard enough into the first Baron's side, knocking it back and sending it crashing through the security checkpoint. She raised Timber to guard against the second Baron's bringing its fists down on her, right before the Slayer leapt off the lobby desk's remains and threw right hook into the Baron's face, making it stagger backward. Grabbing hold of its right horn, plasma rifle in his free hand he fired a stun baron directly into face, leaping off it and leaving it convulsing where it stood.
And that was where Qrow delivered the killing blow, with Harbinger's scythe out Qrow leapt up and brought it down, decapitating it. Its head hadn't even hit the ground when it's fellow Baron knocked it's still standing corpse off to the side, roaring as it made a beeline toward the Slayer, fists brimming with Hell energy. In its rage it didn't notice Harriet skirt underneath it's field of vision and uppercut it in the jaw, leaving a trail of electrical static behind her.
Her knee right into her the Baron's face, following up with a hail of punches to its head, screaming in rage as it culminated in one final punch, burying her fist into its skull, sending it's brains out the other end of its head. She jumped off the corpse as it fell...
"...yaaaaARRRGHHHHHHHHH!"
...and she angrily bellowed and punched a hole through its chest, blood splattering in her face, and mixing with the tears in her eyes. She hung her head, despondent, "...fucker..."
William looked down at Vine's remains.
"..."
"GET AWAY FROM HIM!"
He was suddenly back by Harriet. Clover quickly grabbed her by the shoulder, only for her to push him off and throw a hook at the Slayer, who effortlessly caught it, twisted her arm behind her back and pinned her to the ground. Letting out another angry cry she tried to worm her way out, only to feel his hand on the back of her head and push her against the ground.
VEGA tried to intervene, ++It is not required that you harm the Ace Ops-++
"That's enough!" Clover pointed Kingfisher at the Slayer's head, just as Elm stood behind him with Timber raised above his head. "Stand down, Slayer."
The Slayer glared, "Or-"
"...thAt's h-Hot."
And he was cut off by a familiar voice that sounded like it was electronically glitching.
"G-gO oN. P-P-LoW ThAT moHAwk iNTo thE GrOUND. TeAr heR AsS uP!"
Qrow looked absolutely disgusted, and fearful, "Oh...shit..."
Standing in the doorway leading into Epsilon Authority's lobby was Marv – or a half-mechanical Incubus skeleton that had most of the flesh torn away, revealing much of his ribcage where many of his vital organs were replaced with visibly damaged biomechanical synthetic ones that were slowly repairing themselves. His rapidly regrowing skin was slowly covering his now skeletal looking Atlesian-produced prosthetic limbs. The skin and muscle were missing on the right side of his head, including his eye which revealing the blazing red mechanical orb behind it, which slowly faded as his eye also began to regenerate.
The chunk of steel where his groin used to be was, thankfully, still intact.
The color of his remaining eye was silver. His burnt scalp healed over, and they could see the early strands of blonde hair begin to grow. The sounds of his inner mechanical functions were horrific to listen to as he slowly limped toward them.
"...fuck," the Slayer muttered, miffed that it didn't take the Incubus long to be up on its feet again.
Fucking cyborg.
The Incubus' eyes blazed red behind his blood-encrusted bangs as his long hair quickly regrew, which reached down to the small of his back, and his razor-sharp smile through his regenerating face was nearly audible.
"ThAnK yOu, kInd sIrs. May I h-h-h-h-h-haVe AnotHer?"
William released Harriet, and she quickly got back with her Fast Knuckles at the ready. Elm was shaking her head in denial, unable to process the walking, regenerating biomechanical half-dead monstrosity approaching them, its entrails hanging out of its stomach. "N-no, NO!"
"YeS, babbeeeeeeeeeeee," Marv giggled, and stuff his guts back inside as the flesh of his stomach reknitted itself. "Y-You thInk you AtlEsian CockSucks cAN kIll me? ME?!" He licked the blood off his lips and smiled widely, "AN'-" His voice suddenly gave out and nothing more came out of his mouth, until it sounded like his mechanical voice box rebooted itself as its self-repair completed itself and he was speaking normally" I've enjoyed every last second of you impotent little turds trying-you gonna eat that?"
The Incubus pointed at the pulped remains of Vine. William opened up with his plasma rifle, hitting Marv, blasting Marv in the chest and forcing him to leap up into the air. Drawing Watt's revolver, he opened fired...
"THIRTEENTWELVEELEVENTENNINE..."
...hitting the Slayer in the shoulder, the round hard enough to knock him sideways, hit Clover in the forehead and knock him down, his Aura absorbing the shot, hit Harriet in the knee, shattering her Aura and sending her falling and sliding across the floor and careen into the wall, and finally Elm in her chest, shattering her Aura and knocking her down onto the ground. His knee striking the ground first as he landed, he lunged for Qrow, ducking underneath his scythe and delivering a liver punch to his side, knocking the wind out of his and making him double over. Marv followed up grabbing both side of Qrow's head and slamming his knee into his face, breaking his Aura – and his nose – and knocking him down.
He leapt to avoid the Slayer's thrust with the Relic, and would have landed right behind the Slayer if he didn't catch his foot in his spine as the Slayer spun around with a kick hard enough to send him flying into the wall. Peeling himself off the world, Marv's face had completely regenerated, save for his now broken nose. The Incubus grinned, enveloped himself in an aura of Hell energy and launched himself off the wall toward the Slayer...
"HIYAAH!"
...and was intercepted by Clover, Kingfisher in hand as the line wrapped itself around and tied his arms to his torso. The Slayer raised the Sword and swung it down at the Incubus, who countered by leaning back hard enough to hit the ground, raise his hooves and catching the Sword of Destruction between his knees. He twisted his body hard enough to force the Sword out of the Slayer's hands and launched himself off the ground and body slammed William, catching a dozen heavy assault rifles round to the chest before throwing his back and slamming the back of it against Clover, causing him to stagger and release his hold on Marv
"Much as I wanna play with you Atlas holes for chopping my arms and legs off, I got beef to settle with the Slayer," the Incubus declared. Untangling himself from Kingfisher's line, he noticed the non-reaction out of William and growled. "For Tachlon Ig, Kusan Gal, Verosika Mayday – and all the other cubi you tore to shreds twenty-three thousand, four hundred and eighty-two point six ago!"
"..." oh right, he remembered spending around a thousand years hunting down and eradicating the Incubi and Succubi cults.
Hard times.
Good times.
"YOINK!"
Marv suddenly grabbed Timber off the ground...
"Wha-?!"
...surprising Elm before swinging it at her, the bigger woman dodging the now cackling Incubus as he went after her before he slammed the business end of the hammer on the ground, pushing himself up into and delivering a kick to Elm's chest, knocking her into a pillar...
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-HA!"
...and swinging Timber straight at her, only managing to take a chunk of the pillar when he missed as the Slayer swung the Relic and striking the hammer. Marv turned his crazed gaze upon the Slayer, and what appeared to be a Fire Dust infused shotgun shells...
"Wha-?"
...that he threw at the Incubus' feet and blasted with his pistol, igniting it and engulfing the two of them in an explosion that send Elm.
"AH...shit!" Elm exclaimed. Coughing from the smoke, she turned to see Marv staggering about blindly.
"AHH! YOU LITTLE FUCKERS!" Marv exclaimed angrily, Timber in hand and wiping the smoke away from him.
He just barely noticed a silhouette through the smoke. Marv's smile was wide and demented...
"GOTCHA BITCH!"
...as he leapt up clear of the smoke cloud and brought Timber down on the Slayer's head, and seeing the hammer phase right through the hit and leave a crack in the ground wiped it completely right off his face as the hologram disappeared...
"MOTHERFU-!"
...followed by the air out of his lungs as William lunged out of the smoke and drove his knee right into his chest, doubling him right off, and a subsequent right hook to the side of his face caused him to drop the warhammer and knock him down, causing him to faceplant into the ground.
Marv snarled and glanced up at the Slayer through his blonde bangs as he tossed the hologram device over his shoulder. It briefly morphed into fear when the Slayer reached down and wrapped both his hand around his head, lifting him up where he started to squeeze.
The Incubus started to flail desperately...
"SHE CAN'T HAVE YOU! NONE OF THOSE BITCHES DESERVE YOU!" Marv was screaming wildly now, more out of distress than anger. "YOU'RE MINE, WILLIAM! MINNNEEEEEE-!"
CRACK!
(END)
William twisted Marv's head a full one-eighty, the sound of his neck breaking quiet and his body becoming limp as he was reduced to a head on a stick. Sensing the Hell energy that was still inside him had faded away, he went over toward one of the windows and tossed him right out of Authority, sending the Incubus plummeting and rolling down the side of the volcano, all the way down below.
"..."
It's a castrated Incubus. Of course, it would act like the most insane thing in the universe.
A. Present tense. If it could survive getting its head pulped and a grenade reducing it to a meaty skeleton, it'll definitely regenerate a broken neck and a tumble down a volcano. He just didn't have the time, or the currents means, to make sure it stayed dead. Turning back toward the hall leading to the command center, right now he had a slightly less insane man of science to kill and a corporate/military complex to bury, along with a remnant of his own civilization and proof that human and Faunus kind on Remnant had come from Argent D'Nur after all.
Harriet spat blood, "Evil motherfucker..."
Elm felt her face redden in both humiliation and rage as she limped over toward Timber and grabbed it off the ground. Gritting her teeth, Elm lifted her weapon up and over her shoulder and angrily shouted, "All that vile, perverted shit he was spewing, what kind of freak says that?"
"You just answered your own question," Clover said. "I'm actually glad Tortuga's not around anymore to see this."
"..."
++Withdraw from this place immediately. You are all in no condition to proceed.++
"...say what?" Harriet shot the Slayer a death glare.
"...deaf, are we?" William bitterly snarked.
Harriet got up and stormed over toward him, "You murderous-"
...only to raise her hands to catch what the Slayer just tossed at her.
Her eyes bulged in fear.
Deag Nilox's severed head.
"AHHHHH!"
Harriet gave an uncharacteristic frightful scream and stumbled over backward, dropping Nilox's head where the crown rolled off it. She, shivered at the sight of the severed head of the Hell Priest, then glared up at the Slayer.
"..." William glared right back.
Clover's eyes widened. If he could do that to his worst enemy, then. He couldn't keep the fear out of the tone of his voice when he asked, "You'd...really do that to us if we tried to stop you?"
"No," William said. "I'll jus' hurt you. Badly."
Elm looked at the Slayer in disbelief.
"Bullshit, you son of a bitch!" she shouted. Her Semblance suddenly overcharged itself and she made a beeline straight at the Slayer, "No one tells us to-"
She was surprised when the Slayer grabbed her by the scruff of her uniform and slammed her into the floor. Harriet's eyes bulged out in pain...
"AH!"
She saw him raise his foot. She panicked...
"NONONO!"
...as he brought it down on her right leg...
"ARGHHHHHHHHH!"
...breaking it.
"Fuck me, Blazkowicz!" Qrow shouted.
Elm bellowed and raised Timber, and froze completely in fear when the Slayer turned to her. Lowering Timber, she stretched her hand forward placatingly, alternating between the staring at the glare the Slayer was giving her and Harriet screaming in pain, the Slayer's foot pinned her broken leg down. He mercifully lifted his foot up and off her.
Qrow grunted frustration, "Just get the fuck out of here. All of you. Now!"
"..." Clover held his ground. He nodded, defeated, "You win, Blazkowicz. We'll withdraw."
Harriet didn't share the same sentiment, however.
"NO, DON'T DO THIS!" Harriet was screaming now in anguish. "JUST LEAVE ME AND CONTINUE THE MISSION! DON'T DO THIS!"
"Elm, grab Harriet. We're extracting ourselves right now."
Distending her weapon, the Slayer stepped back away from Harriet, allowing Elm to scoop her up, Harriet gritting her teeth with tears in her eyes as she tried to stop herself from screaming any more, desperate to retain some dignity after being laid out by the Slayer.
Elm looked over at Vine's smashed remains, "What about Vine?"
"...leave him," Clover replied, morosely.
"..."
Clover looked at the Slayer with pity, "The general isn't going to let this slide, Blazkowicz. Atlas will hunt you down for this."
The Slayer just stared hard at him. Clover shook his head, resigned.
He didn't care.
"We're going."
Elm shot the Slayer one final contemptible scowl before following after Clover, leaving both William and Qrow behind in the lobby, alone with all the corpses.
Qrow shrugged and turned to the Slayer, "Welp, that told em'."
"..."
"C'mon, let's go finish this fucking thing," Qrow said, running toward the command center past the lobby. William followed behind, the Relic in hand, where he noticed it was once again shimmering with divine power...
A/N: I didn't feel like going another month without uploading something, so here the latest chapter. The NEXT chapter is the final one of this arc, then comes hiatus.
So, The Ancient Gods Part 2...it was the only way it could have ended. :-( Not sure yet if where I'll be taking this fic in the future, but I definitely won't be using that ass pull of a plot twist. Davoth and the Father are characters that were already tragic enough.