Disclaimer
I do not own spawn or sonic the hedgehog and any characters related to them sonic belongs to sega and spawn belongs to Todd McFarlane
Prologue
Every warrior from hell has an experience where they become confused, some so confused that even death seems less complicated. Others can figure it out instantly, and it shall be no different for the newest hellspawn. Who has escaped Malbulgia's control but now uses his powers to help heaven. This new hellspawn has fought against allies and won against enemies. His soul is slowly sending hell's eyes looking for new warriors. But now Malbulgia is destroyed and all that's left are rebels and lords of hell fighting to gain the spot as king of hell. However the Hellspawn killed Malbulgia was giving the title of King of hell by right. This new hellspawn and his allies use the confusion to help kill invaders from hell that come into the mortal battlefield, and many of his enemies use it to gain prophet or the thrill of battle and satisfaction of vengeance. But little does this world know that other worlds shall soon be affected by the war that has been ignoring them all this time. New allies will have to be made, and even perhaps new barriers made and old ones...broken, let's see which direction fate sends the latest hellspawn.
Chapter 1
Al Simmons, AKA Spawn, sat atop of the cross of the church in the alleyway known as rat city. It was his home, after his death it was the only home he had ever known. Al Simmons was originally a government trained assassin with a wife named Wanda, Wanda wanted kids but Al couldn't give her any, then Al was burnt alive and was literally sent to hell. When he made a deal with the king of hell, Malbulgia. In return for seeing Wanda again Al would serve as a hellspawn, which was a ranking general in the devils army. So five years after his death he came back to life with the powers of a hellspawn. However he discovered that his wife had remarried his best friend and had a child called Cyan.
Now 5 years later he was now a vigilante and no longer one of Malbugia's servants. Infact Spawn for which Al was named Killed Malbuglia and now had the mantle of King of hell. Now here he was at this very moment. Al's green eyes analysed the city, his Hellspawn abilities gave him every form of vision, even ones that weren't for his eyes, his long red cape danced behind him in the wind. "The city is awfully quiet tonight" Al said to himself as he jumped down onto a stable church roof and sat down leaning against the wall of one of the church's towers.
This particular church was where he got married a few years ago. Now however the burns from the flames that had consumed him as an ant would swarm a grasshopper were covered thanks to the skin-like black suit with the white v symbol on the front. His cloak would increase or decrease in size, when it wasn't needed it wasn't around but usually like now he kept it at the size of a batman cloak. He was tired which was rare for a hellspawn, he waited a few seconds and absorbed the necroplasma leaking out from dimensional cracks in the alley.
There were plenty of hotspots like this across the city, some so close their practical road across, others a mile trek across central park. However it differed between hellspawns, for all it was alleyways. The most powerful and potent being ones close to a church may it be old or new, but any alley would do. "that's better" Spawn thought as he regained his composure.
Then began to climb when an old and very familiar voice said, "now spawn now's not the time to climb up crosses and watch from afar". Al turned around to find Cagliostro. He was an old man and had a long white beard and black jacket and of course he was old, he used to be a hellspawn until he escaped from Malebulgia's grasp and gave up his cloak, Spawn had technically also escaped but kept his cloak and powers.
"What do you want, old man?" Spawn asked, not exactly happy to see the old knight, "i came to warn you that the battlefield is changing as well as the price" Caliostro said, "and you are gonna need help to defeat it". "I don't need any help and if I did, what kind of help can you give me?" Spawn asked, turning away, "you remember the Wild C.A.T.S" Caliostro said. "They are in their own war," Spawn said dismissively, jumping off the building and into the alleyway. Cagliostro simply walked out of the shadows.
"Maybe they can't but Some of your part time allies will be willing helping" Cagliostro said, "many of those assholes tried to kill me" Spawn shot back still walking away, "you cannot deny that you have to fight every battle without others" Cagliostro called back. "but i never explained what these changes are exactly" that cave Al pause and his full attention. "There is another world, another battlefield but it has stayed out of war for many years but now it will become involved". "How so" Spawn asked, "go to this address the police are already there" Caliostro gave a piece of paper to Al, he looked at the writing.
1582 woodwork library, 103254 washington street.
Spawn arrived at the building. It was a library of some kind from the Victorian era, he descended the stairs to the attic. He did not know why he went down there, he just knew that he was sensing something evil down there. He looked around the attic, "nothing here" he muttered to himself, then he sensed something behind him, he formed a sword as the something charged out of the shadows. Spawn raised his sword to parry the assalents, and it was none other than the Redeemer himself.
"here to kill me or to help?" Spawn asked, "well since i couldn't kill you guess i'm helping your" Redeemer quipped. "what are you doing here asshole?" Spawn asked, he was still pissed at the many times Redeemer tried to kill him. Redeemer was an angel of heaven, occasionally called the Anti-spawn. There have been at least three redeemers and this ones Originally was named Phil Timper, a man who had been in and out of jail constantly throughout his life, one day however he found the lord and changed his ways and God saw in him a chance to become something else.
So god gave him wins literally he gave Phil the powers of the redeemer and original thought against Spawn but Spawn saw a lot of himself in Phil and so saved his life from an exploding building and the 2 became allies " What are you doing here?" Spawn asked, "Cagliostro gave me a prophecy and told me to come here" the Anti spawn replied. "figures" Spawn said, they hear another noise behind them. They turned ready for a fight but stood down when they saw the beautiful figure of Angela.
Angela was an Asgardian and daughter of Odin and Freya and brother of Loki and Thor. During Heaven and Asgards war she was thought to have been killed, the truth was that she was adopted by heaven and trained by them, mainly to hunt Hellspawn or Asgardians. She however learned the truth about her Asgardian heritage and went rogue, she had fought Spawn once, then became allies with him. "I see you boys got to have fun before me" she quipped, "and why are you here?" Redeemer asked.
"Cagliostro gave me a tip," Angela replied, "that old man is really getting on my nerves," Spawn complained. "yea no shit" said another voice, this time it was three individuals. One was the fat inspector Sam Burke holding a shotgun over his shoulder, Twitch his assistance with a pistol in hand and the vigilante Shadowhawk. "Let me guess Cagliostro," Spawn said, sounding like he had had absolutely enough of Cagliostro's stunts.
Who was next, Savage dragon?, Grifter and the Wild C.A.T.S?. "If you mean the old guy with the beard then yes" Sam said. Shadowhawk looked like he had some upgrades to his armor, first of all he had a bulky shoulder plate that was attached to a foldable shoulder mounted quad barreled rocket launcher, he also had his claws out.
Sam and Twitch were partners in the police force that worked with Spawn multiple times, both were the best at their job and were partners through and through. While Sam was a typical police officer, fat and gave orders. Twitch rarely showed emotion and was a better shot than Sam. Shadowhawk's real name was Eddie Collins, son of the original Shadowhawk and the spirit of justice, he had worked with Spawn as well and the two became good allies. Shadowhawks helmets called the helmet of Nommo gave him the ability to form weapons and tech as well as his nanotech suit.
"Anyway he gave us a tip on a conspiracy" Sam continued "we came to the address he gave us and we found this outside" Sam got out a red cape piece, Spawn grabbed and examined it. "It's definitely part of mine," he said after a little while of examining.
"but this is the first time I've been here", "well then someone must have gotten a sample of it" Sam said. "good thinking sir" Twitch said with little enthusiasm. "Well whatever was here doesn't seem to be now" Shadowhawk said, "we already searched the house, not even my helmet found anything", "males always so shortsighted" Angela said as she went over to a wall. "Sometimes looking closely is the answer and not Tech or magic" she said to the others and rubbed a brick, the rubbing revealed a circular symbol on it, Angela pressed the same tile and the bricks moved away similar to how the bricks move to reveal the entrance to Diagon alley in Harry Potter.
"How?" Redeemer asked amazed, "the bricks on the wall have evidence of being scrapped against each other, the circle must have been a detection field emitter that prevented Shadowhawk from seeing it" Angela explained. "very good ma'am" Twitch complemented, "okay so we follow it'' Sam asked lighting a cuben cigar, "i don't hear any other suggestions so yes'' Spawn said taking point. Redeemer got his sword ready as did Angela, Shadowhawk formed dual plasma blasters over his hands and upper arm, using his helmet's power of forming weapons to his armor, Sam and Twitch readied their guns.
Half an hour later
The tunnel way led down steeply for a little bit, they were so dead they may as well have been under the subway. "where the hell are we anyway?" Angela asked after a while of silence, "best guess in an old tunnel system from a war" Shadowhawk said. "First world war" Twitch said as he bent down to look at an old Skeleton with a dried blood dipped knife "and how do you know that skinny?" Spawn asked.
"This skeleton has a military uniform from the first world war" Twitch replied ignoring Spawns insult "my guess he got lost and died of starvation or killed himself judging by the knife in hand" . "He has a good point, though if Cagliostro brought us here something must be afoot" Redeemer said, "hey guys' ' Sam said nervously and pointed at a shadow that's host was hiding behind a corner, it looked big. "I'll check it out" Shadowhawk said as he readied his shoulder mounter rocket launcher, he slowly walked behind the others' weapons ready for the worst.
Shadowhawk flattened himself against the corner, took a deep breath, then turned the corner, holding the rocket launcher with one hand to keep it steady if he need to fire it. There were three things, they were blue phantom like but had four arms and black plating and looked like something out of a swamp. Demonites, Shadowhawk realised with releaf, the Deamonites raised their arms in surrender but Shadowhawk stood down, "it's just a demonites" he called back as he retracted the barrels of the launcher and put the thing in its resting position on his back. It still was visible and could be seen over his shoulder but it wouldn't accidentally fire on anything.
The others came up to him, "Jesus even when they're not trying to scare the shit out of me they still do" Sam whispered to Twitch, "Indeed sir" Twitch replied, "are you lost?" Redeemer asked, "There practically ghosts, I don't think they can," Spawn said, feeling like they were wasting time.
The first deamonite the leader possibly responded, in a series of small wallows and gestures, "she says that their clan were living down here when they saw a group of unusual soldiers come this way. One carrying a body bag with a piece of red cloth hanging out" Angela told the group, as the lead Deamonite continued, "then one came back and attacked the clan and stole a gemstone we found a year ago".
"Why did they want the gem?" Redeemer asked, "she doesn't know" Angela replied, "here...ma'am file a report we'll see what the Wild C.A.T.S can do '' Sam said, a little uncomfortable. But he had handled daemonites before.
The Wild C.A.T.S were a group of super beings that kept the peace between Humans, Daemonites and Kherubims, the Deamonites could possess human bodies to help hide on the planet, while Kherubim were shapeshifters. Both were at war and the Wild C.A.T.S kept both sides in check, some of the refugees were even getting along both inside and outside government funded refugee camps for them. A major leap for the two species, the humans were simply caught in the crossfire.
The lead Deamonite did as it was told, knowing full well what a missing file and unprovoked attack report and mass murder were, "any descriptions" Twitch asked, the Deamonite made another series of guestures and moans. "a large human as far as she could tell, but almost the size of an adult daemonite, with a cybernetic blood red eye and seemed to be part machine" Angela translated, "Overtkill'' Spawn growled, "you mean that cyborg mercenary? damn" Sam said.
Sam and Twitch had contacted the police station and told them about the report and the prime suspect. As well as to find the Deamonite and others if there are any, at the address he was given and take her to a refugee camp and be respectful and polite about it. Shadowhawk boosted the signal since it was not likely to get one down there. Now a swat team was on its way. "Head to this address ma'am and the swat will take you to a refugee camp" Angela explained, the Deamonite made more gestures and moans. "then get the others and bring them to the address we'll deal with Overtkill'' Angela replied, raising her sword confidently. "And this time I'll make sure he is buried with the rest of the scrap pile," Spawn commented.
The lead Daemonite nodded and then ran down the tunnel followed by the other two. "Oh and one more thing" Shadowhawk called out, the demonites stopped, "which way did overtkill go?" the first Deamonite moaned in response, the one to the left of her stepped forward "she says it headed to Saint Paul's chapel," Angela told the group.
"this one while show us the way" then she dismissed the other two Deamonites, who continued it's sprinting, "a church ha, guess hell doesn't rest even after what i did to it" Spawn chuckled to itself. "Well saint Paul's chapel is rumoured to be a Ley line location" Twitch said, "maybe the emerald was some ancient artifact that can access these ley lines". "Maybe. let's check it out," Spawn said, and they began their long trek to the Chapel.
in a separate dimension a long time later that i will try to keep pace with for chronologies sake
In a dimension that seemed to be made out of a white void that had an oasis inside it, under a palm tree rested a peach colored mobian echidna girl from a tribe long dead on her planet. Her name was Tikal, a spirit bonded to the clans sacred, then the girl sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes, "huh what time is it?" she asked herself, yawning. There wasn't really an answer since she was a spirit and time wasn't a thing inside the white dimension.
From the lake emerged her friend, at first glance you would notice that he was made of water, or a liquid like substance, with two glowing eyes and a brain in it's head. "Chaos are you okay?" Tikal asked the creature who was called Chaos(we know because tikal just said so). Chaos stared into space, literally, he was stared into the white space they lived in.
"what is it what is going on" Tikal thought as she looked at the spot where Chaos was looking, "oh you don't know?" said a voice behind the duo, they whirled around and caught a glimpse of something behind a tree. "who are you?" Tikal asked, concerned, Chaos stepped in front of her protectively. "you don't recognise me" said the figure, his voice was soft and low yet there was much confidence in it.
"oh well, you'll know me soon enough, but the only war is still going", "the only war?" Tikal questionably muttered. it sounded familiar, "my family will avenge the king, not that i care, but i will help out in the fight against the traitorous red cloak and his allies' ' the figure continued.
Tikal was more confused, those things that this guy had said didn't sound safe. Suddenly there was a violent shake that nearly sent Chaos and Tikal off their feet. Then Chaos screamed in pain and melted away, Tikal fell to her knees next to the puddle. "looks like that's all he had" the figure said, "oh well should be enough for me and the others to return" "what's happening" Tikal exclaimed.
"The sins are coming, both ends are now open, and hell shall have the price it promised to be paid" the figure replied, "the emerald can sense it and is trying to fight back, but all it's doing is feeding the process". "I must warn the others," Tikal thought fearfully "if two worlds are coming together who knows what apocalypse would follow" then she disappeared in a small puff of smoke as a fiery crack opened in the white void and slowly opened.
Outside the master emerald
On a flying island on a different world called mobius two echidna's were sleeping together. One on top of the others, one, the male was of the knuckles clan, the same clan Tikal belonged. So the male had long dreadlocks and knuckle spikes on his gloved hands. The female was of the nocturnus clan and so was dressed in black armor with a glowing pink symbol on her head band. There Names were Knuckles and Shade, and ironically enough, the two clans used to be mortal enemies, and now a few years later with one clan dead and another in a different dimension. The two had started to make out together, isn't fate artistic.
A sudden but miniscule tremor shook the island and woke Shade up. She drowsily opened her eyes moaning in tiredness, "what was that?" she asked herself, accidentally waking Knuckles up, "is it morning already?" he asked, "it's early afternoon" Shade corrected him chuckling slightly ."oh" Knuckles exclaimed in slight embarrassment, "how did you sleep?" Knuckles asked, changing the subject to get rid of the embarrassment. "fine thank you," Shade replied, giving a wake up kiss on the cheek.
Another tremor larger than the first one hit the island, "you felt that?" Shade asked, "yeah i did" Knuckles replied. The duo stood up battle ready, another tremor struck, but this time it was enough to make the two echidna's stagger.
"This is not good," Knuckles said, once he regained his balance "the Master Emerald" Shade exclaimed. The master emerald was starting to glow and spark, dark clouds began to form above the island, infact across the entire country, but it seemed really bad on the floating island. "the hell" Shade exclaimed, "HELP" came a echoing shriek from the master emerald, the two echidna's saw the ghostly figure of Tikal reaching a hand to them, half in and half out of the emerald "the worlds in danger" she began then got electricuted.
"We have to help her," Knuckles said, Shade nodded and tried to teleport to Tikal, using her belt's ability. but some sort of field electrocuted her and sent her flying into Knuckles arms. "Shade!" he exclaimed, shaking her, she was unconscious.
"The world is in danger" Tikal continued as she was electrocuted with half of her ghostly form inside the emerald and the other half out. "beware the red cloak and the sins" Tikal continued while pain continued to course through her "Tikal what do you mean?" Knuckles asked. "BEWARE THE RED CLOAK AND THE SINS" Tikal nearly screamed in pain.
A lightning bolt hit the master emerald and an unknown force and a flash of light, sent both Knuckles and Shade flying across the island, Knuckles grasped Shade protectively close to himself.