To Gdog4ever: Hehe. Thas a funny hobo!
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Disclaimer: Diablo belongs to Blizzard and moogles belong to Squaresoft, so there...
The imp says, "At the guys, kupo..."
Rika shudders as they step into the pastel-colored interior of the day-care center. Selena bounces happily into the room to go play with the other children while Salem signs in Selena's information at the check-in desk.
"Wow! Lookit' all 'da cuddwy, wuddwy children!" shouts Kyra, who rushes after Selena.
The room is full of wide-eyed plush toys and giant blocks and a huge network of tunnels that reminded Salem somewhat of hamster mazes or Spanish Inquisition labyrinths. Laughter of the young fills the air. Rika looks around and wonders how anyone could ever stand being in such a place. As she thinks, she is soon startled by a small child whose nose is dripping with snot as he pulls on her pants leg and says in a stuffy voice, "Hey missus. I need ta' go potty." Rika gasps and runs over to where Salem was chatting with a caretaker over at the check-in desk.
"Uh...Salem, are you sure it's sanitary here?" Rika asks and quickly glances behind to see if the disturbing child was still stalking her. He isn't.
"Oh of course it is!" spoke the overly-cheerful woman behind the front desk. "We use one-hundred percent anti-bacterial solutions on every toy and play-set."
A kid nearby, chewing on a toy, suddenly keels over and dies.
"Er...I'll get that," says the lady, excusing herself, and goes over to stash the body away.
"Mental cases," Salem mutters.
"Whoooooo!!!" Kyra and Selena cry as they hitch a ride on a miniature steam engine that had rolled by on it's tracks.
"Boy are they having fun," sighs Rika and shakes her head.
Salem agrees, "Yup."
They do not see the shadows lurking just outside the doors...
The moogle shouts, "Back at the guys kupo!"
An ammunition shop called "'Munitions" catches their attention as the demons were on their way away from the nuthouse church. So, they decide to check it out.
There was only one store owner, a pig-faced man in a plaid outfit, sitting lazily behind a glass display with a cash register on it. Each wall of the store was swords, guns, and various other dangerous objects like flamethrowers and grenade-launchers. (Not things you want demons to be around)
"Ooo..." says the Lord of Destruction And All Things That Go BOOM. He points to the walls and asks the clerk, "What is that?"
"It's a gun mister. I'ma guessin' you ain't from 'round here, are ya'?"
"Nope," Brian says and picks one up, looking through the barrel of the gun.
"That one there's a beaut'," says the man in a Southern drawl. "It'll blow an elephant's brain it's skull in no time at all."
"Hmmm... Tha's interesting..." he says. Even though he didn't know what an elephant was, he knew could probably do some damage on humans.
"Er...Perhaps you shouldn't touch those Ba-Brian," Mephisto says, inspecting the swords of various designs. He particularly took interest in the ones with the skulls. Diablo stands nearby, next to the flamethrowers. Brian looks at the man then stares evilly at the two, indicating that he wanted to test the gun on the guys brains.
"So...how does it work?" asks the topaz-eyed demon.
"Well, all ya' gotta' do is aim that end of the gun at somethin' and pull the trigger. But, of course, they aren't loaded," the clerk responds. "Geez. What planet are ya' from?"
"The same...Only, I'm more southern than you'll ever be." The two grin as Brian flips the gun around to inspect it more. "So... does this tool cause destruction?"
"What? Oh...uh, yeah...sure it does."
The demon turns toward him with the weapon. "Then pucker up."
Suddenly, right before 50,000 volts of demonic energy could blast the guy to bits, five masked people run into the store with pistols aimed at the Three and the clerk. The demons just tilt their heads while Brian lowers the gun and the man at the register tries to sink behind the counter and fails.
"Freeze Gramps or I'll blow yer eyes out," says a male voice behind one of the masks. All of the masked group appear to be male and they all wear gray shirts with skulls on them just for the purpose of scaring people out of their wits. Big-time criminals. "And you," he says to Brian, "drop ya weapon."
The two just stay where they are, seemingly neutral about a normally frightening, and not to mention life-threatening, situation. Brian anticipates the upcoming violence.
"Please, just take whatcha' want n' go," pleads the pathetic shopkeeper.
"Think we will," says the mask. "And we're takin' you guys as our hostages." He signals with head and the rest of the group start taking down guns off the wall. Then - BLAM!
Three million brain pieces now decorate one wall of the shop. All the others stood shocked; partially because of the death of their esteemed leader, but mostly because the gun that had killed him was hovering in the air. It jerked, then tossed itself away down one of the aisles.
"Eh...That killed him too quickly," Brian says, somewhat disappointed.
The masked men stare at the teenager in horror. A sense of immense evil lingers in the air as his skin shifts, becoming like that of a dried corpse. Two empty eye sockets with tiny topaz pinpoints leer out from a skull with skin stretched tightly over it where his eyes had been. The demon that stood before them in the place of the teenager turns toward them, wearing only mummy-like wraps on his wrists, wraps around his collar, and remnants of a grand robe with arcane symbols hanging around his waist. He sneers, mouth filled with razor-sharp teeth, which would remind one of a snake's if one were lucky enough to get that close and live. Long vine-like tentacles jutted from his head and arms, writhing with a life of their own. (If you haven't noticed, Baal is in his mummy form because his spidery form just scares me... OO)
Suddenly, a tentacle flies through the air in the blink of an eye and skewers a robber straight through his stomach. The unfortunate guy drops his gun as he glances down at his fatal wound, mouth agape. Others stagger backwards and fire at the demon lord. The staccato sound of bullets ripping through glass and flesh ensue. When the smoke clears, they see Baal's wounds beginning to heal instantly and that the creature had not bled at all.
"Oww... That was annoying," he says darkly. Then they knew their end had come.
The shopkeeper just huddles behind the counter now that no one was watching him and shakes his head. You just didn't know who to trust these days...
The imp stares at the moogle intently and says, "Don't make me come over there kupo. At the girls, kupo."
At the same time that the criminals were being torn limb-from-limb, the bell on the door of the daycare jingles. Once, twice. Rika looks up from her conversation with Salem and sees two men enter. Seeing that they had no accompanying child, she wonders why in heck they would be here. One looks as if he was from the secret service.
"Okay, sing it with me chilluns! Oh! My bologna has a first name, it's-" sings Kyra, then stops and looks at the newcomers.
"It's-" the children repeat, confused at her pause. They begin shouting. "Monkey! It's Monkey!" "No. It's Bologna Bob." "Nuh uh. It's Meatloaf!" "Eww!!!"
The two figures walk in and suddenly, the FBI- looking one grabs Kyra's wrist and lifts her off the ground. "Oww, you meany person!" she says.
"Tell me... Where is Diablo, girl?!" he shouts.
"I'm sorry, I no speaky es' Spanish."
He tightens his grip and she winces with the intense pain. She is lifted to the point where her feet hover above the floor and she struggles helplessly.
"Hey you can't just-" the day care woman starts to say, but is cut off when a teenager with a scar on his eye, the other intruder, strides over and places a clawed hand over her head. The disguised demon mutters, "Xua heti rommic emc muv, xuap ruak zikumfr su li," and he pulls his hand away, a spectral form of the woman clasped in his claw by the head. In his other hand, he holds the limp body of the daycare woman, which he lets drop in a sickening thud. The woman's soul disappears in his hand.
Azmodan, holding the kicking human, could sense a strong aura of demonic energy crackling about her... a sign that came from being around the evil lords of the Underworld for too long.
"Really! I dunno' who you're talking about!" Kyra yells and tries to free her wrist. "Uh. Derek! Do you mean Derek?"
"Er..." The demon weighs his options. "Yes. Tell me where he is," he says, hoping that he had located his enemy's human identity.
Ever since Azmodan and Belial had served as warlords under the Three, Azmodan had always blamed his masters for thinking that mortals could actually aid demons in the Sin War, the war between devils and seraphim. So, he and Belial had been able to turn a majority of the creatures under their rule against the Prime Evils. Even though the triumvirate had destroyed almost all who opposed them, they were weakened by their exerting victory. And that was all that Azmodan, Lord of Sin and Belial, Lord of Lies needed to vanquish the Three onto the mortal plane, where the pesky warriors of mortals could defeat and seal the Three into Soulstones. However, this act was influenced by the Three's servant Izual, the False Angel, who insisted that the angel leader Tyrael allow the humans to use the stones, secretly being the intention of the demon lords all along. So, this allowed them to gain a foothold in the mortal plane and hide from both angel and rebellious demon alike. And what angered Azmodan even more was that the humans had interfered in his search.
"No! You cannot have my boyfriend!" Kyra shouts as he tightens his grip on her wrist. "Back off ma' grill yo!"
"Fine. If you will not reveal to me the Three's location, I shall torture you souls for all eternity!" His skin slowly begins to meld into scales. The odd man begins to change into his demon form, a now sharp-taloned claw clasping Kyra's wrist, who nearly fainted at the sight. His eyes are pupiless on a lizard-like face, with a large mane, a saurian-like body, a whip tail, and two, leathery wings jutting out from it's back. The children begin screaming and crying (well, except for one who thought he was seeing Barney's reincarnation). Raising it's snout in the air and unfolding it's wings in a fwoosh and a snap, Azmodan roars and grabs the other two girls who had demonic energy swirling about them. Rika and Salem. Selena runs after the demon advancing out of the daycare doors, while Belial is left to wreak havoc upon the small building. The bell jingles as she exits, but the little girl just misses her chance to reach the monster as it flies away, vanishing over the tops of buildings...
Oooo...Suspenseful, am I not? Just kiddin'. Well, here's the votes so far:
Salem: 1
Brian: 3
Selena: 1
Derek: 1
Kyra: 1
Rika: 3
Melvin: 2
Hobo dude: 1 (hehe)