Chapter 4 - Decimation

Somewhere in Nevada

The icon of sin

A battered body is denied death...

In order to grant in En masse...

Hank begins to wake up... "What the hell happened to m-" Then he touched his lower jaw and realized that it was made of metal...

Hank was confused, but he was alive. He turned around and saw two items... a Glock, and a note, the note said "Just do what comes natural, -T"

The realization made Hank furious

"THAT GOD DAMN CLOWN KILLED ME!" Hank, was currently far more furious than he's ever been before, his entire body was trembling with rage. As he began to go on his search for the clown, God help anyone who stands in his way.

Meanwhile, in the white room, Minerva slammed the desk with anger while furiously looking at the Auditors face on-screen "WHY ISN'T THAT MONSTER YOUR TOP PRIORITY!" to which the Auditor responded, "While Tricky's... sudden resignment does, complicate things, I'm afraid to say that ending Hank permanently will still this organizations top priority." Minerva was still furious with the Auditor, thinking to herself "I've seen that monster Tricky first hand... I don't know what this 'Auditor' and his deal is with Hank... and I do understand that he's dangerous but... that Clown, he is a threat to the whole world"

"Take it easy there." The Sheriff said

Meanwhile, Echidna was just smiling listening intently to the Auditors meeting "Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. I'm sorry about her Mr. Auditor, but she's a bit too obsessed with that 'Clown'..."

"MY obsession? You think I'm going to let a monster like that run free!?" Minerva yelled.

Then Echidna simply looked at Minerva and said "As long as he doesn't get in the way of my pursuit of knowledge, I'll leave him be. Now then" Echidna looked back at the Auditor. "Your Organization, this technology and the knowledge that's here... I want it, I will help you permanently kill this 'Hank' if you give this to me."

The Auditor narrowed his eyes before saying "They call you the Witch of Greed for a good reason, Miss Echidna. But I'll give you this one chance. If you help us kill Hank, I'll give you the full knowledge of both the 'other' world and the knowledge the Agency has."

Echidna looked at the Auditor and smiled before saying "Thank you very much."

The Auditor nodded and continued "If you can prove yourself useful, we'll be happy to share everything with you."

Minerva looked at the Witch of Greed with fury "Damn you Echidna!" She thought to herself.

Meanwhile, Hank was wandering the deserts of the fused Nevada looking for the clown, he had lost track of time due to the sun no longer existing, being replaced with a permanent dark red sky. He didn't know how many days he'd been out here, or even if he would ever find the clown again. His rage was building up until suddenly he heard a horn in the distance. It sounded like it was coming closer. Hank ran towards the sound, and saw, an interesting site... it seemed to be an entire medieval army. They were all dressed in black and wearing helmets, with long spears and shields. But then Hank noticed a symbol on their shields... it was a picture of his head with an x on it.

The army cried out "FOR SIR GILES!"

Hank stared the army down as they charged at him, but Hank did not care, he got into a battle stance. He could hear the army chanting "AVENGE THE SWORD SAINT!" as they charged at him. The ground shook as the army collided with him, and Hank easily broke through the front lines and began beating the soldiers. He was enjoying himself immensely.

"Give me all you've got you cosplaying sons of bitches!" Hank screamed as he fought... he shot one knight in the head while stabbing another with a knife, he crushed the shield of a third soldier and then cut off his arm with a sword, and he kicked the fourth man in the chest sending him flying back. Hank then turned to face the rest of the army, Hank picked up a battle-ax on the ground wielding it effortlessly with one hand, and swung it at the knights, cutting them all down, as he went along. Not a single knight managed to get a slash on him as he hacked and slashed every single one of them quickly and precisely ending each of their lives. Finally, Hank was left standing alone. He took a deep breath, and he looked around. There wasn't anyone else there. Just the dead bodies of the army and a sea of blood, this carnage was still not nearly enough to satisfy Hank's undying rage towards the Clown that ended his life. It still was at least enough to calm him for a couple of minutes "God damnit of course not one of these nerds had a gun!" Hank muttered.

On the top of a hill overlooking the battle sat a young 10-year-old girl, she had green hair and pink eyes. While at first glance one who is unfamiliar would think she is just a mere child... but the people of this world would know that she is the dangerous Witch of Pride, Typhon. She seemed to be fascinated by the man named Hank who was killing off the entire nation of Lugenica's army, "Hmmm I see why Minerva was so frightened by this man..." Typhon said to herself. "He doesn't seem to have any magical talent or an authority... yet he managed to destroy this entire army by himself..."

Typhon decided to walk down the hill... heading towards the man behind the slaughter. As she neared the battlefield she could hear the sound of Hank chopping off limbs and slicing heads. It was almost like a symphony, the sounds of the metal against flesh mixed with the blood splashing onto the ground. When Hank was finally done it was only him and she standing in the sea of blood surrounded by a mound of bodies.

"Hello!" Typhon said in an innocent voice.

"Kid" Hank said, noticing her. "You're lucky this slaughter put me in a halfway decent mood... otherwise you'd be dead where you stand."

"Oh?" Typhon said before asking out of curiosity in a cute manner "Why did you kill all of these men?"

Hank answered quickly and to the point "They were in my way!"

"Oh! So that's why!" Typhon exclaimed happily.

Hank turned towards Typhon revealing his lipless upper mouth and metal jaw, and seemed to be slightly confused "Knock it off kid, get out of here before I kill you too..." Then Typhon touched Hank and attempted to use her Authority of Pride to read if he was good or bad... but as soon as she did... she immediately backed up slowly and began to shake slightly "N-n-no w-way..." she said to herself. "It's not possible... but I can feel it... this malice, this rage... these sins... a-and he feels no guilt whatsoever? No mercy? How?! This is impossible! Impossible! Impossible! IMPOSSIBLE!"

"What the hell are you talking about?!" Hank shouted, causing Typhon to flinch.

Typhon began to brainstorm "This man... I can't use my authority on him if he feels no guilt about his actions... there are only two ways I can kill this monster... I either make him feel guilty about his actions... or force him to strike me with his hands."

Typhon then spoke up to Hank "Do you ever think much about the lives you take? Do you ever wonder what might happen to the families who suffer?"

"Not really," Hank replied flatly.

Typhon was horrified, "How could you say that!? How could you be so cold!?"

"Quite simple kid, I enjoy it..."

"That's wrong! That's absolutely wrong!" Typhon said.

"Kid if you don't shut up... you see this arm?" Hank said as he ripped off the arm of one of the knights "If you don't shut the hell up about this morality bullshit I'm going to beat you to death with this arm."

"How... how can someone be so cruel, do you not feel any remorse for threatening a child?"

"Kid... if you want to talk about cruelty, I'll show you some real cruelty..."

Then Just as Hank said he smacked Typhon with the arm... while the force did knock her back several feet Hank looked over at the arm... and saw it shatter like glass "What the hell?" he said. Then Hank looked back at Typhon and said "Who the hell are you kid?"

Typhon got up, her arm was broken and a ringing was in her ear from the impact "I'm Typhon, the Witch of Pride."

"What are you babbling about kid? What are you some kind of Otaku?" Hank asked again.

"You're not listening to me! I am the Witch of Pride! It is my duty to punish sinners like you!"

Hank looked at her with confusion, "What are you talking about?"

Then Typhon jumped at Hank and attempted to grab him, but his superior senses told him to avoid contacting her hands, so he dodged them. She then tried to jump at him, but he used a severed head to knock her away, and once he did so the severed head shattered like glass.

Hank began to think "How annoying, obviously everything fleshy that damages her seems to cause some kind of shattering effect, so I can't just snap her neck or punch her in the face. Hmmm..."

Hank was trying to come up with a plan to kill Typhon and move on with it before Typhon once again tried to use her full authority of wraith on him again "Still no sign of guilt in him... this man must truly be the devil incarnate!"

"Why are you talking like that kid?" Hank asked.

"Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!" Typhon shouted, she was completely enraged, the usual naturally curious and innocent face she had was gone, replaced by one of fear and desperation.

"Damn kid, stop wasting my time and just die already," Hank said in a cold manner.

"Don't call me kid! Don't call me kid!" Typhon screamed.

"Well whatever you want to be called, I'm going to finish you off now."

And with that Hank found his Glock in the sea of blood and fired it at Typhon's chest.

Typhon suddenly stopped screaming... it felt like time has slowed down for her "W... w-what is this f-feeling? I-I f-feel s-so c-c-c-cold!" She thought to herself as she fell into the sea of blood... "A-am I d-dying? No, no, t-this c-can't be it." As she said this tears started slowly coming from her eyes "I d-don't want to die! P-please..." Hank slowly walked over to the dying witch and aimed his gun at her head "Shut up already..."

Before Hank pulled the trigger Typhon saw the silhouette of her father, the man who gave birth to her yet still couldn't avoid her judgment... the child's last words were "I-I'm s-sorry... father."

*BANG*

The Witch of Pride... is no more...

Meanwhile, in the middle of a building, Sanford and Deimos woke up after hours of being unconscious due to... well the entire building being dropped on top of them. Sanford was the first to wake up

"Oh god..."

Sanford was relieved to see that he and Deimos were still alive.

"What the hell happened?" Deimos said as he struggled to become fully conscious.

"That god damn clown dropped a building on us!" Sanford said as he felt the back of his head and noticed the blood. "I think I got a concussion."

"Yea same here."

"So what do we do now?"

"We get out of here."

"Sounds like a plan."

The duo then walked out of the room they were in and immediately stumbled upon a group of three agents who seemed to have been enjoying a drink before Sanford and Deimos came in.

The unarmed agents then began to rush at the duo.

"Shit," Deimos said as he took a few steps back. "I guess there's no way out now."

Sanford then pat Deimos on the shoulder and said "Hey you got these jokers!" while bandaging his head. So Deimos countered the first few guards with punches and kicks and then followed up with some powerful knees to their stomachs. The agents were quickly knocked out and Deimos grabbed one of their guns and pointed it at the other two while Sanford finished wrapping up and picked up a baton.

"Alright let's get out of here," Sanford said as he motioned towards the door, only to be greeted by a bunch of other agents.

"Well, looks like we're surrounded. Guess we better surrender" Deimos said sarcastically, while Sanford went "You take the ones on the right and I take the ones on the left."

"Sounds good."

"Alright, let's do this."

The duo then proceeded to fight against the agents.