Entering a church, I made my way to the alter, with me seeing a lot of dead bodies. Everyone who was here for the wedding was dead, tied down and shot. All but one person. Stopping at the front, I watched as a women prayed to God, with me looking at the priest next to her, a bullet in his chest. Kneeling down, I placed my hand on his chest, with me feeling his heat beating, but it was weak.
"He's lucky." I said, with her turning to me as if I was Death her self. She wanted to die, but she didn't want to at the same time. "Its not his time." I said, reaching in and pulling out the bullet, with me tossing it aside. Holding my hand out, I held it over the bullet wound. 'Death, I beg you, please give me the power to bring him back, no matter the cost.' I thought, with me feeling weaker.
I heard a gasp for air, with me opening my eyes and looking down at the man. "Dios mío, estoy vivo!" The priest said, placing his hands on his chest as he looked up at me. "Por favor, dime que eres un ángel!" He said, with me shaking my head at him.
"No soy ni un ángel ni un demonio. Soy un esbirro de la Muerte misma, ella me dio el poder de mantenerte con vida, para asegurarme de que tu muerte no altere el equilibrio. Por favor dime adónde han ido?" I asked, wanting to know where the ones responsible went.
"A la escuela, quieren declarar la guerra a todos, para levantar el infierno en la tierra." The women informed, with me standing up.
"Esta escuela, dónde está?" I asked, with her pointing to our left. Walking over to the window, I saw a school further down the road, where it looked like hearts were plastered outside of it. "Gracias, los que han muerto no habrán muerto en vano por tu culpa." I said, with me walking out, knowing that my target wasn't that far, with all of them in one area.
Later
Walking in, I watched as one of them was swinging a bat at everything, hitting people and destroying property. Walking over to him, I caught his bat, with him looking at me as he tried to over power my grip. "Sorry, Baseball season is over." I said, breaking the bat with my bare hand, shocking him. He took his end and stabbed me in the chest, with me smirking at him as he looked shocked. Kicking him back, I pulled his stick out and reached in, pulling out the scythe.
"I don't believe what I'm seeing." He said, standing up and looking at me in fear.
"Believe it." I said, tossing the scythe at him, with it cutting him in half. I watched as his legs fell back, with his top half falling forward. Looking at the scythe, I watched it swing its way over to me, with me catching it.
Hearing clapping, I turned around and face a man who had a huge grin on his face. "Baby, that's what I'm talking about!?" He yelled, snapping his fingers and then pointing them at me. "The power, the pizazz, the flair, the I don't give a fuck attitude?!" He yelled, with me placing the scythe on my shoulders.
"You must be the one who is willingly giving your body to Mephisto." I said, making him laugh.
"That I am, and you, oh I know you!" He said, pointing his finger at me over and over until he clapped his hands. "The Incubus, The Decay, the one and only mother fucker who has ever gotten away from Lord Mephisto?!" He yelled, cupping his hands over his mouth. "I got to tell you, when big boss man told me what was going to go down, I told him, sign me up!" He said, laughing.
"Who are you?" I asked, making him grin even more.
"We are the horsemen of apocalypse, and you killed all but Death and War." He said, with me hearing the sound of a shotgun behind me. Turning around, I was shot, but this time it hurt, I felt it. Gasping, I fell to my knees, with me dropping my scythe. "See, I was told of your weakness, remove the weapon from within, and he's vulnerable." He said, picking up my scythe and spinning it around. "War, have your fun." He said, with me looking up and seeing a chandelier.
Pulling out a knife, I tossed it up, with it hitting the wires, with sparks going off. Getting up, I ran from the rain of bullets, with me knowing that this wasn't some infinite life situation, no, I was going to die. Grabbing a child before he could get hit, I jumped out the window, with me landing on my back. We could hear screams from inside, with me looking at him.
"¡Necesito que pidas ayuda, este número, digamos Incubus, México, Capitán Maravilla, vamos!" I said, with me handing him a small device, with him getting up and running away. Getting up, I went the other way, limping as this was hurting like a bitch.