WARNING: This Chapter contains physical and mental torture which some of you may find distressing, even if it is on someone who deserves such treatment. If you're offended or bothered by such nature, please do not read! You Have Been Warned!
Also credit to Tyroth Darkstorm for his involvement in helping write this chapter! Thanks so much my friend!
Chapter Twenty-Four
Hell to Fear
Callum stood above the Hate Preacher, casting a dark shadow over him in the dimly lit room.
He had punched the Preacher knocking him senseless then tied his wrists above his head and his ankles together with copper wire he had found in the office.
He had also found a small kitchen within the church and found some knives and scissors.
Callum had decided that instead of killing him, he would torture him and drive him insane then leave him for his followers to find him.
He remembered how the Purple Dragons had tortured him by pumping Meth into him and how it had driven him insane, and even though he had no drugs to hand, he decided to torture the preacher mentally as well as physically.
The Preacher opened his eyes dazed and he looked up at Callum who was smirking down at him.
"Oh good." Callum said "Now you're awake!"
The Preachers eyes widened and he tried to move, but seeing how his wrists and ankles were tied he couldn't move away.
"What the hell?" he asked trying to sound defiant when it truth he was scared shitless, he had no idea who this creature was before him, and judging by his situation, the Raven had nasty plans in mind for him.
"What's happening? Who are you? What are you gonna do to me?"
The Raven smirked again.
"So much." he said stepping over to the Preacher and reaching out with his taloned hand to grab his wrists and pull him up against the alter.
"You've caused pain and distress to many people, you are a bully and evil, and such a person as you will never be welcomed in Heaven!"
The Preacher glared.
"Fuck you Monster!" he said "You know nothing of my Faith! I'm under the Protection of the Lord!"
Callum chuckled nastily."Oh really? He'll protect you? Well where is he then? He hasn't stopped me has he?" Callum then pulled out one of the kitchen knives he had stolen from the kitchen area and held it up.
"And will he smite me when I do THIS!?"
As he spoke the last word he drove the knife into the Preacher's hands going though the flesh and pinning him to the alter so he was literally crucified!
The Preacher gave a roar of pain and writhed yet Callum pushed harder on the knife and moved his head close to the Preacher's and sneering.
"Look into my eyes Man Of Hate and Disgusting Views!" Callum snarled "You have no place in God's Kingdom! Your words of Poison have brought you further away from him! And there is no saving your soul! Look into my eyes!"
The Preacher locked eyes with the Raven, frozen in terror and in pain.
"You have drifted from God's flock with your disgusting views, your words are nothing but mouth excrement! You are Excrement! And you have been given a taste of what awaits you in Hell!"
He pushed the knife more then used his talons to cut through the buttons on the Preacher's shirt to expose his skin.
As he was doing that the Preacher began to mutter and chant a prayer but all the while Callum smirked.
"There is no point in praying!" he hissed "God cannot hear you!"
"I will be...a martyr for my cause!" The Preacher struggled through his pain "My death will inspire others! Those who follow me will honour me!"
Callum looked up and he grabbed the Preacher's throat and squeezed digging his talons in.
"Death?" he asked "Who said I was going to kill you? You're not going to die today!"
He looked deeper into the Preacher's eyes and the Preacher shook with terror seeing how deranged Callum's now inhuman eyes were.
"Oh no! I'm not going to kill you, I'm going to make you suffer! I'm going to make you feel the same pain you inflicted on others! You used words, but I'm going to cut you deep! You'll never forget this meeting! I'll make sure of it!"
The Preacher's eyes widened more and Callum forced him to look in his eyes as he started to begin his torture.
"No..." The Preacher began to beg "No, please! Mercy!"
"Mercy hmmm?" Callum asked "Did you show any mercy on those you hurt with your words! No, you never stopped, and like you...I will never stop until I'm satisfied!"
Back in Mutopia, unaware that Callum had left the sanctuary, Tyroth lay in his bed snuggled close to Sephie and snored softly.
He was sound asleep yet it didn't last for long as he soon awoke and sighed.
It wasn't the sound of Loki and Freya waking him which he was used to since the day they were born, but rather the thoughts of the Hate Preacher Hugh had shown him earlier.
"Man I hate people like that!" he thought as he lay on his back and stared at the ceiling.
He thought more about what Jack said at dinner, about him scaring the Preacher into thinking the Devil was in his church.
He thought back to the day when he first met the Ninja Turtles and Monalisa in New York and how after doing some scouting in the City had stumbled across some thieves and using his magic and fire Tyroth has made himself look like a fiery creature and shouted 'I am the God of Hellfire!'
It had scared the thieves so much they had abandoned their loot and fled.
It had been so funny and Tyroth chuckled again as he remembered that day.
Thinking back to Jack's suggestion, it was tempting, but there were so many risks if he were to go up there and confront the Preacher.
Licking his lips and holding his hand up in front of him using his mana who make it glow slightly he began to list in his head all the pros and cons.
Con: There was a danger of exposing himself, yet when he and the Knights had gone topside, they had exposed their existence to Criminals and similar, some they had killed in combat or in skirmishes, but those who survived were not believed when they spoke of being attacked by martial art trained mutant animals so there was a bit of a Pro there.
Pro: Scaring the Preacher would make him stop his evil ways, if he was a believer in God and the Devil and he thought the Devil had come to claim him. But there was still a con in there too.
If the Preacher saw what he thought was the Devil, he would interpret it as a sign to work even harder, and might physically hurt others from that point onward.
Given time, he might just form a proper cult with his cohorts, and who knows what they might do.
Tyroth sighed and lowered his glowing hand and stared at the ceiling again.
"It's so complicated." he thought "I'm with Jack and the others wanting to teach that Bullying Bastard a lesson, but I have no idea what could be the outcome! And I can't risk anything bad happening, whether it be to the Humans or the Mutopians."
He looked over to Sephie who was curled up on her side and breathing softly.
"I'd never forgive myself if I accidentally exposed Mutopia, or caused a reaction where people were phycially hurt, not just emotionally." he rolled back and started to stroke his wife's hair gently.
As he did, Sephie seemed to feel that he was close a smile formed on her lips.
Seeing her smile in her sleep Tyroth felt his worries melt away and he rested back on the pillow so he could gaze at her.
Before long he drifted back to sleep, his fingers still curling around Sephie's hair.
Back topside, screams filled the church as the Preacher was tortured mercilessly by Callum.
After Callum promised that he wasn't going to kill him, but rather torture him, he had kept is word and soon the Preacher wasn't sure how much more he could take, despite all the pleas and prayers.
As well as crucifying the Preacher to his own alter, the Raven had used a strong super glue he had found in the office and glued his lips shut!
Now all the Preacher could do was muffle out his screams of pain and protest yet he couldn't pull his lips apart in the fear of ripping his skin.
Callum had then used his talons to slice the Preacher's skin and draw satanic symbols.
On his chest he carved a upside down pentagram and 666 on his stomach.
He then craved an upside down cross on the Preacher's forehead.
"Marked by the Devil!" Callum mocked staring into the Preacher's terrified eyes "Now you'll never get into Heaven! Not that you would ever be welcome there! The Poison in your words to others who do not follow your cruel and ridiculous views has tainted your soul! You are filthy! You are shit!"
Callum then leaned back and smirked as he observed at how the Preacher looked, then he held up a brown wallet he had snatched.
The Preacher watched as Callum opened it and took out the cash and stuffed into it his own pockets, then he saw the Raven take out a photo that was in there and it showed a piture of the Preacher with a woman and three children, two boys and a girl.
"Hmmm, a family man huh?" he asked to which the Preacher's eyes widened and he shook his head in terror.
"Such a cute family to the eye, but within, the family is tainted! You tainted your children, and forced shit down their throats! Told them lies! Told them blasphemy! And now they will be tainted, unless they are shown a different path!"
The Preacher's terrified eyes soon turned to fury and if looks could kill, Callum knew he wouldn't be sitting there.
But seeing how helpless the Preacher was pleased Callum greatly and he decided to toy with the preacher more.
"You're not going to be my only victim." Callum hissed "No, all those who follow you, will be targeted, and I will give them similar treatment, and I don't care if they are family or friends, old or young! Male or Female! Their beliefs will not save them, you have been marked by the Devil and thus all those who follow you, will be marked too!"
He then stepped over to the Preacher who shook his head and roared though his sealed lips then his eyes widened as Callum took the picture and held up a taloned bloody finger and pierced the picture, through the faces of the mother and three children then he placed the photo on the man's crotch and rubbed it there painfully.
"You said in your sermons how Homosexuals were child molesters!" Callum snarled "Well, here you are, jacking off on a picture of your family! How disgusting is that!? Huh?"
The Preacher tried to get away but each time he did, the pain in his impaled hands shot through his arms and he yelled more in agony.
Callum laughed more and stared into the Preacher's eyes.
As he did, the sound of a Raven's caw was heard from his throat each time he cackled and laughed.
The Preacher shook and sweat poured down his forehead as the pain of the torture and the terror of Callum's Raven form whirled in his brain causing him to break down mentally.
Callum could see he was starting to loose it and he continued to caw and laugh as well as rub the picture painfully against the preacher's crotch.
"Feel that huh? Feel it? Feel it you Fucking Pervert! Feel your soul getting more and more dirty!" Callum roared, the same cawing sound erupting from his throat "You're on the path to Hell! You are destined for Hell! God is not here! He never was! And you're damned! DAMNED YOU HEAR ME?! DAMNED TO HELL!"
Before long the Preacher screamed through his sealed lips and he writhed and squirmed as his mind finally broke and Callum could hear him trying to plead for the misery to end and Callum leaned back smirking in satisfaction.
"Perfect!" he whispered as he leaned back "I can't tell you how much fun that was!"
He looked at his taloned hands that were bloody due to him carving the satanic symbols into the Preacher's skin.
"Before long, the followers will arrive for their sermon, and they will find you like this! Tortured into insanity! And They will soon learn that those who follow you, they will not be safe from the same fate! And I will come back and they will fear me!"
He looked around then another idea came to his head.
He stood up and walked over to the screaming preacher and started to gather up the blood that dripped rapidly from his impaled hands into a bowl.
"Fear the Devil..." Callum smirked as he looked down at the Preacher "I am here to do his work, I am here to punish those who have wronged others...I am the Raven! I am the Deliverer of Pain and Terror! I will cast a never ending dark shadow over you and those who follow you! I am...Diablo!"
Yeesh! That was brutal! But that Hate Preacher deserved it! Again if you got a little shaken, don't say I didn't warn you!
Meanwhile Tyroth has been pondering about the Preacher, he has no idea that Callum's been up there! And now Callum seems to have decided on a new name after what he did to that Preacher! I wonder if any of you saw that coming?
Stay tuned for more coming your way soon!