This is called chapt 1.2 cuz this is most likely where I would've ended the chapt if I was writing this from scratch… but considering that they're so long, I decided to sorta split them up.
And y'know what… this one was not supposed to be this long
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The gunman pulled, not bearing to be able to look at the beast that had a hold of him. A good sense of denial washing over him.
Galion tossed him into the prior hallway. He collapsed straight to the floor, not even getting the time to think about running, when a sharp claw wrapped around his neck, jerking him to his feet.
"I say we just kill him now." A half crazed voice echoed in his ear. Forcing his eyes to open, and see an unwound chainsaw closing in on his throat.
"No." 5 claws stabbed into Vincent's stomach. He bucked forward, gazing up at Galion, in a mix of both fear and shock. The beast grinned, flashing his viciously sharp teeth. "I want to hear him scream when I devoir him." The gunman's breathing went harsh.
He couldn't believe what was happening. How did they get out? Did Hojo somehow find a way to separate them from his body? Why?
"Easy, now. You'll get your chance." A black gloved hand fell onto the beast's shoulder, nudging him back. Vincent let out a gagged scream, as the claws jerked out of his stomach. He was released, falling to the ground. The laughter of two of the demons invading his thoughts.
Vincent kept his head down, eyes closed. This wasn't real. This wasn't happening. His mind pleaded desperately for this just to be a bad dream. He'd had those before… what's to stop this from being one?
"Vincent?" An unnervingly gently voice froze his mind-set. Forcing his eyes open. A hand came down to cup his chin. Vincent jerked his head to the side, a state of near panic overcoming his body.
"Come, now. Don't be like that." The hand took his chin again, this time gripping tighter to avoid him from pulling away again. The ex-Turk clenched his eyes tight, believing the childish notion that if you didn't see it, it'll go away. Nothing, however, could stop his labored breath.
"Why aren't you looking at me?" The voice turned almost saddened, joined by those insane snickers again.
Vincent kept his eyes clenched shut, not even realizing his own lips tracing an incantation to make them go away. The threat of sharp claws grazed across his back, pulling him closer. His incantations got louder, tears sliding from his eyes.
Go away
Go away
Leave me alone
Don't touch me
Stay away.
The recitations ceased whenever a firm pair of lips collided against his own. Lips that burned against him with an almost hell-fire.
Vincent's eyes sprang open in shock… he wasn't!?
The demon pulled back, grinning to reveal those dangerous fangs. "Hello, Vincent."
"Chaos." He managed to whisper, panic fully washing over him.
There was something wrong. Why did they seem so much more monstrous. Inside his head they were a tad timid. Well, as much as they could be. He knew what they looked like… even what they were fully capable of. Vincent knew everything about them so vividly.
Why did they seem to be more frightening in person?
Is this what the others felt when he'd take on one of their forms?
Why should he be scared?
"We've never been able to talk face-to-face, have we? This is a golden opportunity."
"What do you want with me?" Despite every attempt to hide his fear, Vincent's words came out as nothing more than a sorrowful whimper.
"We want you dead." Hellmasker placed a hand on Chaos' shoulder, leaning over. That silver claw coming dangerously close to his face. Vincent Jumped back, realizing that he was still in the demon's arms. He didn't care anymore. There was no way to hide how afraid he was… and there was no point in trying.
Chaos nudged him back. "Now, now. No need to rush things. His friends aren't going to be able to make it back through anyway." As if reading his mind, Chaos smiled at him again. "Not even his dear Highwind."
Hellmasker resolved to settle back, though obviously not too happy about the idea.
Vincent was a tad relieved to see the others at least listened to Chaos. Despite how much they may not want to. Chaos was by far the most powerful of the four, combined. They were at least smart enough to know not to cross him.
At least Chaos seemed more reasonable than the others. What was mainly frightening is, that Vincent now understood how his mind worked… there was no way he was going to make it out of here alive.
The gunman breathed deep, to try and at least steady himself. He didn't bother to try and weasel out of Chaos' grip. At the moment, it was by far the safest place. "Why do you want me dead? What have I done?"
The serene, almost loving, expression on the demon's face was un-nerving. "It's nothing personal."
"Nothing personal!?" Hellmasker growled, threatening to rev up his chainsaw. "You kept me trapped inside your putrid body!"
Chaos held up a hand to silence him. "That's his reason. It's mainly bad luck. You were the one he chose to bestow us upon. Being with you for so long has taught you all about us. To put it simply… you know our weaknesses."
Galion grinned. "Plus, with you gone, there'll be nowhere else for us to go back to. Once we get out of this dump, we'll be free." He crept closer, raising his claws. "Nobody, or nothing, could stop us."
Vincent gulped. "Do you really think you'll get away with killing me? The others would take you down simply for that. Not to mention the added fear that you'll destroy the planet."
The two beasts bursted into laughter. Hellmasker's ringing higher, and sending chills through the gunman's body.
He never liked that psycho. Even Chaos chuckled, slightly, shaking his head. "Let him believe what he wants." The others settled down. Those gleaming yellow eyes dissolved into Vincent's gaze. "At least he can re-join the planet with those comforting thoughts."
Finally resolving to his own fate, Vincent could feel his fear beginning to subside. He'd lived long enough.
"You were stopped before. Why else did Hojo need to use my body to release you?"
The laughter completely died, three (well two and a half) pairs of eyes fell on him. Hatred beginning to flash behind them.
"You know it's true."
Seemingly, stating the obvious only fueled the mutual hatred they'd formed towards their 'master'.
Hellmasker stepped forward, hand gripping the pull-string. "Can we kill him now?" His voice had lost that psychotic amusement, and it was even more chilling than before.
Chaos stood, pulling Vincent up along with him. The ex-Turk wasn't sure if it was a fluke, or if the demon was really giving him energy, but he could feel his strength beginning to return. "Just for old time's sake, I say we give him a sporting chance." He shoved Vincent forward, past the two anxious demons. "Let's give our vessel a chance to run."
Vincent didn't appreciate this gesture as much as one would expect him to. What was the point of running? "Sporting chance? Or just Sport for you?"
Chaos folded his arms. "More sport for them. I'm not going to come after you." He grinned. "It'd be over far too quickly."
Hellmasker teased at pulling the rip-chord, as Galion flashed his claws, drool seeping through his teeth.
This idea settled with him even worse. With his strength returning, he could handle Galion. At least enough to escape. Hellmasker, however, was another matter. As much as he hated to admit it, that lunatic was a lot better than one would think. He was not only strong, but quick on his feet. If he hadn't formed somewhat of a pact with Chaos, Vincent wouldn't have been able to contain him.
He'd wanted it to be over quickly. Chaos wasn't one to really toy with his enemy, but Vincent knew all too well the pure join these other two got from watching their victims squirm, as they continued to slowly envelope them in pain.
Chaos reveled in the newly sparked fear that flashed behind Vincent's eyes upon hearing his words. "I'll give you a head start. Once you hear Hellmasker's chainsaw is when the attack begins." He grinned viciously, grasping their arms, to indicate that he'd stay true to these words. "You'd better hurry."
Vincent stared between the three demons, backing up slightly. The blood lust echoing in their eyes was obvious. Whether it was from containment, or just mere animal instincts, they were both equally dangerous. Vincent considered staying put, until he released them, but a twinge of fear told him otherwise. The slight realization that he couldn't die yet flooded his mind, forcing his feet to turn and run.
The longer he waited to hear that dreaded sound just made him all the more nervous. The only good thing about the wait was that he could have a chance to get further away from the blood thirsty demons, but it wouldn't matter if the wait just made them all the more anxious. The slight hope that maybe he'd meet someone was the only thing that kept his feet running. Vincent heaved, drawing his gun. Resolving that he wasn't going to go down without a fight.
After an eternity, from both sides, Chaos released the two demons. Galion sprang onto all fours, as Hellmasker revved his trusted instrument. Vincent picked up speed, coming to an extra hallway he'd have to turn down. Almost immediately after hearing the signal for the attack, Galion ripped into his legs, propelling him into the wall in front of him. He slumped to the ground, as the beast growled, charging him again. Vincent raised his gun, knocking him back with a solid shot to the head.
He used the brief moment to scamper down the hallway, unable to move no faster than a quickened limp. Hearing the chainsaw growing louder, Vincent spun to take aim, and fired. Despite knowing, he'd always underestimated Hellmasker's speed and ability to block his shots. The demon was overhead before he knew it, bringing his toy down over him. Not having the time, or strength, to dodge, Vincent raised his left arm to block. The golden arm was surprisingly strong. Even so, it still dented under the demon's superior strength. The oscillation of the chainsaw sent it reverberating back.
Spying the opening, Vincent fired again, not even taking the time to aim. Still un-effective towards Hellmasker's speed. He swung a few more times, still managing to be deflected, as the ex-Turk backed away.
A heart-wrenching howl echoed through the corridors as Galion lunged at him, sinking his teeth deep into his right shoulder. Vincent growled back, firing up, only able to graze the beast's arm. Those sharp teeth dug deeper, beginning to pull. Hellmasker swung again, accidently grazing Galion's face. He growled, ripping his teeth through Vincent's shoulder, causing him to drop his gun
Before he knew it, Hellmasker had a firm grip on the gunman's only remaining weapon. His exposed eye flashed viciously, the mangled hair only adding to the insanity. "This is ours' anyway." The already blood-stained chain metal ripped through Vincent's fleshy arm, right at the elbow.
Vincent screamed at the searing pain barely numbing his whole left side. He clutched the remaining stub of his arm, sweat and tears flowing down his face. He panted heavily, trying not to scream.
That insane cackle interrupted his concentration. Vincent gulped, managing to look up at him, heaving against the pain. Hellmasker tossed the limp arm back down the hall behind him. "You might want to grab your gun." He tilted the chainsaw, still splattering blood onto the walls. His eye started to flash with a certain pleasure. "You don't get to call a time-out."
The gunman checked around for his weapon. He could see Galion pacing behind him, his eyes too sparking from the scent of blood. Vincent's vision started to grow blurry. What was the point of retrieving his gun, now? There was no possible way for him to escape… no hope for survival.
He could see Cerberus laying nearby, lunging for it as the menacing weapon crashed down at him once more. The gunman fired off a few more rounds at the attacker, until he could hear that sickening click. His heart felt hollow with the sound.
Still Vincent continued to hear it, backing away, tears still streaming down his face. Galion lashed out at his arm, teeth cutting into the hand. The gunman dropped Cerberus, falling limply to the ground with it.
His blood turned to ice at the sight of the two approaching demons. What was he thinking?
Why did he ever think he could make it out of this?
What made him believe that he would survive against these three alone?
"I'm going to enjoy this." Hellmasker raised his chainsaw, charging his prostrate victim.
Vincent's breathing grew harsher from the anxiety of his emanate demise. Finally, no longer able to face it, he closed his eyes, head turning away. "CID!!"
The chainsaw seemed to scream as it came down fast over him. Vincent's heart stopped from the horrid sound of it crashing into… rock?
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!!!?!!!" Rang the crazily annoyed voice of Hellmasker, over the seeming scuffle. Vincent opened his eyes in time to see a violet flash propel the demon back down the hallway.
"What?" He gasped, in shock.
Galion howled charging at them, only to receive a firm hit as a stone hammer slammed into the side of his head, with skull crushing force.
Vincent stared in awe, his gaze shifting upward. His eyes widened in disbelief. "Gigas?"
The unseeing eyes fell down to him, a skeletal hand falling on his shoulder. His face turned forward, onto the attackers.
The hand on Vincent's shoulder flung him backwards, as Galion began to concentrate energy into his claw. Gigas flung himself in front of Vincent, planting his feet, to block from the blast of energy digging into his back.
The blast subsided as Gigas faced down to the gunman. A bulky hand brushed clumsily over his face, on up through the raven strands, adjusting the attached head slightly as it left.
Vincent was unconscious.
Gigas rose, turning to face his opponents. He raised his hammer, bringing it down sharply to stir up an array of debris and shrapnel. The thick cloud flew back at the opposing demons.
Using it for cover, Gigas quickly lifted the limp form in his arms, and ran.
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AN: I so owe Vincent for this. I just wanna know how many people actually saw that coming? There was a reason I never mentioned that Gigas wasn't there. Mostly because most people don't think about him, I wanted to see how many people would notice he wasn't.
(keep an eye out, this story's bound to be finished within the week)
(I recently decided to draw out the four demons. In case anyone is interested just go to my DA account (way2thedawn) and they're under my "Valencio" section. I explain more about why I decided to make Gigas the hero here)