After getting impaled by Alucard's arm, Zorin had staggered through the hallways, trying to find the damned staircase that would take her to the Deus Ex Machina's hangar. So far, no such luck.
"Fick," She cursed and collapsed against a jet black suit of armor that was armed with a large claymore. "Vhere the hell is that staircase?" She stood up and leaned on her scythe, clutching the gaping hole in her stomach.
"You have bigger problems," said an ominous voice from the suit of armor. Zorin's good eye widened and she jumped back to avoid being sliced in half by the claymore. "You have me to worry about." Zorin's eyes narrowed as she recognized the owner of the voice. Her thoughts were confirmed as Sinister jumped out of the suit of armor's chest and towered over Zorin. His eleven foot-tall frame was quite intimidating to look at from where the draculina was standing. Sinister stood with his gigantic knife poised to chop Zorin in half. Again. "Time to die bitch."
Zorin jumped back to the end of the hallway and pulled off the glove on her right hand. 'I don't think so,' She thought as she slammed her hand down on the floor and began to cast an illusion on Sinister. As the illusion surrounded Sinister, Zorin frowned. She couldn't get any memories to cast an illusion with from the monster's head.
"Vhat th-AIIIIGHH!!" She screeched as Sinister's knife gutted her in dead-center of her torso. The momentum embedded three feet of the knife in the wall behind her, pinning her to it like a butterfly in a collection. Zorin looked up at Sinister as she coughed up blood. "Damn you…"
"How many times have I heard that before?" Sinister remarked dryly as he dropped to a knee next to Zorin's immobile body. He tilted his head ninety degrees to the left and grabbed Zorin's head with his left hand. He forced her to tilt her head up as the demonic, Glasgow-smile-like grin opened, exposing the tips of sharpened fangs. Without warning Sinister's neck extended and his mouth snapped closed on Zorin's neck, which caused an explosion of blood that covered the face of Sinister's mask. Zorin's eyes went dull as Sinister began to drain her abilities.
The Major sat in the command center of the Deus Ex Machina, waiting for Schrodinger's report. The Doktor stood next to him, biting his left index finger in anxiety. The Captain had taken Rip Van to his personal quarters so she could rest. His eyes focused on Schrodinger as the catboy appeared in front of him.
"No sign of Lieutenant Zorin herr Major," Schrodinger said, obviously uneasy. "The entire castle is collapsing around our ears!" He whined.
"Get us out of here," the Major ordered the Deus Ex Machina's pilot, who began revving the engines for liftoff.
Hubris' eyes squinted at the rubble of the pillar he'd just destroyed, trying to see if he'd hit Metal. The railway gun rotated so it was pointed at the ceiling as he moved in for a closer inspection.
"You're a lousy shot Hubris," Metal said bluntly as their arms shot up out of Hubris' shadow and grabbed the homunculus' gun arm. Hubris let out a roar of pain as Metal ripped his belted left arm off as they rose from the shadows and jumped back to a safe distance. Their body had reverted to what it had looked like back in the Messerschmitt, minus the Crucifix and the MGM. The demonic grin on their face could barely describe their insane glee as they ripped the Schwerer Gustav off Hubris' belt-covered left arm and propped it up on their left shoulder. The massive cannon slid down into their chest and disappeared as they took Hubris' detached arm and snapped it in two at the elbow. Hubris could regenerate the arm, but it was more a symbolic act anyway. "And now We're going to make you beg for Us to kill you."
Hubris charged Metal, enraged by Metal's apparent calm. The now seven-armed homunculus slashed out at Metal with his scythes, sending arcs of sickly green energy at them. Metal reached inside their chest and pulled out the same claymore they'd used against Sinister as they dodged Hubris' attack. Metal's grin grew even wider as they charged toward the homunculus.
As the Deus Ex Machina began to lift off from its hangar, a huge circle of flames burst up around the massive zeppelin. In front of the zeppelin's nose hovered Malice, his arms folded across his chest. "You're going nowhere," His voice boomed through the hangar as he pulled out a modified Fliegerfaust from inside his cloak and took aim at Machina's nose.
The Major's eyes narrowed behind his glasses as he saw the thirteen-feet tall homunculus pull the 20mm, nine-barreled, Nazi-made surface-to-air rocket launcher out of its' cloak. "These homunculi are resourceful creatures," He muttered as the command console lowered towards navigation and steering. "Gentlemen, give us maximum speeed. Ram him."
The Machina's pilots looked incredulously at the Major before muttering a few "Heil"s and revving the zeppelin's engines.
"Hahahahahahahaha!!" Malice cackled as the Deus Ex Machina slowly lurched forward and slammed into him. The nose of the zeppelin melted about a foot away from Malice's body, leaving him unscathed. The same could not be said for the Deus Ex Machina. In addition to a gaping hole fifteen feet in diameter where the nose of the zeppelin had been before and a raging inferno had begun to form behind Malice as the zeppelin continued to fly out of the hangar.
Malice felt content to just hover where he was and gut the zeppelin down the center by just standing there. However, he sensed three new presences enter the hangar. He shot out of the side of the zeppelin, burning another hole in the side as he exited.
"Fires have broke out on Block No. 9, 10, and No. 11!" A voice shouted the Deus Ex Machina's damage control.
"We've lost 11% of our flight ability!" One of the zeppelin's pilots called out.
"Keep going!" the Major ordered, "Vhile it's distracted! Set course for the South American stronghold!"
Alucard entered the zeppelin's hangar as the Deus Ex Machina exited the hangar completely. He clutched Seras to his chest as he saw Malice burst out of the zeppelin. "What fun," He muttered sarcastically as Anderson rushed in behind him.
"Oh yes," Malice laughed as he pulled back his cloak and revealed a massive Gatling gun, "This is very fun indeed!"
"Run?" Anderson suggested.
"Good idea," Alucard said as he started to run toward the edge of the hangar. Any other time he would have relished the chance to fight the homunculus, but he was carrying a semi-conscious Seras and didn't want to find out what type of ammunition the living barbecue used.
Alucard took off running, headed for the edge of the hangar. Anderson followed as he hurled a dozen of his bayonets at Malice's head. The blades got within a foot of the walking inferno before they disintegrated.
"Damned monster!" Anderson growled as he slowed to a halt and turned to face the homunculus, two more bayonets in his hands.
"You're one to talk regenerator." Malice shot back as he turned to face the Paladin, Gatling gun raised. All sixty-six of his eyes widened as the ground started to rumble beneath them. "What the hell?"
Suddenly a massive jet of hellfire exploded from the ground directly below the burning homunculus, incinerating half of his body.
"How…?" Malice choked out as his body listed over the massive hole. A 4.8 ton, 800mm HE shell shot up through the hole and annihilated what was left of the thirteen foot tall homunculus.
Anderson watched as Fumasu jumped out of the hole, the Schwerer Gustav partially re-absorbed into their left arm. "Anderson, we are leaving now!" The nine foot tall demon shouted as he ran toward the Iscariot priest. The railway gun now completely absorbed, Fumasu picked Anderson up mid-stride and ran like hell for the hangar's edge as the castle around them started to implode. Fumasu scooped up Alucard and Seras just before he jumped over the edge of the hangar into the dawning sun.
Sin Castle slowly imploded, the castle falling into the pit that held the Beast. The mountain that the castle was perched on collapsed inward as well. Soon all that was left of Sin Castle was a memory, and a few former tenants…