Tommy could hardly believe what his uncle just thought of to help out the rest of the group. It was bad enough he lost his parents, but his badass uncle? That is just too much. Tommy went up to Boulder and said: "wait a minute, you want us to leave you all here like dying animals?"
"Yes." Boulder stated. "I want you both safe from these crazy fuckers."
"But, there's no way you and your gang can survive this." Tommy said. "You'll all be killed. Me and Cody have lost our parents, but... we can't lose you too!"
"Come on, man." said Tex, putting a beefy hand on Tommy's right shoulder. "Everything will be alright."
"And I'll your mom you said hello when me and my boys go knocking on Heaven's door."
He wanted to talk his uncle out of this some more, but Tommy can see in Boulder's eyes that he was very firm and persistent. Boulder is one of the most stubborn people Cody and his brother have ever known in their lives, and they probably knew that he couldn't be talked out of anything so easily.
"Uncle Boulder... thank you for everything." Tommy felt like crying.
"I would hug you, but you guys have to run."
"Got." Tommy choked on a tear. "Come on guys!" He barked at his comrades. Let's get the hell out of here!"
Stolas opened his grimwoir and opened a portal to his chateau. "Quick everyone! To the my palace!" He called out to his friends and followers. "We have to retreat! Now!"
one by one, everyone, demons and Cody's friends and acquaintances alike, ram to Hell through the portal, and Cody looked back at Uncle Tommy as he was ready to take on this certifiable act of bravery.
"Boulder!" Cody said, wanting to run out and help him, but Loona stopped him by grabbing him. "Let me go! I have to help uncle Boulder!"
"It's too late, kiddo!" Loona struggled. "He knows what he's doing! There's nothing you can do, Cody!"
Not heeding Loona's words, Cody had tears in his eyes and before the portal closed, Boulder gave one last warm smile at him, telling him how much he loved him so much, and that he would see Cody "on the other side", and the portal fully closed.
"OK, boys. Looks like we're giving these so-called Christians a trust taste of how to follow a religion properly."
"Right!" His comrades said. Boulder and the gang pulled out their guns and began shooting to and fro into soldiers, townspeople that turned into crazy fanatics of Belmont, Exorcists, and DHORK agents
"Fucking judases!" Said a lady. "Kill the fucking Judases for God!"
"String them up!" A male follower bellowed savagely.
"No prisoners!" Another man exclaimed before he got shot in the chest by a shotgun from Buffalo.
One by one, many of Belmont's followers had fallen from bullets in many parts of their body, and one Exorcist had his head ripped off by Buffalo and his brute strength.
Boomslang fired his AK-47 machine gun at anyone who was trying to slice or grab him violently. Heaven's Demons didn't even care if they were surrounded, they were doing it all for their friends and bidding them all some time.
Nacho pulled out a Bowie knife and a sawed-off shotgun in hand so he can use both melee and ranger combat at the same time. Whenever an Exorcist, agent, of soldier tried to tackle him, he would slice at him or her with the knife, or blow their heads off with his gun.
Grease was using a nail gun and a mini-uzi to help himself fight off against the fanatics and he even bit a followers' finger from his left hand, making blood pour out,
Tomahawk used a knife to pierce one of his enemies' eyes, pulling the whole thing out as it was attached to the blade, then pulled out a revolver from his holster, shooting of the soldiers dead, firing under the brute's chin into the brain.
Despite how good and armed they were, it was hopeless, for they were greatly outnumbered hundreds or even thousands of theses crazy followers to six sane, badass bikers. The air was still thick with the stench of blood and when they all ran out of bullets, the members of Heaven's Demons had to resort to melee weapons, and slashed away at oncoming opponents and crazy followers of Belmont
"Don't just stand there!" Belmont said, "Get this group of Atheists
"We got this." Said Adam. His guitar turned into a large, powerful, and golden two-handed sword, something like a claymore.
The fanatics were trying to grab the Bikers, and one managed to grab Grease and began tossing him around from one follower, and they began passing like a deadly mosh pit.
"Grease!" Boomslang called out.
Little did these crazy people know that Grease had a trick up his sleeve, and as he was tossed again, the biker managed to pierce his sword into a follower's head from the chin to the top of his head, and began swinging it at more followers coming at him.
As the bikers were swinging their blades and swords at the crazy fuckers, Grease felt a bullet hit his body and felt more bullets penetrate his skin as he was gunned down.
"No!" Tomahawk shouted in disbelief, he left his guard down for a split second before being grabbed by Robert, one of Belmont's closest followers and was grappling with him, but Robert pulled out a Glock and shot the Native American biker though his forehead, killing him instantly.
"Tomahawk!" Nacho shouted. He grew angry and tried to stop Robert, only for him to be grabbed by Fletus from behind. Nacho tried with all his might to get out of the large man's clutches, and tried to kick him in the groin, but with no success. Then he headbutted him on the chin, catching him off guard and picked up his machete to try and slice him to pieces, only for him to get splashed in the face by hot acid, making him fall to his knees and scream in intense pain as he was grasping his face to try and ease the pain. As he was in an intense stinging pain, the followers, Exorciists, and soldiers were violently cheering and jeering in savage triumph, like they were killing the most evil war criminals that committed the most unspeakable acts.
Nacho's face was burning from the acidic burns and he was still screaming as the pain was getting into his bones.
It was just Boulder, Buffalo, and Boomslang left in this futile effort against these fanatical fucktards and Belmont. "Leave none of these defiers alive!" Belmont called out. "For God! Kill them for God! They will pay dearly for their heresy and defiance against the lord!"
as this is all happening, Tyler was looking on in horror as he was beholding the hellish chaos. He was starting to see how this was complete madness and craziness beyond comprehension. Maybe he should not listen to his father at all. Cody was right and telling the truth about Tyler not trusting the maniacal mental case of a preacher he called his own father.
Boomslang managed to kill fifteen more followers and turned his angry eye at Fletus. He managed to stab him in the hand with his knife and give him an uppercut kick. But Fletus was too hulking and British for Boomslang to take down like that.
The brute managed to pick Boomslang with his two hands by the head and said: "Nice try, you blasphemous moron." Before breaking Boomslang's neck with a loud snap heard, leaving the African biker lifeless, and Fletus dropping his corpse on the ground. "You should have stayed in Africa, Judas." The hulking follower then spat in Boomslang's body.
"You'll pay for that!" Buffalo managed to use his own brute strength to decapitate five exorcists and impale fifteen enemy soldiers.
"You'll pay for killing Boomslang!" Said Boulder. He gave Fletus a painful punch in a face three times before he was tackled by five crazy followers and another one beat Buffalo in the back of the head with a pipe until he had stopped moving.
All the crazy people cheered for Boomslang and Buffalo's demise and then they all looked at what was left; Boulder himself. He sliced at other soldiers and followers with his sword until he was grabbed by two men and one woman and Adam stepped up with his large sword. "You and your buddies have been too much fucking trouble." He said, "but I am going to put a stop to that."
"You're not even real angels." Boulder struggled. "True angels should never kill in cold blood."
Looking angry, Adam snarled: "I am a real angel!" Then he pierced Boulder's body in the center from below, making Boulder howl in agony. Nacho was already dead from the burns to his face as soon as Boomslang was killed, and everyone shouted in savage triumph with cheering and jeering once more.
"Jesus, help us." Boulder breathed before Adam threw him off his sword, rolling into the ground.
"Wait." Said Belmont. "He's mine."
"Here you go, Belmont." Adam gave his human friend his sword and Belmont looked at Boulder with pure hatred.
"May you join Satan in the afterlife. May you be cursed down there forever like Judas was!" Then he struck the killing blow on Boulder. "These demon lovers have paid the price for their blasphemy!" Belmont announced. "May they find eternal discomfort and torture in Hell! Soon, we will get rid of the Antichrist and save our beloved planet! For God!"
the bikers' bodies were collected and thrown into their abandoned building and the soldiers poured gasoline into the area, where Belmont managed to set it on fire with a match. Even more savage cheering was heard and things have definitely gone from bad to worse.
In Hell
Cody was in tears as he was looking at one of the large windows of Stolas' palace. He knew what had happened on Earth without even looking at it. Yes, now Uncle Boulder was gone.
It was just one family member too many right now. "I... I can't believe he's gone." He sniveled.
Loona went to comfort him and gently shushed him. "He saved us, Cody." She said to him. "He saved our lives."
"I could have saved him."
"There was nothing you could have done, Cody." Loona remarked. "I promise, we will get rid of Belmont when we see him again." The boy looked up at Loona. "I promise. He will pay."
Tommy went up to his little brother and said: "everything will be ok." Then he felt himself being hugged by Cody as the kid was still crying. "He was a cool guy, Tommy. A biker, a gun wielding guy, he was a really nice guy."
"He was, Cody." Said Tommy with a few tears escaping his own eyes. "He really was. But... at least he's reunited with mom and dad now." He tried cheering his brother up.
"Yeah but... he didn't deserve this."
"Of course not." said Loona. "Those pious pieces of shit have messed with the wrong kind of people."
When the group goes back to the surface to finish the job on Belmont, it will be personal this time.
