Darkest Hero
Hello people, welcome to yet more insanity that is Darkest Hero. So Initially I had planned on having Overhaul escape hell instead of reusing Millenium from Hellsing but as demons instead of vampires but honestly I figured I had to do something with the MLA as was promised back when I was writing the USJ incident before the original plot derailed severely.
Anyhow onto the Q and A;
Q: is Hitler among the idiots who returned?
A: nope. As stated earlier in the story the racist little jerk got into heaven by loophole, one that will eventually be closed and see the man tossed down into hell, probably into Alister's area of the city.
Q: How's their health insurance?
A: I HEAR IT'S GREAT!
Q: Why did you take the lazy route and go Nazis instead of something original like doomsday cults or the route of Khaos Brigade?
A: To be fair the Nazi's have been teased since the arrival of 1A in pentagram. Doomsday cults are already planned to show up at some point albeit more the "End is Nigh, burn the sinners" type instead of worshipping the things causing the end of the world. Khaos brigade is not on the cards, I'm actively trying to avoid the Highschool DxD stuff since there is a fair bit of conflicting lore between Highschool DxD and Hazbin Hotel that make crossovers a difficult thing to pull off.
Q: so Bakugo and Cherri bomb?
A: yes.
Q: are you going to update the TV Tropes page?
A: I'd love to but I am not the one who set that page up, nor am I the one who updates it, I've tried but all update requests are being denied.
Chapter 62: Aftermath and Hype.
With the immediate aftermath of the detonation of the icon of Sin the tidal wave of blood caused havok through the city. Evacuation shelters were partly flooded with the drainage systems barely keeping pace with the tide of blood and entire streets became clogged with cats and debris crammed through them by the sheer force of the blood.
Most parks were reduced to blood soaked marshes and even UA was no exception with the defensive trenches hastily erected during the battle were half full of blood.
Hatsume merely removed her goggles, wipes them off with a stained rag and replaced them before returning to bossing about Shinso and Powerloader to have the anti air cannon operating enough to mop up the remaining flying demons in the air.
Eri found it all quite fun and had dragged the possessed puppets off to play. Christy meanwhile was hunched over and emptying her stomach, no matter how many times she was subjected to the cenobites a tidal wave of blood and gore would still make her sick.
"Gross." Sero uttered in disgust as he started tearing strips of tape from his elbows and used them to remove as much gore as he could.
"I'm all for being seen but this is just gross." Toru gagged as she wiped some blood from her face, the normally invisible girl was now bright red and sticky.
"I still say the Nazi's did it." Shoto deadpanned.
"And I'm saying they couldn't of." Charlie replied as she shook her head.
"Bet." Shoto replied. "If I'm right I want cold soba."
"Alright then, if you're right I'll have Gordon Ramsey himself make you some." Charlie nodded.
"Who's Gordon Ramsey?" Izuku asked in confusion.
"Some chef with anger issues from the 21st century, he died of high blood pressure in his 70s and now works for dad given he can't cook. He's also probably the only person asides mum who can yell at dad and get away with it." Charlie replied offhandedly.
"Okay, show of hands, who here needs towels?" Nezu asked from his spot atop the giant rubber duck. After a few moments the majority of people present raised their hands. "Very well. Aizawa, supply closest 5, ignore the gold robotic bear please."
"Fuck my life." Aizawa groaned softly as he left the radio tent, shoved the headset off to the nearest person, that being Mina, and trudged off towards the supply room he was 90% sure contained a possessed robotic bear.
[UA staff room]
"Well that was something." Inko smiled politely as she helped the hoody wearing woman to their feet. Several bees continued to buzz around them with some even entering her empty eye socket. "So are you Pop-Step or Queen Bee?"
"Pop-Step. The pine twins did something so now I'm possessing Queen bee possessing myself." The woman shrugged. "I've given up trying to figure out how it works."
"Sometimes it's for the best dear." Inko consoled the woman before looking around the room at the glowing ruins. "I'm sure we can just toss a rug over this and nobody would notice."
"Sure." Pop-Step uttered softly as she looked at the massive glowing marks on the floor which not only covered a good majority of it but also was bright enough to be uncomfortable to even look for too long, although that could also just be the nature of the ruins involved, she wasn't sure and she sure as hell didn't want to find out.
"Oh don't be so down, today marks the return of the supernatural to the world in an official capacity." Inko smiled as she lead the self possessing woman out of the room. "I'll help sort out the whole mass murder and villain charges to your name that pesky bee caused while using your form."
[Back in Hell]
Bakugo snarled in anger as he tried to free himself of the damned ropes as he was casually dragged through the chaos of Pentagram city by Cherri-bomb as she hummed a tune to herself. The vortex above the city had now stabilised with the death of the giant demon he had seen through it but it hadn't gotten smaller, if anything it had started to grow at a steady pace. He was annoyed that the stupid extras on earth didn't seem to notice them but they were just extras.
"C'mon splody." Cherri grinned happily as she dragged him into a small shop and through a curtain of hanging beads. "Hey Mrs Aizawa I'm back!"
"Mff fffk?" Bakugo's muffled question was audible in the silent room. Sitting in a chair across from the and behind a table with a thin pale blue demon covered in hundreds of eyes.
"Hmm? Oh Cherri bomb and the brat my grandson taught. What can I do for you two?" The elderly demon asked as all their eyes rolled. "Right. Two thousand souls and I'll give you two your futures."
"Here we are Mrs Aizawa." Cherri bomb grinned as she fished out a few notes from her pocket along with a small tea bag.
"Huh? Jamaican herbal tea? You miss have just earnt yourself a discount next time." The elderly demon nodded and ripped the small bag open before swallowing the dried tea leaves and hemp. She let out a sigh of contentment as she got up and pulled a silver lined tray out of a nearby cabinet. "Oh that's the good shit, why my son and daughter in law never touched weed I'll never know."
"Their loss." Cherri shrugged as she pulled Bakugo into a sitting potion and removed the shoe from his mouth.
"THE FUCK TOOK YOU SO LONG TO REMOVE THAT BOMB BITCH?!" Bakugo snapped. "I'LL FUCKING EXPLODE YOUR ASS!"
"Shush, you can do that to me later." Cherri replied with a blush as the elderly demon started tracing patterns on the silver tray using her bony fingers.
Soon a foggy image formed on the silver tray showing a war-torn city. A burning blimp crashed down from above onto a half ruined tower and blood flowed through a corpse clogged street. Bakugo vaguely recognised a few heroes such as Ingenium and Gang Orca's sidekick Reverb among the piles of dead, most of which were clad in black uniforms with gas masks. It was then that a slightly older version of himself was fighting some ugly ass bird looking guy who looked vaguely familiar.
"Is that me?" Bakugo asked in confusion before the vision version of him launched a explosion that turned the ugly ass guy into a smear of chunky red in the blood flooded streets. "Is that me stronger than me?! I'LL FUCKING KILL ME!"
It was at this point a grey skinned individual with blue flames for hair in a black toga appeared in a puff of smoke and brimstone, Cherri-bomb held under his arm with a rather noticeable bump under her shirt.
"Who the fucks that guy?" Bakugo asked with his nose scrunched in shock as the vision of Cherri bomb was sat down before she glomped him.
"Hades, he works with Lucifer from time to time." Mrs Aizawa shrugged uncaringly.
"The fuck's a Hades?" Bakugo asked in confusion.
"Basically god." Cherri-bomb shrugged as she snuggled upto his side.
"BUT I'M RIGHT THERE!" Bakugo snapped as he tried once more to wriggle out of his bindings.
"Do you truely believe your own hype that much?" Mrs Aizawa deadpanned.
"BITCH I AM THE HYPE!" Bakugo spat before the shoe was shoved back in his mouth by Cherri-bomb.
"Shush." The one eyed demon chided him as she watched the vision on the silver tray. "I'm gonna be a mum." She whispered in awe before she shot Bakugo a look that promised a broken or atleast bruised, pelvis bone.
"There's a love hotel three blocks that way, no stinking up my shop." Mrs Aizawa deadpanned as she stuck her thumb to the right. "Now if that's all, it's almost time for Alister's radio show and he's promised to fuck around with Sir Perrior's shit."
"Thank you Mrs Aizawa, see you next time!" Cherri grinned widely before dragging off the now seriously pissed off Bakugo.
"Ah young love." Mrs Aizawa chuckled. "If only my idiot grandson would hurry up and date that clown lady."
Just as she was about to put away the tray a short pail skinned demon with grapes for hair stumbled in looking beaten bruised and bloody. "Help me." They croaked in fear.
"Hmm? Who're you brat?" Mrs Aizawa asked with a impatient tone.
"Listen hag I just need a place to hide from the damned robots so shut up and piss off." The demon snarled as they started trying to cram themselves under a table by the door which held a few candles.
Mrs Aizawa balked in shock at the rude brat before huffing and standing up. She waddled to the door and stuck her head out. To the right she could see Cherri dragging the blonde brat down the street towards the love hotel in the distance. To her left however she caught sight of a large robotic anthropomorphic chicken wearing a bib showing some passing demons a piece of paper which had a security camera print out of the short grape haired demon on it.
"Hey!" She called getting the robot's attention. She then pointed into her own shop and nodded. The chicken cocked its head to the side before nodding and jogging over creating a mechanical whirring sound as it went. "Brat's in there under the table by the door."
"T-t-th-th-an-k-k-ks." The robot stuttered, it's jaw jolting awkwardly as it did so, a section on the right appeared to of been ripped off by something and some purple residue still clung to the mechanisms visible through the damage.
"Just get him out before you kill him I don't want a mess in there." Mrs Aizawa called as the chicken entered her shop. There was a scream of fear and several loud thumps and a crash before the chicken walked back out, dragging the sobbing demon by their leg. The brat was sobbing loudly as they uselessly tried to claw at the ground in an attempt to slow their captor down or escape.
"YOU BITCH! I'LL KILL YOU!" the brat sobbed loudly. "I'LL HAVE SNOT ROCKET MAKE IT MESSY!"
"Bah fuck off you bloody problem child." Mrs Aizawa huffed as she shuffled back into her store and started to set the everything back into place before turning on the radio to the usual channel for her favourite radio show. Sadly she did not realising that tonight Alister was much too preoccupied to host his usual show.
End.
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