There are many types of bad people out there: there are those who'd lie, those who'd steal and those who'd kill. But one of the worst people out there are those who'd do horrid things to people, things that are so terrifying and atrocious that nobody would dare describe it. Many people feared this type of horror and there were none who could oppose them but there was one individual who'd stand up against them. This individual whether alone or not would storm the horrid people's hideout, rescue the innocents and leave a burning building with a trace of burning ashes as a warning to all who'd dare to invoke the individual's wrath.
Nobody knows where this individual came from, all that the people knew was that this individual would wear a gas mask concealing his face and would carry a flamethrower on his back and everywhere he goes, everywhere he went, he'd leave traces of smoke and ashes and whenever you'd hear the sound of a gas mask breathing nearby, to his enemies, it's a sign that hell is about to be brought down upon them.
He went by many names by many people whether friend or foe: Hellfire Spawn, Fire Knight, Savior of Flames, Burning Doom, El Diablo de Fuego, Fire Beast, Incinerating Terror, Executioner of Flames, but there was one name that this individual went by, a name known only to his closest friends and allies and those he considers family.
This individual's name... will be revealed in our story.
Somewhere on Neo-Earth, we open to a big grassy courtyard within a temple-like ruins where we see a group of red and blue soldiers known as the Battle Creek Zealots and it looks like they're in some heated arguement.
"You do it!" Said one Red.
"No, you do it!" Said one Blue.
"No, you do it!" Yelled back a second Red.
"No, you do it!" Yelled back a second Blue.
"No, you!" Yelled a third Red.
"No, you!" Yelled back a third Blue.
"No, you!" Yelled back the first Red.
"No, you!" Yelled back the first Blue.
"You!" Yelled the second Red.
"You!" Yelled back the third Blue.
"You!" Yelled the second Red.
"I said you damn it!" Said the first Blue
"Wait! Why are we here again?" Asked a fourth Blue.
"I don't know! I forgot after the last thirty minutes we've been arguing!" Retorted a fourth Red.
"I also forgot!" Said the first Red.
"You suck Red!" Said the third Blue.
"No, you suck!" Said the second Red.
"No, you suck!" Said the second Blue.
"No, you suck!" Said the first Red.
"No, you suck!" Said the third Blue.
"No, you suck!" Said the second Red.
"SHUT UP! AND LET'S JUST FIGHT ALREADY!" Shouted a fifth Blue as the Zealots started chanting "FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!" And chaos broke loose as they started shooting each other.
"YOU WANT SOME?! YEAH I GOT SOME JUST FOR YOU!" Shouted the third Red shooting his rifle everywhere.
"HAAAAHHH! SNEAK ATTACK!" Shouted a Blue.
"OH! THE BACK OF MY HEAD!" Exclaimed a Red as he was hit in the head.
Suddenly, the zealots stopped their fighting because they suddenly heard a loud sound of someone breathing a gas mask (think Darth Vader), they turned to the source and it came from the entrance of a dark corridor from which they came from.
"Did you hear that?" Asked a Red.
"Of course we heard it ya noob!" Said a Blue.
They continued to stay silent as the breathing became louder... and louder... until a figure came out of the corridor.
This figure looked like a tall man with a slim and strong build and concealing his face is a gray and red tinted custom made gas mask that resembles an M04 Tactical Gas Mask with the air canister on the left side. He's clad in a dark gray open military overcoat with a pair of black elbow pads, a crimson armband with an insignia of fire in an upside down black triangle on the left upper arm over a black bulletproof tactical vest, with a stick-on patch of a flaming skull on the upper right side of the front under a maroon t-shirt, dark blue tactical cargo pants with a black belt and black armor knee pads, black strapped combat boots, a pair of black tactical military combat gloves, an Ontario 6145 Military Machete in a black sheath strapped on the left side of his belt, a custom WW2-Era M42 German helmet with a flaming skull insignia on the right side and a flashlight attached to the left side worn on his head, an M2A1 Flamethrower on his back and a Saiga 12 Shotgun holstered on the right side of his back on his flamethrower.
(Play Ghost Rider Spirit of Vengeance - Soundtrack Edit 1)
The helmeted figure raised his head as he gazed at the zealots through his gas mask, "Hello boys..." he said through his gas mask as if talking through a radio but by the sound of his voice, it depicted that he's a young man about 19 years old "...Am I interrupting something?" He asked while tilting his head.
"IT CAN'T BE!" Shouted one of the Red zealots in panic, "IT'S HIM! IT'S THE FIRE BEAST! COME TO ANNIHILATE US ALL WITH HIS FLAMES FROM HELL!" He exclaimed causing all the other Grunts to gasp in dramatic shock and horror.
The presumed "Fire Beast" tilted his head to the side, "Fire Beast? Is that what you guys call me?" He said while raising his eyebrow but he shrugged it off.
"Heh. No matter... how about I give you a proper intro" he said, "My name's Blazer" he introduced himself, "And I've been sent here by the Coalition to take care of you boys" he said.
Solo Hero and Vanguard Academy Student
Blazer
Ignoring the solo hero's introduction, the Red zealot continued to shout "THE PROPHECY OF INFERNO HAS COME TRUE! THE END IS NIGH! THE END IS NI-!" The zealot shouted but before he could finish ranting, Blazer whipped up his M2A1 Flamethrower towards the zealots and unleashed hell as it went, "FWOOOOSH!", releasing flames catching some of the zealots but missed a few.
Those who were hit were set on fire as some fell down dead just after being set on fire while others were screaming while running around like crazy.
"AAHHH! IT BURNS! IT BURNS! IT BURNS!" Shouted a Red.
"AAAH! I'M ON FIRE! I'M ON FIRE! I'M ON FIRE!" Shouted a Blue while running around until he stopped for a moment.
"Wait a minute?" He said as he took a look at the areas where there was still fire on him, "I'm on fire... and I'm okay!" He declared as he didn't feel the heat of the fire, "Guess I'm too hard to kill huh?" He said smugly. But it was short lived because...
"BLAM!" He was hit by a shotgun slug from Blazer's Saiga 12 Shotgun as it was smoking from its barrel, "Shut up ya punk" said Blazer.
Blazer continued shooting more zealots who were still standing after being set ablaze until he was out of slugs and before he knew it, he was surrounded by the zealots he missed.
"Stay strong my bretheren! We shall slay this beast with our holy might and we shall be free!" Shouted the same Red zealot who was luckily left unscathed and the zealots shouted a battle cry as they started shooting the gas masked solo hero with a barrage of bullets.
But it was futile, because all the bullets did was bounce off of Blazer, although the bullets made him flinch a lot upon impact, Blazer stood his ground.
The zealots were left stunned when they ceased fire because he was still standing. There was a long pause of silence as the only thing that was heard was the sound of Blazer's gas mask breathing.
Then the gas masked warrior lifted his head facing the zealots and said, "My turn..." and then quickly holstered his shotgun and from the inside of his overcoat, pulled out two handguns: a customized FNP-45 Pistol with a dark gray bottom, crimson top and a flashlight and laser sight attachment on the bottom on his right hand and a Chiappa Rhino 60D with a dark brown grip and dark gray body on his left hand.
Then he opened fire as he shot what looked like orange glowing bullets from said guns and upon hitting some of the zealots, they were sent flying as he continued his barrage of bullets.
"AAAHHH!" Screamed a Blue.
"He's a monster!" Shouted a Red.
"Oh! I'm done for!" Shouted another Blue.
"Farewell cruel world!" Exclaimed another Red.
Some of the zealots then tried charging in recklessly towards Blazer from different sides and angles as they all yelled "CHAAAAAAAARRRRRRGE!" only to end up getting hit by an orange bullet and sent flying at the same time.
"BANG!" "Ouch!" Said a Red.
"BANG!" "Ooh!" Said a Blue.
"BANG!" "Youch!" Said another Red.
Blazer was so preocupied with preventing the grunts from getting close to him that he didn't notice a Blue zealot hiding just a few meters away from him behind a rock with a sniper rifle aimed at his back.
"So long sucker!" He said as he took aim and shot the tanks of Blazer's flamethrower as it went, "BOOOOOMMMM!" Engulfing the solo hero in an explosion as it left a large burning fire in place of where he stood and his shotgun flew out and landed on the ground and surprisingly, it was still in one piece.
(End Song)
The remaining zealots stared at the fire as all was silent. Until the Blue zealot who shot Blazer slowly approached the fire and took a look for a few moments before he said, "Ohhh! You just got owned brah!" He exclaimed as the rest of the zealots cheered at the destruction of the "Fire Beast".
Again, it was short lived because...
"Hrrrrhk!" A smoking gloved hand grabbed the Blue grunt in the neck causing him to drop his sniper rifle as he was being lifted up, leaving him suspended in the air and the rest of the remaining grunts were shocked because the hand came directly from the fire and then they heard the sound of someone breathing a gas mask again much to their horror.
Coming out of the fire was none other than Blazer himself, his flamethrower was no longer on his back and his whole body was smoking, yet he remained unscathed from the fire and he didn't look happy behind his gas mask.
"Do you... have any idea... how much it cost... for me to get that flamethrower?" He asked rhetorically in a dark tone.
"GOD BE DAMNED!" Exclaimed the Red zealot, "THE RUMORS WERE TRUE! THE FIRE BEAST IS INVINCIBLE! HE CANNOT BE KILLED! ALL IS LOST! ALL IS LO-!"
The Red zealot couldn't finish his ranting, as Blazer swung the right side of his overcoat with his right arm, revealing what looks like an SP5K holstered on Blazer's right leg and it had what looked like a black ovular canister replacing the ammo magazine. He unholstered it and pointed it towards tue remaining red and blue zealots and pulled the trigger as it unleashed a torrent stream of fire engulfing the remaining zealots on fire as they were running around in panic as they tried putting out the fire on them.
Blazer lowered his weapon and turned back to the Blue zealot still suspended in the air by his left hand "Now... where were we?" He asked while narrowing his eyes behind his gas mask making the zealot flinch despite wearing a helmet.
"Mommy..." he squeaked.
bzzzttt...
Later, the whole temple courtyard was filled with burnt areas and dead red and blue zealots and surprisingly, none were turned to ashes as Blazer inspected his handy work with his back (which had his Saiga shotgun holstered on the right side) facing the readers.
He sighed as he removed his helmet revealing his short unkempt chesnut brown hair and removed his gas mask as it made a "hssss!" And took a deep breath of air despite it being filled with the smell of burning and exhaled while wiping his sweaty face with a handkerchief.
"Well... that went smoothly" he said, "Still... I wonder what they were doing here?" He wondered, "Seriously, they've been arguing for minutes and then they forgot what their objective was?" He said.
Blazer was informed that the zealots were in the temple and supposedly, they were looking for something but when he caught up to them, they were fighting and when he interrogated one of them, he said that he forgot what they were suppose to be doing since before they started fighting each other.
Blazer sighed as he put on his gas mask and helmet once again, just when he was about to leave and call HQ, he felt a bright orange light illuminating behind him. He turned around and saw that the light came from what looked like a carved picture of a knight wielding what looked like a sword that was on fire.
"Come..." said a mysterious voice coming from the picture.
Slightly unnerved, Blazer slowly approached the picture with caution as he unsheathed his Ontario military machete as he took slow steps.
As he finally reached the picture, Blazer inspected it and cautiosly searched for any traps. When he touched it, it suddenly moved sideways revealing it to be some kind of door as it revealed a a dark passageway ahead.
Trusting his instincts, Blazer sheathed his machete and switched it for his shotgun, he lifted his left sleeve slightly, revealing a black wrist watch with a touchscreen on his wrist. He touched it with his right finger and gave it a few commands and when he was done, his shotgun was engulfed in orange pixels and it was replaced with an FN SCAR-L Rifle.
He turned on the flashlight located on his helmet to light the dark passage and went in with his rifle raised.
bzzzttt...
Blazer walked through the dark passageway until he came upon a chamber where a light was illuminating through a small opening up on a wall where the light shined upon an alter. On that alter, was a sword displayed similarly to the sword of the stone.
Blazer turned off his helmet's light as he approached the sword. Upon closer look, it looked like a French Arming Sword with a crimson handle grip, dark gray pommel, dark gray curved crossguard and a dark gray double edged blade.
The sword suddenly glowed an ominous orange as the mysterious voice from earlier then spoke, "Are you worthy... to wield... the sword?" It spoke.
"The sword?" Said Blazer raising an eyebrow. The gas mask wearing warrior held the chin of his gas mask in thought, 'Is this some kind of test?' He thought with caution.
Never in his life had he been in a situation like this before, he thought that he'd do his usual job which is going to a location, defeating bad guys and going home once the mission's over and now this mysterious voice calls him and takes him to this chamber where this glowing sword embeded to the alter stood and it asks him to pull it out.
In his mind, he thought that something bad might happen once he touches the sword but his gut tells him that he should touch it and pull it out because for some reason... the sword was calling out to him.
Deciding to go with his gut, Blazer holstered his rifle and slowly reached out with his right hand. And the moment he gripped the sword, after a few seconds, nothing happened, much to his relief.
He then took a deep breath and slowly lifted the sword. But then, it started to shake as if trying to resist him and he felt heat coming from the grip, Blazer narrowed his eyes and with a steeled determined look behind his gas mask, he used all his willpower and managed to pull the sword out of the alter with ease as he raised it high in the air as it shined in the light.
"You have proven yourself worthy" said the mysterious voice.
Blazer then felt another mysterious orange light illuminate just behind him, sensing it to be a danger, he spun around and pointed the newly aquired sword toward the potential enemy.
Then he froze in surprise, shock and astonishment, right in front of him was an etherial spiritual being of what looked like a teutonic knight in full steel armor plating instead of chainmail with the teutonic knight symbol in the middle of the chest plate. The knight also wore a hooded cape and its signature helmet with wings facing back on either sides of the helmet on his head obscuring his face and he glowed a brilliant orange light.
"What the heck!?" Exclaimed Blazer taking a couple steps back while still pointing the sword at the apparent ghost and all of a sudden, the blade of the sword was lit on fire surprising him as it unleashed a stream of fire surprising him even more as it went passed the knight ghost who was apparently unfazed by the fire going through him, "Whaaa!? What is this sword?!" He exclaimed.
"Be calm young warrior" said the knight in a strong, yet calm and noble voice while raising his hand slightly to calm down Blazer.
Blazer took a deep breath and obeyed as he calmed down and strangely, the flames on the sword dissipated, then he asked the ghostly teutonic knight, "Who are you?" He said.
"My name is Wilhelm, Knight of Flames" he introduced himself, "I am also the previous wielder of Scorch Calibur, the sword you now carry" he said.
Knight of Flames
Wilhelm
Blazer glanced at the sword in his hand, "The sword's name... is Scorch Calibur?" He questioned.
"Yes" replied the spirit, "It was forged many centuries ago by mystical fire elves and it served me well during my days of heroics" Wilhelm explained, "With it, you have the magic ability to create and control flames from its blade and only those with a strong will, determination and pure of heart may wield it" he said.
"After my passing, Scorch Calibur was securely placed here until a worthy successor is chosen, those who tried to wield it before you were burned to cinders, but you have proven yourself worthy to wield it" he explained as Blazer continued to inspect it.
"Wow..." said Blazer, "I feel honored to wield such a weapon" he said.
The spirit of the Knight nodded, "There is no better honor, it was only a matter of time before Scorch Calibur's needed again and it couldn't be a better time then now" he said.
"Tell me young warrior... what is your name?" Asked Wilhelm.
"My name... is Blazer" replied Blazer.
After hearing his reply, Wilhelm nodded, "Take my scabbard young Blazer" he said as he held out his right hand and a black and crimson scabbard appeared out of thin air as it floated toward Blazer as he took it with his left hand, "I now feel at ease, knowing that Scorch Calibur is in good hands" he said, "And with that, I now take my leave" he said as he then started to fade away.
The moment the teutonic knight's spirit disappeared, Blazer looked around if he was still present, "Go forth young warrior, wield Scorch Calibur with all your might" said Wilhelm's voice, "Use it well, use it wisely" he advised.
Blazer nodded as he sheathed Scorch Calibur in its scabbard, just when he took a couple steps forward, he heard the voice of the teutonic knight's spirit saying, "Oh, one more thing" he said as Blazer stopped to listen, "Tell Louie at the coalition that a friend of his at the other side sends his regards" he said, "Fare thee well" and with that, the Knight departed.
Blazer then gathered up all his thoughts, he was surprised that Wilhelm knows about Louie and the Coalition but who is this friend from the other side that Wilhem's refering too?
His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the sound of high-pitched voices followed by loud footsteps coming from the distance ahead of the tunnel.
"Where does this tunnel lead to? Does it lead to the alter of our holy salvation?" Said one of the voices.
"Shut up ya dirty red!" Said a second voice.
"No you shut up ya dirty blue!" Said a third voice.
"No you shut up!" Said the second voice.
"No you shut up!" Said the third voice.
Blazer groaned in exasperation, "Man... I almost forgot about those guys" he said face palming (gas mask palming) as he forgot about the zealots, "I forgot all about their strange ability of coming back to life" he muttered.
"What was our objective again?" Asked one of the zealots being heard.
"Umm... we were suppose to be looking for some thingie?" Said another of the zealots.
"Oh yeah! Now I remember!" Said another of the zealots, "We were suppose to be looking for some kind of sword that the doctor wanted, the one where it can shoot out fire" explained the zealot as the footsteps were coming closer.
"Huh?" Muttered Blazer, "So... Dr. Dolan was looking for the sword huh?" He said while glancing at Scorch Calibur, "Too bad it's mine now" he quipped, "Might as well test this new weapon out" he said while smirking behind his gas mask.
The footsteps drew closer and closer until it revealed the Battle Creek Zealots entering the fray with helmet lights and rifle flashlights on, the moment they saw Blazer, they immediately froze.
"Hello boys" said Blazer as he unsheathed Scorch Calibur as flames appeared in the blade with a "FWOOSH!", "Miss me?" He said.
bzzzttt...
(Play Red vs Blue OST - Noobs Rush In by Trocadero)
Outside the entrance of the temple, you could hear the sounds of high-pitched screams of terror from inside along with someone yelling out, "THE END IS NIGH! THE END IS NIGH!" And also someone yelling "MOMMYYYY!" As well and then coming out of the temple entrance were the Battle Creek Zealots running for their lives.
"THE MISSION IS A FAILURE! RETREAT! RETREAT!" Yelled one of the zealots as all of them ran away.
(End Song)
Later, Blazer came walking out of the temple, whistling a happy tune while holding Scorch Calibur over his shoulder.
He then took a deep breath within his mask and exhaled, "Phew! That was refreshing" he said, "They were lucky that I decided to let them all live" he quipped.
He then took a look at his new sword and inspected it a bit for what felt like the umpteenth time and said, "I'm so keeping this" he said.
He then took a look at his utility watch to check the time, "Huh... it took that long huh?" He said, "Might as well call HQ and call it a day" he said as he touched a few buttons on his watch and held it towards his gas mask, "HQ, this is Blazer, I've completed my mission, I'm heading home" he declared.
"Good job Blazer, return as soon as you're able" replied the voice of Yuuji Kitao over the communicator.
Blazer then sheathed Scorch Calibur and scanned it with his wrist watch and then it disappeared in orange pixels.
The solo hero then looked up at the sky and felt the calm breeze pass through him, "Wonder... how's Painwheel's doing?" He thought, "Can't wait to tell her of what happened here" he said.
Suddenly, he heard a beeping noise from his tablet, he fishes out his device and began to read the message.
"So... Alden's dead huh?" Said Blazer as he checked his tablet for any messages from the coalition as he was informed that Alden Cole was found dead in an alley. "Hmph..." scoffed Blazer as he put away his tablet, "Guess that idiot had it coming to him" he said, "But I never expected he'd get himself killed" he thought.
For as long as he could remember, Blazer never liked Alden Cole. When they first met, Alden accused him of being a villain just because of the way he's dressed and that he killed people and was missing to the fact that those that he killed were bad people from the start. He even claimed that Blazer also killed innocents and it made his blood boil a lot because of Alden's claims. All in all, Alden Cole was an oblivious hypocrite to Blazer and thought of him as an extremely bad example to what being a Hero is all about, although Blazer thought of himself as more of an Anti-Hero.
"Meh... it's not like I'm gonna miss him, it's his fault for letting himself get killed and dying in an alley probably suits him" said Blazer as he took a long sigh, "At least he won't be harassing Lazaris anymore" he said. When he met Lazaris by chance, he learned from her that she's one of the villains who've seen the errors of their ways and decided to turn up a new leaf and he found it nice that there were some who wanted to make a fresh start for the better and he and Lazaris soon became close friends and after hearing how she was having difficulty adjusting, he cheered her up a bit and told her that she'll do fine and he was happy to hear that she became a crown wielder of Vanguard Academy but it got him angry when Alden tried to get rid of Lazaris just because she became a crown wielder and that she's a former villain. He remembered one time when he visited Vanguard Academy that he punched Alden in the nards unexpectedly after he caught him preaching about saying how Lazaris is evil in school grounds.
"Welp... at least home will be a lot more peaceful without him" he thought.
He then pressed a few buttons on his watch and summoned a Harley Motorbike in front of him. The bike had a black and crimson color scheme and flame designs and equipped with machine guns on the lower front, all terrain tires, jet boosters and flight fins on the back.
Blazer then got on the bike then rode off home towards the sunset.
Note: This chapter is actually written by AuraBolter, so all the credit and props goes to him.
A/N: Inspired from someonestupED, damnlastwords, Hope the Victor and Ace Neptune. All OCs and concepts not created by moi were given permission for me to use by it's respected creators.