At this moment in time, Sir Pentious was sitting down monitoring a screen. The egg bois had noticed that he had been sitting at this screen for some time now and seemed glued to it.
"Is something wrong boss man? You have been staring at that screen for some time," asked an egg boi.
"NOTHING is wrong at all, I'm just observing the video that I created," Pentious responded.
"What video sir?" the egg asked.
"I have sent out a call to the demons of hell. A JOB, that will provide them the service of working alongside the great SIR PENTIOUS. A job that will grant them that access and will reward them for doing so. What the kids call a win-win situation.
"I call it that!" One of the egg bois said.
"Y-Yes good for you," Pentious said awkwardly.
"I had placed the message over social media, which I know people will see. Take a gander on my persuasive message," Pentious said as he pulled up the video that he had just talked about.
"Hello, inferior demons of hell. IT IS I, Sir Pentious and I am here with a proposal for anyone out there who will take on the challenge. I am giving anyone who feels worthy enough a job. A job that requires people who are good at using weapons and those who feel they can kill WITHOUT mercy. THAT shouldn't be too much of an issue considering we are in hell, should it? There are SOME requirements that must be met for the job. If you a certain CHERRI BOMB or ANGEL DUST. You are NOT ABLE TO RESPOND TO THE CALL. I KNOW YOU ARE WATCHING THIS CHERRI. Ahem, now, if you take this job offer and successfully complete it, you will be rewarded with a sum of $10,000. All that if you seem to be up to the task. Come to this address that will be on the screen at two sharp. Better hurry."
"SSSeems like a full proof plan. I know most of these demons use all the fancy technology created by Vox. This would be a good way to spread the message," Pentious said.
"How long ago did you spread that message, sir?" One of them asked.
"Finally a well thought out QUESTION. Ahem, HOURS ago. And since it is several minutes past two, it would mean TWO things. One, there are already takers here to take the job. Or...nobody showed up and my efforts would go to waste. To test if any of them are HERE, let's check the camera feeds," Pentious said as he went typing away to bring them up. He went through a few without any luck, but the third one showed a wide variety of vehicles and demons outside of his liar." NYEH HA HA. Perfect. EGG BOIS! Go let them in.
The egg bois did as they were instructed and retreated towards the doors to let the demons in. There was a wide variety of demons that responded to the call. Some big, some small, some with two arms, some with many arms. Your typical rugged crooks.
"Well I see that my message was sssuccessful," Pentious said. After thirty minutes had passed the selected time slot, there were eight demons that responded to the call. Pentious was fine with that as if there were like twenty demons and they were successful, this was going to become expensive.
"If that's what you wanna fucking call it," said by the biggest demon of the group.
"Is this a joke? What's with all the live breakfast running around here?" This was said by one of the taller demons.
"DO not mind them, they are just my egg bois. FORGET about that. You all are not here for no reason, you are all here to take battle," Pentious explains.
"Care to tell us who the fucking target is?" One of them asked.
"The target that I wish for you all to deal with is that human," Pentious said.
"The human? For what reason?" The big demon asked.
"He and I have a little bit of a rivalry. I am too busy with other and more important things to bother to deal with him. But I have money, which is why I have called upon all of YOU to deal with it for me," Pentious said. But it really wasn't much of a rivalry as the Slayer still didn't even know Pentious existed. But Pentious didn't know that.
"Or is it the fact you are scared? I have heard through talk about this guy. He's not some fragile human, he's said to be a fighter," said the smallest demon out of the group.
"NOT likely, I could easily create a NEW vessel of destruction. And I am not scared of some human, I have taken on the likes of the Radio Demon," Pentious said, which was a true statement.
"But you lost sir," said by an egg boi.
"SILENCE," Pentious exclaimed.
"You took on the Radio Demon? Now, why the fuck would you do that?" The big demon asked, but found it kind of comical that he would even attempt to kill what many believe is unkillable.
"Because I AM THE GREAT SIR PENTIOUS. That is why. I will eventually conquer hell and I am not afraid of some man in a red suit. He just caught me off guard. GOT LUCKY IS ALL." Pentious exclaimed. He realized he was getting off track and got back on it. "But if you all paid attention to the message I put out, which you clearly must of as it led you all here, you know of what to do AND what you shall receive if you complete said task,"
"Yeah, you promised ten grand to every person," one of them responded. You'd think they all would know that part by heart.
"CORRECT," Pentious responded.
"So if a shit ton of people showed up, you had enough money for all of them?" Said by the big demon.
"OF course. Do you think I do not possess money?" Pentious asked them.
"Hell if I know. I hardly know you other than the shit I see on the news about yer turf wars," the big demon responded again.
"All you need to know is that I am one of the evilest beings HELL has to offer," Pentious said.
"I feel like the Radio Demon is the most evil being boss man," one of the egg bois said which wasn't smart.
"WILL YOU SHUT YOUR TRAP," Pentious said as he used his tail to constrict the egg.
"So what is stopping us from killing you and just taking the money for ourselves?" One of them asked. This was a question that Pentious figured someone would ask. It is hell after all.
"Cause I DON'T THINK YOU REALLY wanna try something like that," Pentious said as he released one of his minions. "I am SIR PENTIOUS, THE FUTURE RULER OF HELL, and I giving you a fair chance to earn money, DO not lose that opportunity and your life because YOU want to try and be tough," Pentious said in a flamboyant tone. The other demons were caught a little off guard by as they didn't expect this guy to defend himself like that. His eyes were both completely red and he actually looked somewhat intimidating. It at least told them he wasn't a pushover.
"Heh, fair enough. Well, what do you say boys? Should we get started?" The demon asked the group of said bounty hunters.
"Fuck it," one of them responded as they all started to turn around and make their way out of the liar and to some of the vehicles they used to get to this place.
"Might be smarter to use that vehicle over the others," one of them said as they pointed towards one of the big vans that was brought. "That van seems big enough to where we can all fit and would only have to take one car," one of them suggested.
"Any reason for that idea?" Another one of them asked.
"May seem more subtle to see one car rather than like eight following one another. I'd say that's less fucking suspicious," the demon responded.
"Works for me," said by the smaller demon, who didn't seem to care too much.
Once the others decided to follow the plan, the demon who brought up the question basically shrugged his damn shoulders and just went along with it. After a moment of them securing their seats and weapons, they were off. But something was following them. A smaller flying mechanism.
Back in the liar of Sir Pentious, he was sitting down in front of a large screen that established a camera feed from the flying device. Since the egg bois loved asking questions, it sparked their interest.
"What is this sir?" Asked by one of the egg bois.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK IT IS? It is easily a spying device that I have created. A DRONE is what others may call it. It really is a brilliant strategy because NOW I can see what happens with these hitmen and this enemy of mine. I can see what he does and if they don't kill him, I will have logical PROOF of it. There will be no suckering the great Sir Pentious!" He exclaimed. Feeling really smart about this.
After driving for a little bit, they weren't sure how long it would take to find him, so they decided to spark up some conversation.
"Anybody feeling the need to share their names?" One of them asked.
"No," said by the small demon who didn't seem to friendly.
"Name's Rocko,"
"Montrel."
"Ricky."
"Lux."
"I'm Aadam."
"Esthon."
"Well, what a colorful group of characters. Y'all can just call me JT," said by JT, the demon who asked the question.
"So, do we know shit about this human?" Lux asked.
"Well I have heard he is very physically strong," Ricky responded.
"You ain't have to hear that to know that it true. Have you seen the images and videos of the guy? Dude is fucking massive," Montrel stated, which was a true statement.
"He may be massive, but muscles can't stop bullets. Believe me, I have tried," Rocko said while sounding a little ashamed by that last statement.
"Ain't no way your big ass thought you could actually stop a bullet with muscle," Aadam said interjecting on the conversation now.
"Wasn't my proudest fucking moment okay?" Rocko responded as he still felt really dumb for trying that.
"Well then you know for a fact that muscle doesn't stop bullets. So...nothing to worry about," Montrel said. Which wasn't a true statement.
...
After more time had passed, Pentious was feeling ready to see this battle commence, but he would have to wait for a while because the hitmen were not exactly having much luck locating the Slayer. Not like there was a good way to track him. They were basically just driving around until they spotted him. It had been up to an hour now of them trying to locate him. And it wouldn't take much longer as they finally all spotted him walking down the sidewalk.
"THERE. There he is, right there," JT said pointing out the window.
"We heard you the first time," Aadam responded.
"Stop the van," JT said.
"No don't stop it. We know he's probably gonna go this way. Just keep driving for a little more and we'll hit em with a good old fashion ambush," Rocko said.
They decided they would keep on driving for a little bit to get ahead of him. When they had good enough distance. They parked the van next to the sidewalk. One by one they piled out of the van and brought out all the weapons.
"Okay. What should we fucking do?" Ricky asked.
"Pretty fucking simple. Stay outta sight until he gets near, then jump his big ass," Montrel said giving his input.
"I'll go up that building there. Got the best shot on the west side of Pentagram. I won't miss," Rocko chimed in as he made his own plan.
"Fine. Rest of us, just find somewhere where he won't spot your ass," Montrel said. And the other demons followed his orders as they didn't bother to think of a different plan. About half of them went to one side of the street and others went to the other. Once they were all set, it was time to play the waiting game.
"I ssssee they are setting up a trap for thissss human. A WISE strategy," Pentious said as he is still looking at them over the drone feed.
Back in the alleyways and on the streets of hell remained the group of demons. Now it's time to play the waiting game.
"Wait, wait, wait. I think he's coming,"
"There you are you son of a bitch," Rocko said as he took time to line up the shot. He placed a finger on his trigger and fired.
...
While the Slayer was walking he spotted that van parked on the side of the road that had passed him minutes ago. He didn't think much of it and just kept his attention on the path ahead. The same thoughts kept rolling through his mind. Thoughts about this place, thoughts on how to try and leave. Basically ignoring most of what was going on around him. He had passed tons and tons of demons during his time here and was now trying to ignore what they had to say unless it was something important or of any value.
His attention switched to somewhere else as a loud bang and hard impact hit the side of his helmet. The impact shot his head to the side but didn't hurt him. The Slayer could tell that the bang was clearly a gunshot. Someone just shot him. He then whipped his body around to see who did that. He looked around on the ground but didn't see anyone. So he started to move his eye-line up and eventually spotted a demon on top of a roof holding some type of high-powered rifle. He then clenched both of his fists tight as he was ready to advance toward him. But then he heard another gunshot and another hard impact hit his armor. This one struck his left breastplate. He then looked around to see that more and more demons made themselves known. He had walked into a trap. More demons began to fire at the Slayer from all kinds of directions. The Slayer held up his arms to block the bullets with his gauntlets. His attacks probably didn't know that this wasn't doing anything to him. A couple of them brought out some heavy weapons in RPGs and launched them at the Slayer. Some smoke had filled the area where the Slayer was. When it cleared, there was no sign of him.
"What the shit?" One of them said.
"Did we get him?" Another demon said.
"I don't know. Figured there would be a body or something," said by another.
Pentious was still watching with great interest from his liar as he saw every second of the action. "NYEH HA HA! Some kind of enemy of mine."
"Um, Mr. Boss man?" One of the egg bois asked cautiously as he was afraid of any repercussion from Pentious.
"What IS IT?" Pentious asked.
"What is that?" The egg boi asked while pointing to the screen.
This caused Pentious to adjust his eyesight to what his minion was pointing at. He then saw something and squinted. "HOLD on a moment. IS that?"He did see what the egg boi was pointing at, but that didn't mean the others did.
"Maybe we just fucking obliterated him out of existence? Cause otherwise, I don't GLAK!" The demon didn't get to finish his sentence. The others began to look confused as they could only hear the sounds of choked breaths and gurgling noises. They all looked around until they spotted the demon who sounded in distress. They all looked in horror as the Slayer held him in the air by his blade that was completely through the demon's chest. The others stood dumbfounded. There was a collection of chatter from the group as they couldn't believe it.
"What the FUCK?" Lux exclaimed.
"Hell no, that's not possible!" Ricky added.
"HOW the fuck did he move so fast?" Montrel also added.
The Slayer retracted his blade and the demon dropped on his back with a thud. The Slayer slowly walked over until he was standing over the demon who had one hand placed on his chest trying to stop blood flow. But it would all be for nothing as the Slayer crushed his head with a powerful punch. The Slayer stood up straight as he knew the others were watching. That is what he had hoped for. He looked at all of them before shaking his wrist one time to get some of the blood off his gauntlet. At this point, the Slayer was wondering who he was going after first. As the demons began to fire their weapons again, he brought out his rocket launcher.
"OH SHIT!" One of them yelled as he spotted the rocket. The rocket hit Lux and Ricky head on and knocked the rest down. The Slayer then brought out his pump shotgun to gun some of them down.
From the ground one of the demons who got hit hard by the explosion of that rocket watched this human. He saw the human firing his weapon that was once again brought out of nowhere. Blasting each one of the demons with perfect accuracy. Esthon was gunned down by the human. He then saw Aadam blasting him with rounds from point-blank range but it didn't even hurt the man. He got a shotgun shell to the face and was killed automatically. He then saw Montrel rush the human when he ran out of bullets and try to hit him over the head with his gun. But the human grabbed his arm and restricted him. The human then pointed the shotgun at his chest and unleashed a round which sent the demon flying backwards.
This smaller demon had seen enough. This was a losing battle and he would save fate. He then went to hall ass back to the alleyway he came from and take cover. Well, actually it was more to hide in as there was no hope for survival in this fight. HE knew that this guy was stronger than he was made out to be. "That god damn snake." He thought to himself. The demon wasn't going to try and fight the Slayer anymore, he knew this was a losing battle and would wait it out until the human left.
As the Slayer was in the middle of fighting those other demons, JT took out a sharp knife and bull-rushed the Slayer from behind. He then jabbed the knife into his exposed skin. But what happened next was something he never predicted. The knife simply bounced off the Slayer's skin, not even piercing it. The demon then looked down at his knife in fear and disbelief while slowly backing away. It was plenty sharp enough and he used enough force where it would surly pierce flesh. After a few seconds, he could see the Slayer's feet standing in front of him. He slowly looked up to see the Slayer looking down on him. He partially jumped at the sound of the Slayer's doom blade extending outwards, but that fear only lasted a few seconds as the blade went through his head.
The Slayer looked around to see if he got them all. Then he remembered the shooter on top of the building and turned his head towards it. That was his next location. He proceeded towards the back of the building to catch the demon by surprise and he did indeed. When he got up there the demon was looking down on the street to see where the Slayer was but let out a faint yell as he turned around to see the Slayer. In his attempt at an escape, he fell backwards and fell right on his ass. It didn't feel great but he knew this human was still proceeding towards him, he tried to crawl away but ran out of real estate as he bumped against the edge of the roof. The Slayer grabbed him by his shirt and held him up in the air and over the edge of the building.
"WAIT, WAIT. IT was JUST a JOB. N-NOTHING PERSONAL. W-WE were PAID. We don't know WHO YOU ARE," Rocko pleaded. But it didn't seem to matter as the Slayer dropped him. Rocko let out a scream as he was sent free-falling to the ground. The Slayer didn't bother to look. He just turned around and proceeded on his way. He leaped off the building and landed on his feet to walk away from the blood bath he just created. He didn't care to much about the fact that the demon said that this was a job. You try and kill the Slayer, he will do what his name intends.
Sir Pentious lair, Pentagram City
"All of that was just sssso unexpected," Pentious said. It had been around forty-five minutes since all of that went down. Pentious was trying to use his intellect to come up with an answer and maybe even a solution to what could be a newer problem.
"We told you he was strong boss man," said by an egg boi.
"I REALIZE THAT. BUT there is strong and then there is really STRONG!" Pentious exclaimed. "Oh bits, This was really not the outcome I expected. I MEAN THAT IS a human right?"
"Gee sir, we don't really know what humans are," one of the egg bois responded, but pretty much responded for all of them as they didn't know either.
"WELL, I...I guess you don't," Pentious said as he didn't have something good to yell about.
Sir Pentious somewhat jumped out of his seat as he heard the backdoor of liar bust open. A very worried expression filled his face. His remaining egg bois grabbed their weapons and pointed them towards the door. He expected the worst and the worst was the fact that the human had found him. He saw a figure come in and the figure was nothing close to that of a human. No, it was the only demon from his hired crew that was still alive, the only one who managed to escape from the Slayer's hands. This surprised Sir Pentious as he didn't think any of them survived. This one was the shortest demon out of all the hires and was covered in a type of dark grey fur. He was a bit banged up and really out of breath as he went as fast as he could to get away. Pentious watched as the demon walked over to him with a gun in one of his many hands. He grabbed Pentious's collar with one and held a gun to his neck with another.
"I want...my...money," the demon said in and out of breath. "That madre di puttana...can't be killed. You put us in a SUICIDE mission." the demon didn't care that the minions of this Sir Pentious were holding weapons at him. He didn't have care in the world.
"He isss just a human! I had no idea that he would be so strong. HE'S new to hell, Even my genius mind couldn't have predicted that!" Pentious responded with his hands up. He still tried to act cocky and in control, but he knew he fucked up big time.
"Just...pay...up. If...you think you can kill...him, be my...fucking guest," the demon said.
Pentious was hesitant. But he saw what he did and basically, he could just reward him for surviving. "Alright, alright, you win," he said as he slithered away to go access his money. The egg bois lowered their weapons as they figured Pentious wasn't going to have this demon killed. He grabbed the money that was promised. He also saw a bottle of liquor that he typically never used cause drinking wasn't a regular occurrence with him. But he knew that a lot of people in hell drank so he assumed this demon would. "You do not seem in the greatest shape. May I offer you a drink?"
The demon gave him an extremely cold look at first. But then looked interested as he could use one right about now. "Can't say I...can ever fucking refuse that," the demon said. Still keeping a weapon in one of his many arms, he walked over to the table where the money and the alcohol was.
"YOU ALL are dismissed," Pentious spoke to only the egg bois and they all did leave the room. Now it was just the two of them in here. "What isss your name? I hadn't bothered to ask any of those other guys," he asked as he poured him a glass.
"Does it matter?" The demon asked coldly.
"THERE is nothing wrong with learning the name of the people you do businesssss with," Pentious responded in a confident tone. He looked down at the demon and saw he was hesitant to speak. But he found it logical as well.
"Arackniss. There, happy now? Ya don't gotta bother telling me your name, I'm well aware of who you are," Arackniss responded. Not too much of a happy tone to his voice. He didn't think Sir Pentious was hot shit.
"Well yes, I am QUITE a popular specimen around hell," Pentious said adjusting his bow tie.
"Mhm," Arackniss said mid-drink as he wasn't convinced about that statement. He then thought to himself for a minute as he had a new thought. "Look, I don't normally give two fucks about asking why someone wants someone dead. Been a part of the mob my whole fucking life and basically been in it in the afterlife too. Shit like this is normal. But I want to know why you wanted this guy dead."
"Well. I wouldn't exactly say I wanted him completely dead...it had been rumored that I had made myself a new enemy. AND with a new enemy, one must scout out the competition. So I wanted to see what thisss new human could do," Pentious responded.
"Really? So you had no intention of us killing him? Sent us to do your dirty work?" Arackniss asked seeing if he truly did send them on a death mission. His tone went back to serious.
"It was a 50/50. Either you killed him, which gets rid of that competition, or at least hurt him to where I could find a weakness. No, I did NOT know any of that was going to occur. I had scenarios brilliantly thought out in my head but that was something I didn't expect. With finding out how strong my opponent truly was, I would hire others to test it for me and-. Hmph. The more I say this plan of mine out loud, the more flawed I am coming to realize it is," Pentious said.
"No fucking shit. If that ragazoo is looking to kill you, you're as good as dead. That motherfucker doesn't die. He moves so fast and is relentless in his onslaught. You and the rest of these...eggs? Don't stand a chance in fucking hell," Arackniss said with no pun intended and he flat out meant it.
"I would not like to think about that now as there is a chance this human doesn't know who I am. But I still don't understand how he came out of all that without a scratch on him," Pentious said as he placed a hand on his chin.
"If I had to guess, it was that fucking armor he was wearing. THAT shit is nothin' like I've ever seen. I would bet my entire afterlife that he didn't find that shit in hell and I would be damned if he got that shit on earth. That armor is some of the most durable material I have ever seen, we hit this guy with rockets and high-powered rifles and fucking nothing came from it," Arackniss said. He still didn't know how any of that was possible.
"That'sss what I had thought too. I could only imagine if I could possess such armor. That bitch Cherri and god damn Angel Dust wouldn't stand a chance against me!" Pentious claimed as he held a fist in triumph.
"Angel Dust?" Arackniss asked, making sure he heard that right.
"Yes, Angel Dust, that putrid adult filmmaker," Pentious said as he found all of that disgusting.
"That sounds like my shit head of a brother," Arackniss said pouring himself another glass.
"BROTHER? He is your brother?" Pentious asked.
"Yes. When you have a whole ass family in the mob, they're more than likely going to end up down here with you. That's not a problem is it?" Arackniss asked looking him dead in the eyes.
"Uh no. It issss not a problem," Pentious responded in a defensive tone.
"I'm just fucking with you. I could give a shit what my brother does and what I assume is a lot of weird shit. If you want to kick his ass, be my guess," Arackniss said.
"Oh. I see," Pentious responded. Once again he failed to sense a joke.
Arackniss downed the next glass where it would start to numb out the pain coursing through his body. "If we are done here, I am going to lay low for a few days. No doubt that fucker will remember me if he sees me and will want to finish what he started."
"Right, right. But you seemed pretty proficient with a weapon, what if I needed a gun for hire again?" Pentious asked.
"I don't see a huge possibility in that happening. Unless the money was really fucking good. And I would need you to clarify exactly who the hell I am set to kill so something like that doesn't occur again," Arackniss explained. He would stick by those requirements.
"That seems FAIR enough," Pentious responded.
"It better be," Arackniss said before taking his leave out of the warehouse. Pentious saw that he kept his gun at the ready and kept it close as he reentered the streets of hell.
666 News Station, Pentagram City
"Okay we are going live in 5...4...3...2..1," said by the demon controlling the main camera.
"Welcome back once again hell, I'm Katie Killjoy," Katie said.
"And I'm Tom Trench," Tom said. "We have a number of top stories for you today. Our first story is-" He was cut off as the doors to the room flew open.
"HEY, I got something to say GAH," Rocko yelled but was cut off as the security team trucked his ass.
"Oh goody, it seems someone has INTERRUPTED the broadcast," Katie said trying to keep a smile.
"First time that has happened in a long time," Tom said.
"Care to share jackass why you interrupted our broadcast?" Katie asked Rocko as he was still being held down by the security team.
"This a fucking news station and I have some important news to share," the demon explained.
"Oh really? And because you have some little news story to share just like the millions of other demons down here, it makes you some special fellow?" Katie asked rhetorically.
"I-I ain't say that. I got some big news to share. And I didn't know where else to go than to a literal fucking news station," Rocko said pleading his case.
"Well you look like shit, so the place you should be going to is a fuckin shower. We have a scheduled program and can't just take some random fucking interview from any irrelevant demon that trots in here," Katie responded.
"I'm telling you, you're gonna wanna hear it," Rocko said again. His somewhat torn shirt was grabbed by Katie as she got up close and personal.
"You are fighting a losing battle here," Tom said from behind Katie.
"Man why are you being so god damn stubborn?" Rocko asked, but didn't get a good response from that.
"Look here you filthy degenerate, I do not give TWO SHITS about what kind of weak story you have or WHY YOU interrupted my broadcast. You better be on your way before I crush you," Katie said while making a fist with her other hand to add a mental image to the situation.
"Yo-You fucking will if its about the human!" the demon cried.
Katie let out an annoyed sigh. "Really, this again? Do none of you have anything new to share?"
"It is important I tell you this. No, fuck that, not just you but all of hell," Rocko said, trying to draw in the attention of the crowd.
"I mean, It could be interesting," Emmett said from behind the scenes.
"I don't give a shit what you think," Katie responded coldly.
"I am aware," Emmett responded.
"Well, we are still live Katie. And news about the human could make for a decent story. At this point you might as well let him say what he wants to say," Tom said. Katie wasn't thinking about that during all of this and it may make her look bad if she said no.
"What ya want us to do? Kick him out?" One of the security demons asked.
"No, he can stay." She then let out a sigh. "Alright then degenerate. Here is your BIG chance. go sit yourself in that chair over there behind the desk and come out with your little story. But I swear if you wasted all this time barging in here to give us a shit story I'll break you. To keep it simple, it better be good if you want to KEEP your head."
"Oh it will be good," Rocko said as he followed her instructions and sat down.
"Alright hell, still with us? If you just, just joined in, this... what is your name?" Katie asked.
"Rocko," he responded.
"Okayyy Rocko over here claims to have a juicy story about the new human in hell. Why don't we have a listen," Katie said as she still spoke with fake joy.
As usual, this broadcast went through every TV throughout hell, even outside the pride ring. Demons all over had stopped what they were doing to hear whatever this was. Even the Slayer himself saw the broadcast.
From another part of the city, the Slayer caught the word human in his ear. He saw a collection of TVs in the window and he noticed the demon talking was the one he dropped from the building. He may have underestimated the durability of these demons. Whatever this was, it was clearly about him. There were already multiple demons watching these TVs, so the Slayer just kept his distance, but could still hear what was being said about him.
The demon let out a sigh as he sat between Katie and Tom. "I go by Rocko. I as well as many others had a run-in with this man. We were hired to take him out, simple fucking bounty. We hit this guy with everything we had, explosives, different kinds of rifles, knives, every kind of weapon. Not a single thing we did killed him. No, let me rephrase that, not a single thing we did left a scratch on his entire body or his damn armor. That armor, whatever it is seems invincible. He somehow made guns appear out of thin air, I still don't know how he did that. That human is nothing like normal humans. HE...is not normal in any sense. He-He's so fast. So strong. I'm telling you, that could be one of the strongest humans of all time. The guy is just pure anger. I think he hates all and will kill without mercy. I still don't got a damn clue where he came from but he is someone that you should just fucking avoid completely. I don't even know if the overlords of hell could match him. Just stay away."
When the demons heard somebody gasp at something behind they all turned around to finally notice the Slayer standing behind them. The Slayer didn't bother making any kind of eye contact with any of them and just kept watching the screens. But he could see them all moving to get away from him. Once they all were well enough away, the Slayer took a few steps in to get a little closer to the screen.
"Well wasn't that just exciting information. Not to much of a story in my opinion but whatever. Before we go on with our next story, I think it would be a good time for a break," Katie said, clearly brushing off anything that was just said. And it didn't take long for the feed to cut. The Slayer believed that was all that was going to be said. He then looked to his right and then to his left to see if anyone was around. Some were, they were just avoiding him now. He watched as this news station went to commercial and just stayed there staring at the TVs.
All of hell was watching now.
The Slayer started to think of some outcomes to come out of this and he predicted a few different outcomes. One of the outcomes would be himself becoming a bigger target than he appeared to be. Or, he'd become the most feared man in hell once again. Something that he was already use to.