– In the Six Path which was hidden beyond observation ; one would find themselves entering the hidden pathways in the Prison Structure ; overseeing the rest of the Blocks as well as the Prison Warden and his respective staff’s lounging area and patrolling grounds . This place is filled with mechanical contraptions filled with video cameras , bots and various traps for intruders however for the most part they are in ruins . Someone , or something had done this. You can say , the Biggest Evil lies within somewhere at the root of this place.–
” Red Alert ; Red Alert – File out and restrain all hostile threats . I repeat ; File out and restrain all hostile threats . Failure is not a option. Cell Block 2 should be most secure as there are troops already sent but to be careful still dispatch a group there.”
– The remaining guards would file out from their last safe chamber ; a group of 20 soldiers ready to apprehend anyone who resisted them and as they knew before their departure that they were the last unit in Hellgate they weren’t going to slack off one bit . They had knowledge of those who came to assist and applauded them for their efforts deep in their hearts , as they continued to file out their gear were the only things keeping them alive and aware of their own situation as the infared goggles kept them able to see in this obsidian darkness with no other options available but their valor to keep them moving forward they held no other motive to keep them going . They wanted to keep the prison safe , but it wasn’t long before the units had split up into groups of 4 , with 5 Soldiers in each group . As the group split they would each go in a different direction ; with each one going towards one of the first four hallways leading to the cellblock . –
– Their voyage moved on quite nicely , having not encountered much of a problem at first glance and it would stay this way until they neared the back entrance of the First block , but soon they would find a black haired male in a suit standing in front of them with a dead guard in his hand and a sharp object in the deceased’s head. –
First Unit Captain :” Drop the Guard and put your hands above your head ! Any form of resistance or disobedience will be seen as a act of aggression and we will fire immediately.”
Celtan : ” I don’t take orders . ”
– The Man pulled the pen out of the male’s head and threw it directly at the helmet of the Captain ; penetrating it’s head and piercing the left eyeball of the male ; leaving him in great pain and agony while he attempted to regain his composure , something easier said then done . Within that moment of pain the other Soldiers began to fire , but their bullets would end up carving themselves deep into the Guard’s body that Celtan still held , further desecrating the body as it was riddled with those bullets. Once the raining barrage of bullets ended Celtan’s fish slowly became visible near the sides of the Unit’s formation and both devoured the heads of the two on the side , leaving only the Wounded Captain and the two Guards in the back of the formation shaking . –
Celtan :” Now.. Shall we play ? ”
– The Second Unit’s moved quiet peacefully down their hallway but they didn’t let down their guard even so , but as their patrol continued towards the second Cell block they would find a mass of dead guards just laying upon the now stained passage-way. Seeing this display they would continue moving forward, propping their guns up to be sure they didn’t let their guard down. They continued their walk , finding that there was a turn to be taken in a few more steps , taking that turn they would find a male at the end of the hall . Within his hand was a disembodied head , and a body that would fall lifeless to the floor ; clearly having been attached to the head as the spine itself would be seen still held firmly to the underside of the head itself . The male was wearing a gas mask and had a severe burn mark on one of his eyes ; a indication that something had happened in the past that wasn’t able to be healed easy. There was a second person on the scene , a female that would appear standing behind the male himself. –
Second Unit Captain : ” Fire with no restraint ; he’s clearly one of the criminals let free . Don’t stop until he’s down ! ”
– The Moment the Male turned over to look upon them he kicked the gun that was held by one of the fallen guards up and shot out a bullet which would ricochet off the walls, one of them killing a guard on the side and not before long a black shroud surrounded that male’s body and he was revived as a embodiment of chaos and would soon begin firing randomly at the other guards ; and not before long whoever was shot would end up being infected as well and the process would continue until they were all dead. However the soldiers would continue to keep coming , this wave being the guards that have been already present but choosing now to come and attack full force on the pair. –
Leilia : ” I got this Master Leone ”
– Without another word wasted the up to recently silent female would’ve kicked herself into gear and initiated her full on assault on the guards as they came to attempt pouncing them in this tight chamber , a full on firefight which was flawlessly executed and a perfect count of precision shots and not a single bullet wasted the hallway which was once full of guns firing was now dead silent as the symphony of bodies hitting the ground now came to an end –
Third Unit Captain : ” This is 3rd Division Captain calling in for confirmation of location of other units ? Over. ”
Fourth Unit Captain : ” We are here and within proxcimity of the next area ; over ”
Third Unit Captain : ” The silence means they must be under fire or have been eradicated, let this not hinder our progress onwards . We are reaching the checkpoint in a mom- ”
? ? ? ” You shall not…….. pass.”
– As the Unit attempted to finally reach the secondary base in which governs the area where the Cell blocks intersect something had blown it up , rising from the fire would be a group of ”kids” . Only one of them would be holding a gun , a handcannon if you will . At that moment the Guards had opened fire after a small period of shock that such kids would do such a thing , such a violent act. What came next was the kids seperating and pouncing the guards in such a rapid movement unseen by the untrained eye. The radio that they had kept on would soon be picked up by the leader of the small squad , the male with snow white hair and once he had turned on the radio he would press the button to allow himself to speak –
? ? ? :” Hellgate is coming to an end….. ”
Fourth Unit Captain : ” Who is this ? ”
? ? ? :” My name ? You can call me the Bringer of the Dawn…. The Dawn of Darkness. ”
Fourth Unit — Final Unit standing
– The Final Unit of 5 would continue moving forward, slowly becoming more concerned of the dangers that continued to rise ; how would they continue onwards ? Unknown to the Unit , in the next turn would be precisely where the Anti-God Gizora would spawn . How would they manage ? Darkness and Destruction was making Hellgate it’s Female Dog so to say. Nothing was looking well on the side of justice. Slowly but surely, the Moon would sink and the Sun would come to herald in a new age. –
Siege of Hellgate Arc Complete —-> Dawn of Darkness
The final five unit had no idea the dangers that lie ahead as the darkness was now starting to rise. Of all the creatures that could possibly await them as they turned the corner, they never would have envisioned that the very heart of all darkness was awaiting them. The walls and floor…the ceiling were all dripping in a foul substance that looked like blood but smelt vile like rotting corpses that had been in the sun for a week. Each step taken forward coated the shoes or boots worn by the unit and the gunge was at least five inches deep. There would be no actual physical beings to be seen at first. Though some may try to shine a light ahead to gauge the danger, their lights were snuffed out as crackles of electricity zapped and played havoc with their equipment. A low droning sound, like all power being sucked away by some force, was soon to be replaced by another.
One of the leaders, who held his gun forward could then feel something grab hold of his weapon. The force of this was enough for the leader to shudder and vibrate as the gun started to fall apart piece by piece. All the while the air thinned as though being sucked out of the corridor itself. This was all to make the unit members clutch at their own throats as they fought to breathe. If they turned to run there were five angelic looking creatures that appeared behind them. All of these were beautiful girls that were pouting at them sadly, as though they were feeling sorry for the troop. Was this an illusion of not getting enough oxygen?
A low and dark laugh came from the darkened expanse ahead, enough to make the unit turn away from the sad angels, who all were shape shifting in behind them now to scantily clad devil bitches. Licking their lips as though waiting for the chance to make their move. Course, Gizora loved more than anything to toy with his victims.
His jaw slackened, as he released a foul and terrible gas like cloud from his mouth, that swept all around the five that were standing before him, practically shitting themselves. The vapour like cloud swept around all the five, as though like lost souls that were seeking to get away from Gizora. They whistled and cried as they moved faster and faster till it became a blur of white lightning like energy that smashed through each and every solider, burning out their insides, as the skin on their faces melted off. Eyeballs turning into runny goo that ran down their white cheek bones, discoloured and vile. They were dying the worst possible death. Like marshmellows in a fire. Their screaming bodies falling in a pathetic heap, while the devil girls danced in the background. All extensions of the Destroyer. He was theatrical if anything.
Fran:” Awesome !”
– How odd it would’ve seemed that Charlie’s persona rubbed off onto Fran , but even then Fran was known for being crazy but not act like he was a child but that persona began to mend with him after all this time so now Gizora had both worlds within one person ; the Youngest Dark Lord . Fran would ride the bear further forward after Gizora had done what he had pleased to the Final troop of Guards ; leaving only one man left in this Building somewhere…. The Warden ; wherever and whoever that might’ve been . The Two and the Bear would make their way upon the turn and look down a long narrow hallway. It would seem to lead to the inner core of the Prison itself. If Gizora had used his senses he would be able to sense 4 other people in the other hallways and nothing standing in their way but a mechanical gate which was positioned a few feet away from them .-
– It was up to the Two to decide how to progress ahead , and now…………. To the other areas. –
– The Male Celtan stood surrounded by lifeless bodies that held not a single drop of fight within them , fully done in so that meant it was time to move onwards. Celtan continued his walk , finding himself walking along a metal pathway and across various reactors. At the end of his trail he found himself in a engine room ; it would seem that this was where the Cell Block’s reality were fabricated . The Reality Core . –
– The room was not as spacious as it would’ve been assumed , the power within this Core was highly concentrated and dense. The Prison will truly come crashing down in a manner of minutes if one just trashed the engine room . But first, Celtan struck his fist into the Core and caused it to malfunction ; several monitors would come online to show the problems that had arisen from the moment of contact –
Computer Systems:” Warning ; Warning ; Fabricated Realities are subject to termination ; I repeat – Fabricated Realities are subject to termination . Structure destabilizing ”
– Several red lights would go off in numerous chambers leading to the Core room, but this path however was hard to find , as the other paths were leading easily to the Warden’s office . Who would get there first ? –
– Nothing of interest has been going on since the fire fight besides the ringing of the red lights –
???:” It’s time .”
– The White Haired Boy would say as he noticed the red lights and the announcement being said at that moment in time warning people about the changes in the prison . The Male pulled out a phone and dialed someone – most likely a ally of some sort – and upon their inquiry on the nature of the call upon picking up the boy would reply with haste –
???:” There’s only one reason why I would call you . The Mission is nearing success ; bring the Dreadnaught-Class battle ship down in a couple of minutes for medium-sized extraction upon my order got it ? Stay on standby . ”
– The call ended but the message was sent , the ship loomed over the dawning horizon , hidden by the clouds –
To get to the very center of the Prison would mean having to break through various security systems. The likes of which Gizora had not encountered before. Sure, he was easily able to dismantle a weapon, but as they came to the next corridor, a metal like blast door with computer code was blocking their way. With Fran bringing up the rear on his battle bear, Giz glanced back and pondered if such a beast could break the door down. Give the Dark lord something fun to do. Might be amusing to see the bear knock itself out if it tried.
Instead, Giz ran his large sharpened claws down the exterior of the metal door, causing the most ungodly sound imaginable. Like nails on a black board multiplied by a thousand. For those on the other side, it would be enough to let them know that a door like this was not going to hold back the destroyer for long.
The first thing he did was rip off the control panel that had a light display on it, causing sparks and small crackles of electricity to come shooting out of the hold. Staring at the hunk of wires and computer chip board, Gizora threw it over his shoulder with a loud hmmph! He stared at the door again, and then yanked on another wire, only for a second blast door to be activated. This came down faster than a bank teller’s control grid. The fact it was so fast made Giz grunt. Bastards. They had to go and make this difficult.
So with both fists, he plunged them at the doors, causing the very floor to quake beneath his taloned feet. Massive dents appeared on the other side, and no doubt whoever was on the other side would know that they didn’t have much time. Fury grew as the doors held their strength, and so the Destroyer’s arms bathed in a bluish flame, so hot that it would easily melt lead.
Again and again, he smashed at the door, till finally he created a massive hole, that showed off the four idiots on the other side.
He waited for them to answer his riddle.
– The Soldiers began to shake in fear and attempt to back up while shooting their guns , however it would seem as if they were shooting purely out of fear and nothing further . Their fear had messed up their talents as sharpshooters and through that fear it had made them loose their chances of escaping the fury of the Destroyer . The Bear ran instinctively towards the Door and pounded like the Destroyer knew it would and where was Fran ? Nowhere to be seen until he appeared dragging a naked body across the hallway , but his hair had returned to a shade of white ; What was the purpose ? Possibly Fran had went to sleep and allowed the other Persona to take over for this point in time . –
Charlie:” One two three ; One two three ; Why is this naked Corpse much heavier then me ! ”
– Charlie could be seen wearing the same uniform as the guards , as if he adored the appearance but also it seemed to have looked quite nicely upon him but that would’ve also meant he held no quarrels with changing out in the open . Peculiar but also to be expected . Charlie would spin in place holding the body and throwing it through the hole ; aiming at the group of people who began to send bullets flying . This resulted in them riddling the corpse with bullets ; shooting off even……. his delicates . –
Charlie:” The Ground is all clear for you Master Gizora ! ”
One thing that can be said about the Destroyer was he actually had a very good sense of humor…just in a bad way. As much as he favored Fran, he had this little happy place in his heart for the wild and childish Charlie. It was odd, that in the Destroyer’s moment of smashing down the double blast doors, that Fran must had gone to sleep. Purposely, or not this allowed Charlie to re emerge….and what a return. Dressed now in a uniform that matched that of the guards, he sung out a riddle, that the Destroyer knew the answer too.
“Bahahahahaha. Charlie, it’s because the fat fuck ate too many donuts!” A broad grin displayed rows of razor sharp teeth, all gleaming as his lips drew all the way back. Gizora continued to laugh as Charlie spun the hapless body through the hole right into the direction of the wave of bullets that the guards were now firing. This gave the Destroyer perfect cover as the body took all the hits. It was practically dancing in the doorway as it was being blown apart. Even his penis went a flying. Blood spewing out of every hole and orifice. With the ground now clear, Gizora charged in, his horns blazing with fire as were his fists. Heads…popped off as he ripped through the four guards that were trying to flee for their lives. One guard was impaled on his gun, another….oh man, the Destroyer took his grenade off his belt and rammed it up his ass, before throwing him into an adjacent corridor.
“Come on Charlie….time to get to the center of this shit hole and give them HELL! Just my kind of Hell.”
Covered in blood and guts, the Destroyer couldn’t be happier.
– The Boy began to run down the hallway until it reached it’s end ; the Bear following and hopefully the Anti-God did as well . Once reaching the end which wasn’t further away anymore due to the distance they had made ; they would find themselves at a intersection which lead to a Office-room which most likely had to belong to the Warden of the Prison. Inside however ended up being a blood stained room filled with the stench of death and decaying organs . At the edge of the room however laid two people ; a Man and a Woman. –
Charlie:” Peeplezzz ! ”
Dark Lord Leone :”…….. You smell like the Destroyer . Does this mean he’s here to bring Hell to this Prison ?”
– The man said in a straight forward manner before returning to silence and looking out through the glass of the office . The shapely Female walked in front of him and spoke in his stead as he went onto the duty of cleaning his gloves of blood. The signs of organic mush scattered across the ground was a sign that he had gotten extremely messy just a few moments ago. –
Leilia :” Who is this person ? ”
Dark Lord Leone :” I don’t think I remember , but he does also smell like Fran . But he didn’t talk like that or look like that .”
– Charlie’s hair slowly shifted from the white colorization to black for a brief second and threw a physical implication through his brain to Leone’s and it was within that moment the Dark Lord of Chaos had came to the conclusion that it was Fran ; a longtime friend and ally the Dark Lord of Insanity and the Physical representation of Gizora’s premature mentality. –
Charlie / Fran : ” The Group is all assembled ! This Bear here is Onryo …… Or was. ”
– The Bear would let out a muffled noise within it’s closed lips and make circles around the three in the office . The group went into silence until the next person had shuffled in ; which would be Celtan. –
Path 1’s Ending
– Celtan would arrive at the end of the hallway after finishing up his business in the Engine room and starting up the countdown to destruction of the Prison , once there he would enter the Prison to find the others ; since he was born from Gizora he was able to ascertain who these people were through their link , as well as having the strongest connection to Gizora since he was made from a bit of her Brain and within that it would regenerate until it had formed Celtan ; more known as the Brain of Gizora and the Smartest one of the Spawns . –
Celtan:” Hello , you all. Is this everyone from Terakus or are there more coming ? Besides Father himself of course , however I know he’s on his way very soon .”
Leone :” I know the D-Gen Squad are still on their way , the formation of children who had helped started up this riot before you came . Your assault was the final push to allow the formers to succeed .”
Celtan : ” What was the Leader’s name ? ”
– The Door opened once more allowing the Captain of those troops in , and he would answer the inquiry himself ; doing so in a quite cheerful tune as he could see the results of his hard work has paid off and everything came together just as he had thought it would .-
???:” The Name’s Luke ; Luke : The Ambition of Gizora . Don’t ask what I just said , I didn’t stutter and I NEVER repeat myself. * Beep Beep* Oh it seems our transportation has arrived. ”
– What he had meant was the ideals of people going out to do what they set out to do , it had became it’s own person and this person was the most diabolical person when it came to tactics and planning ; second only to Celtan since he of course was the brain itself . Luke had the size of a child but the thought processes of a tyrant and a successful one at that. Of course since Celtan had heard what Luke had said , all this information would transfer over to Gizora’s brain . Outside of the Office would be the other children who were following Luke and of course since all this time had passed some large sound could be heard above , and Gizora should be near to the Office and entering when having finally made it. The Entire Family would be assembled once so. The beep was the sign that someone had called him but he of course ignored it since he knew who it was ; their way out of the prison. The Ship was hovering over the prison , getting ready to blow the roof off the prison to extract who it needed to.-
It was the coming together of all the parts, all the factions. Each having made their way through the prison to be reunited in this spot. Entering the office right after Charlie, and his battle bear – who in reality was the Dark Lord Onryo, the Destroyer sized up each of the group, one at a time. First of course, there was Dark Lord Leone and the female Leilia. His sense of smell off Charlie served him well. Gizora pinched a piece of muscle off his own shoulder before flicking it off like it was a speck of dust.
Charlie or rather Fran – as it was growing hard to tell with his hair fluctuating back and forth from white to black was more than happy to announce that the group was now assembling. And about bloody time too. With the ship now hovering over the prison ready to extract those that were waiting below, it was time to unleash a certain type of hell.
Luke made his almost all too cheery entrance, after Celtan inquired as to who the leader’s name was. Luke said his name twice and that was going to be the last time it was said by him. The wonderful part of having all these beings that were in fact extensions of the Destroyer himself, he was able to easily harvest all of their knowledge. An influx of memories, plans, conversations and facial recognition of up to a thousand souls that all worked for the Terakins.
“Gentlemen…and of course ladies.” The Destroyer started. “I think we pretty much gave the Alterian idiots a small show, but now it’s time for the final encore.”
Lifting his head the Destroyer snorted loudly as he raised both fists at the roof and you could see the metal and steel buckling and warping.
It gave clue to the officers on board the ship to blast the roof off, to allow all to be brought up to the ship to make way for the next phase of the operation.
Luke : ” Father ! You’ve come just in time , our transport has come .”
– The shaking motion erupted suddenly as Luke spoke, a strange noise grew louder and louder before it became clear what had happened. The office and the floor above it was being ripped clean off the prison by hooks laced with materials that were fitted for this exact purpose . The two other Dark Lords bowed respectfully to the Destroyer as he arrived, Leone done moreso then Charlie as he hopped over and hugged the Destroyer but of course the Brain of Gizora ; Celtan would bow his head in respect to him as well as he had nothing but respect for his Parent. The roof would open up by Luke instead , taking his Father’s gesture as indication . The boy had a handy gun after all , and it held quite the punch. –
– The ship would slowly ascend the detached office from it’s roots so the people inside wouldn’t have to move . Another reason for having pulled the structure off it’s initial area was so that the extraction would also take the escape criminals who all stood along one another on the destroyed roof of the prison .-
Charlie : ” That’s a giant ship ! ”
Leone : ” This is going to get some used to. ”
Leila : ” You’ll be fine m’lord .”
Celtan : ”This is family huh ? ”
Luke : ” Well then , shall we board ? ”