The Devil-Killers

Deep in a dark abandoned castle in Europe

Deep, deep, deep down in the dungeon depths. Are the darkness-seekers. The dimension-rippers, the bringers of the end. Completely alone able to harness havoc, to create chaos.

OCCULTISTS: Veni, veni ad nos unum tenebris.

With each word that is spoken, a red circle glows brighter and brighter on the ground. The walls trembling, the ground quaking, the roof shaking, though they do not fear. The continue their demonic gregorian chants.

The chants can be heard echoing outside of the castle. Their negativity is like a storm brewing overhead.

Though they aren't alone.

LUKE: Alright boys and girls, time to handle this little noise complaint.

A mysterious young man with a cross-shaped scythe in his hand. Watching from the roof of the humongous maze of European architecture.

The Young Man looking around like an excited tourist. Not like a man on a mission to destroy darkness. Either he is under-prepared or the occult is under-prepared for him.

This young man whistled and skipped through these dark halls. As if this wasn't a place where people were tortured to death. Or that this wasn't a place where potential evil was gathering.

This is nothing but another day at the office for him.

Coming up to the brewing armageddon. The chants reverberated off the stone walls.

LUKE: Some of you need to go back to choir school. Man! those are some dog whistle notes you're hittin!

Luke covered his ears as he came up

OCCULT LEADER: You cannot stop us now Light-Fighter!

LUKE: I mean I have a weapon, you don't. I kick ass, you don't. preeetty sure I can stop you.

OCCULT LEADER: You cannot stop us, because you're too late.

Out from the red circle, a body emerged from the ground. Floating up towards the roof. With every inch it climbed towards the roof the entire building tremored.

A ferocious beast dropped down from his hovering back to the ground. Blood drooling from its mouth. Towering over each and everybody in the mob. His horns scraped against the roof.

A tall and lanky monster, heaving with guttural growls.

LUKE: Actually, I was waiting for you to summon this crackhead.

All the hooded figures looked confused amongst each other.

OCCULT MEMBER: But isn't your mission to stop us?!

LUKE: Oh it is. Best way to do that is to destroy the portal and portal makers!

Luke playing with his scythe, twirled it around like a baton.

LUKE: So it's curtains for you and your little ugly pet.

OCCULT LEADER: You may try Light-Fighter! Belial! Tear his skin from his bones! Feast!!

RRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Belial charged forward. Luke blocked both of his dagger-like claws.

Luke parrying it away. Using such force to push Belial's entire body back. The demon was surprised that a human could possess such strength. Charging to the demon with his scythe behind him.

Slashing right through Belial's stomach.

RRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!

Belial screeching in pain. Holding his stomach, blood gushing out of his gut.

OCCULT LEADER: Belial! calm down!!

Belial's body snapped and popped. He morphed and bones cracked in and out.

Doubled and tripled in size. Becoming a different beast entirely. Spikes from his body protruding and stabbing in all different directions.

OCCULT MEMBER: Belial please contro- GUCK!

Whether he meant to or not, his body began piercing through members.

LUKE: come on big guy. Let's get a move on with it.

Luke impatiently waited. Simply sidestepping each and every spike that lanced toward him.

LUKE: Alright tired of waitin'!

Luke sliced down on the beast. His swing had so much power behind it, he chopped through the air with a red ring behind it. Even with this new transformation, blood splashes out from the wound that Luke cut open earlier.

Belial snarled and backed away from Luke. Like a wounded beast trying to get away from the apex predator. Luke walks him down. Not a single ounce of fear in him.

Belial suddenly remembered exactly what he was, a demon. Blitzing forward to Luke. Luke dashed to him as well.

CLANG!!! SPLLSH!!!

The scythe cutting through Belial's chest. More blood sploshed out from his body. Luke ducked under Belial's iron claws.

Belial morphed mid-fight, mid-injury. Shape-shifted underneath a scythe slash.

Luke and Belial rushed to her one more time. This time Belial took a more draconian form.

Luke pulled back his scythe, this time he swung with all the force in his hips. Cutting the air and created flame with his slash.

FWOOSH!

This flame slice is the final cut needed to put Belial down. Cremating him almost instantly.

Luke let out an exhale.

LUKE: Alright, not too bad. My job is done here.

Luke just slung his scythe over his shoulder. Began to walk away.

OCCULT LEADER: Aren't you going to finish me?

Luke turning his head to the side. Not even benefitted him with a full turn. Seeing that only he and a couple others of the cult remained.

LUKE: Ha! Nah my job is done. I took out the demon and the demon summoners. Ya don't have enough people to summon anymore.

OCCULT LEADER: You think your job is done?! Oh my dear, Light-Fighter, your job is far from done.

OCCULT LEADER: Do you think that we are the only summoners Light-Fighter? That we are the only ones summoning demons and other worldly beings?

OCCULT LEADER: Do you think that Eidenburgh is the only place in the world we are stationed?

OCCULT LEADER: My dear, Light-Fighter we are one of the many bottom of the totem pole of summoners. There are many MANY of us all over the world.

OCCULT LEADER: We are ants! Compared to these elephants of power! So I am happy that you did your job rather easily. Because you will face much MUCH stronger foes than I.

OCCULT LEADER: Some I have never even met before.

OCCULT LEADER: Some have terrifying reputations.

OCCULT LEADERS: Others I am not even able to speak of!

OCCULT LEADER: Our leader of course. You have no idea what you are getting into!

LUKE: Cool thanks. I'll keep that in mind.

Luke continued walking away. Letting the Occult Leader yell after him. Like a tiny dog yapping at him.

Luke walking through the same halls he came through. Retraced his steps back to the same roof above the castle.

LUKE: pft! You swear like you're the only one who has badass friends!

LUKE: I know we're in a war. Trust me, I know we're gonna win too.

END

(Hello! This is author's note. So I used the "Wonder" an A.I. art generator app. So there are some limitations that come with that. Some art might not be consistent, or might have some errors in them. I know and I am sorry that I can't do much about that for the moment. I hope it doesn't break too much immersion. Thank you for the support and hope you enjoyed your read.)