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? ? Mighty Issue #23 ? ?
??????????? illicit "The Inferno Chronicles" ???????????
??????????? Liquid By James Hetfield ???????????
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Here I stand, staring out upon the carcass of the
Cyber-Demon Lord. I don't even know HOW I managed to kill
him, it's all a blur to me. I just had a vision of running
around on an adreneline kick, firing away with this rocket
launcher I had found, upon a miracle, in a small room close to
here. Everything I had was destroyed by the blast from his
cannon... all I am left with is this pistol. I'm not in the
grestest of positions right now, as you can tell.
+++
Let me tell you a little about myself. My name's
Scott, but no one ever calls me that. I was a marine, a damn
good marine at that. One of the best, I think. But that did
not matter because I did something very dangerous that marines
are not allowed to do. I thought for myself. One time a
superior officer of mine told us to fire upon unarmed
civilians. I wouldn't let him. I stopped him. I... well...
I shot him. For this chrime, I was sent out to the toxic dumps
on Mars, where I was stationed for FOUR YEARS. Four years of
not even seeing a female human... It wasn't fun, believe me
when I tell you that. Well, out here, Mars has two moons,
Deimos and Phobos. Had, I should say. Well, The Scientists
and Inventors have been playing with a new item they have
made, that basically can "Warp" something from the moon Phobos
to the moon Deimos. Well, it sounds like a great idea, but
let's just say that the warp thing wasn't totally operational
yet. They would send things, or people, in one end, and they
wouldn't come out the other. Or they wouldn't come out the
other in the order they initially went in. Like the Volunteer
from Pennsylvania. He stepped in the thing in fine shape, but
at Deimos only his torso came out. Well, as you can see, the
thing had some bugs in it. And these bugs began to show
themselves a little more clearly as of late. Some things
began coming OUT of the warp door that never went IN... at
first this didn't seem to be a big deal. But... then things
got worse. The warp doors went beserk. they wouldn't
"Listen" to the inventors, they did what they wanted. And
then it happened. No one knew HOW, or WHY, but it happened.
Deimos simply disappeared out of the sky. Vanished. The
scientists got so scared they locked and sealed the doors
leading to the Warp door... but it was too late. They had
already started coming out. Few at first, then many after.
The locked and sealed doors couldn't hold them, for they were
of nothing ever seen my mortal men... they were supernatural,
they were of another kind of world. And they were evil. VERY
evil.
I was assigned to one of the rescue teams. We were a
small unit, and I was one of the ones that wasn't even
assigned any firepower. I just got a pistol. Like a pistol
is going to stop some supernatural being. I'm going to get
plastered onto the wall by some goulie... Well, it doesn't
matter anyway, I'm not afraid of death. Death might be a lot
friendlier than my present surroundings...
So we broke up into search teams, to try to find
anyone alive, or any of these creatures... we all had portable
communicators, so we'd be able to report in if there was any
problems. Well, there were problems. One of them consists to
all that was heard over the commincators were screaming,
gunfire, and strange animal noises. Now, I'm not sure if my
comminicator is broken or not, but I doubt it is. I think the
rest of the team is dead. And now they're all coming for me.
You know, I'd much rather be in Chicago right now, no matter
WHAT the temperature is there...
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I don't know how I survived this long, but I have. I
have gotten through the toxic waste dumps in Phobos. I have
traveled through the warp door to Deimos, which I have
discovered is hanging above hell itself. I have been through
a war and have lived. And now I stand next to the fruit of my
triumph. The Cyper-Demon Lord, lying dead on the floor. He
was the cause of all this damage. It was him that was able to
take over Deimos and suck it out of our galaxy. And now he
has parished. My only troubles now is getting back home.
Considering the only way I can possibly go to get anywhere is
though hell, I guess that will be where my journey will take
me. What I find down there, only God... or other beings, know.
I reppeled down a long rope onto the surface of hell.
Right now, I find myself in this small room that I fell into
after jumping off the rope down onto the surface. The walls
are of some very dry wood all entangled with each other. at
this end there seems to be some kind of fleshy creature
attached to the wall. I slowly raise my hand to touch the
ceature, and suddenly an eye opens and starts looking at me!
Then, all the walls around me start to decend... This all
happened very fast and I didn't have much time to think about
it. Well, when the walls around me were completely gome, I
looked around and saw a quite barren wasteland I had seen from
above while climbing down to the surface... the ground was all
dead wood and dirt, and the few trees lying around were
scorched and dying.
*WOOSH*. A fireball went flying by my head. a little
bit of my hair was aflame and I quickly batted it out while
looking around for where that came from. I saw an imp in the
distance, staring directly at me, ready to cough up another
one of those fireballs in my direction. Pulling out my
pistol, the only weapon i have, I aimed right at the heart of
that fucker and fired 6 bullets right into his chest.
Needless to say, he went down. I felt a little better after
doing this, my confidence level gained a bit. I was quite
worried because of not having any real weapons with me, all of
them being blown to smitherines from the shot of a rocket by
my pal the Demon Lord, even my armor was in shreds... but now
I was beginning to feel a little better, my pistol maybe being
enough for now until I find something else lying around...
there was to be weapons lying around hell, right? It'd only
be natural...
I was woken out of this little daydream by another
fireball hitting me directly in the back. This one dropped my
confidence level quite a bit when I felt my skin scorching
under the temperature. I quickly got up and aimed my pistol
behind me. There I saw another blast heading straight for
me. It landed about a foot in front of me, blinding me. This
is not a happy day, I thought to myself. I then looked
in the direction of the imp that was attempting to fillet
me. I shot my gun off about 5 or 6 times, until I heard his
carass slam onto the ground. I sighed from relief as I looked
over his body. I had hit him in the head 3 times. Not that bad
for not being able to even see. I only had 3 bullets left, I
better keep them until an emergency. I once again, having a
chance now to fully scope out the area, looked around. I saw
in the distance to the north a building, which I started to
walk towards. It consisted of a great door and a skull
Implated on each side of the wall. I also found a few boxes
of bullets conveinently lying outside the doors. It looks
like they were planning all this. I looked around the
building but couldn't find anyway inside except the door,
which didn't have a doorknob or anything of the sort. And I
was not exactly about to knock, either. Thinking to myself, I
leaned up against the wall. I accidentally bumped the skull
implanted there and his eyes lighted up. Interesting was the
only word that came to mind. Then I heard the door
mechanically open. I sheepishly peered inside to find a
beautifully contrived giant ball of flame approaching me at
full speed. I jerked myself out of the doorway as the flame
past by... No matter how many times you're close to death, you
just never get used to it. Well, out of this door pops out
one of the ugliest beasts I have run into yet. They're called
Cacodemos, and they can be easiestly described as big floating
spheres with an eye and a mouth that spits fire. They're not
cute. Nor are they easy to defeat. I was able to kill these
buggers a few times, WITH A PLASMA GUN. But with a pistol?
And a few rounds of ammunition? I'm toast. Literally. Well,
I don't have time to think about this. He's floating towards
me right as we speak. He looks hungry. He looks angry. Just
what I need, a Supernatural Hungry floating bastard. Time to
learn how much can really be done with a pistol...
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