Chosen of The Gods

[ShieldCrown]

Location: New York City, United States.
Time: Tuesday June 2014,1:00 P.M.

A massive tear in the sky over the Big Apple had appeared only moments before hand and already thousands of demonic creatures were swarming all over the city slaughtering innocent civilians. The NYPD were trying their best to protect as many people as possible, but their weapons were practically useless and they were torn apart limb from limb. Several Heroes and the United States Army were deploying to save as many as they can. But something else was happening at this time, five individuals were being chosen by the old pantheons and granted incredible power, this is where their stories begin.

 

[Drasky]

Joshua woke up, he wasn't sure because he always slept in complete darkness but he felt different.

Firstly he could hear a commotion in the neighbourhood, which usually did not happen because it was mostly populated by old couples like his grandparents.

Next, he was awake. Joshua was the type that slept like a doornail, he definitely did not wake up in the middle of the night, it simply did never hapened to him, period.

Now that he thought about it, he could remember a bit of what he dreamt, something about temples, go-

-Not important.

He would just grab a glass of water and go back to sleep.

Getting out of the bed he went downstairs, to the kitchen. Though, when he got there he was treated to three unusual and inexplicable sights.

One, the kitchen lights were on.

Two, his couch was occupied by a gigantic monkey with blood red fur.

Three, someone was making tea.

No, the tea was pretty normal, a herb mix with a pleasant aroma if you are wondering, the weird thing was the person that was making it.

Slender, reasonably tall, with light brown hair and blue eyes, he looked like, well, himself.

No, he was like a carbon copy, a clone and he was now looking at him, and then it/he opened his mouth

"...Do you want some tea?"

"What."

 

[Camellia]

"Um." Diana glanced down at the lyre in her hands. "I play the piano? Not strings."

After getting no answer, Diana sighed and took a closer look at the lyre. It looked pretty sturdy... she probably wouldn't break it easily. And she knew a song that was pretty universal.

She quickly plucked at the strings. High middle low middle high high....

In the middle of the apocalypse, sitting in the Metropolitan museum's giftshop as her cousin looked for her, Diana played upon a divine instrument 'Mary had a Little Lamb'.

 

[ShieldCrown]

Joshua woke up, he wasn't sure because he always slept in complete darkness but he felt different.

Firstly he could hear a commotion in the neighbourhood, which usually did not happen because it was mostly populated by old couples like his grandparents.

Next, he was awake. Joshua was the type that slept like a doornail, he definitely did not wake up in the middle of the night, it simply did never hapened to him, period.

Now that he thought about it, he could remember a bit of what he dreamt, something about temples, go-

-Not important.

He would just grab a glass of water and go back to sleep.

Getting out of the bed he went downstairs, to the kitchen. Though, when he got there he was treated to three unusual and inexplicable sights.

One, the kitchen lights were on.

Two, his couch was occupied by a gigantic monkey with blood red fur.

Three, someone was making tea.

No, the tea was pretty normal, a herb mix with a pleasant aroma if you are wondering, the weird thing was the person that was making it.

Slender, reasonably tall, with light brown hair and blue eyes, he looked like, well, himself.

No, he was like a carbon copy, a clone and he was now looking at him, and then it/he opened his mouth

"...Do you want some tea?"

"What."

Click to shrink...

The large 7 feet tall red Howler Monkey glanced at you before looking towards your double. "I told you Boss, but it can't be helped now can it?" the talking monkey looks at you and continues speaking. "Now Boss, I know you probably have a lot of questions to ask but now ain't the best time."

A loud bang and a hideous looking creature is smashed through one of the walls. It looks up at you and screeches before the giant monkey stumps on it's head. "Case in point."

"Um." Diana glanced down at the lyre in her hands. "I play the piano? Not strings."

After getting no answer, Diana sighed and took a closer look at the lyre. It looked pretty sturdy... she probably wouldn't break it easily. And she knew a song that was pretty universal.

She quickly plucked at the strings. High middle low middle high high....

In the middle of the apocalypse, sitting in the Metropolitan museum's giftshop as her cousin looked for her, Diana played upon a divine instrument 'Mary had a Little Lamb'.

Click to shrink...

As you got the lyre in position you noticed a softly glowing symbol on the back of your left hand, Ω.

"hmm, a rather simple song and yet it gives a sense of humble innocence. Tell me, what is it called?" a voice asks next to you. You turn and see a ghost with a lyre, rather good looking for a spirit in a toga. "Ah where are my manners, I am Orpheus the Musician. Might I know your name, oh Daughter of Hades?"

 

[Camellia]

As you got the lyre in position you noticed a softly glowing symbol on the back of your left hand, Ω.

"hmm, a rather simple song and yet it gives a sense of humble innocence. Tell me, what is it called?" a voice asks next to you. You turn and see a ghost with a lyre, rather good looking for a spirit in a toga. "Ah where are my manners, I am Orpheus the Musician. Might I know your name, oh Daughter of Hades?"

Click to shrink...

"Um." Diana stared. "It's Mary had a Little Lamb? I thought I had to call for you for you to come? I mean, not that I want you to go or anything..."

She lowered the lyre carefully to the floor and folded her hands. "I'm, my name's Diana and, could you not call me Daughter of Hades? Because I'm pretty sure that my dad's not him and that Hades has a wife that's not my wife, I mean not my mom so I think that would be pretty rude. I think. Maybe. I'm pretty sure. But I could be wrong!" She shifted her legs and folded them in. "Hey, could you tell me what this is and how I can get rid of it?" She lifted up her hand. "My school doesn't allow tattoos or gloves and I don't want to get in trouble when I have to go back."

 

[ShieldCrown]

"Um." Diana stared. "It's Mary had a Little Lamb? I thought I had to call for you for you to come? I mean, not that I want you to go or anything..."

Click to shrink...

"Not always, some of us can come out if we want though we're a minority." Orpheus explains. He plays a few notes on his lyre, playing a melancholic melody that turns triumphant near the end.

She lowered the lyre carefully to the floor and folded her hands. "I'm, my name's Diana and, could you not call me Daughter of Hades? Because I'm pretty sure that my dad's not him and that Hades has a wife that's not my wife, I mean not my mom so I think that would be pretty rude. I think. Maybe. I'm pretty sure. But I could be wrong!"

Click to shrink...

"You are right that you weren't born as a Daughter of Hades, but now the God of the Underworld' s blood runs through your veins. I guess this is his way of adopting you as his own." The musician's spirit tilts his head and grins. "You are very funny for a Chosen."

"Hey, could you tell me what this is and how I can get rid of it?" She lifted up her hand. "My school doesn't allow tattoos or gloves and I don't want to get in trouble when I have to go back."

Click to shrink...

"I'm afraid to say you can't get rid of it, but you need not worry of your mundane associates seeing. As for what it is, that is a way for the supernatural to recognize your status as a Chosen."

Orpheus turns his head and smiles. "It appears your cousin is coming this way." he frowns "and they're being chased by Imps. You may wish to do something about that."

 

[Camellia]

"Not always, some of us can come out if we want though we're a minority." Orpheus explains. He plays a few notes on his lyre, playing a melancholic melody that turns triumphant near the end.

Click to shrink...

"Oh. Okay." Diana nodded. That made sense.

"You are right that you weren't born as a Daughter of Hades, but now the God of the Underworld' s blood runs through your veins. I guess this is his way of adopting you as his own." The musician's spirit tilts his head and grins. "You are very funny for a Chosen."

Click to shrink...

She wasn't going to comment.

"I'm afraid to say you can't get rid of it, but you need not worry of your mundane associates seeing. As for what it is, that is a way for the supernatural to recognize your status as a Chosen."

Click to shrink...

"Thanks for telling me." Diana frowned. She wasn't sure if she liked the idea of being recognized. Maybe she'd buy a pair of gloves to wear outside of school.

Orpheus turns his head and smiles. "It appears your cousin is coming this way." he frowns "and they're being chased by Imps. You may wish to do something about that."

Click to shrink...

"Cousin?" Diana tilted her head. "Oh, you mean June." Her eyes widened. "June!"

Diana sprang to her feet and grabbed her lyre. Adjusting the strap of her bag, she dashed out of her corner with superhuman speed and knocked over a rack of books.

"Ow!"

Then, more distantly, "Sorry!"

 

[Drasky]

The large 7 feet tall red Howler Monkey glanced at you before looking towards your double. "I told you Boss, but it can't be helped now can it?" the talking monkey looks at you and continues speaking. "Now Boss, I know you probably have a lot of questions to ask but now ain't the best time."

A loud bang and a hideous looking creature is smashed through one of the walls. It looks up at you and screeches before the giant monkey stumps on it's head. "Case in point."

Click to shrink...

Uh, guh.

Okay, Josh thought to himself, calm down and think clearly and rationally. To be honest it was pretty damm hard what with all the blood and gore strewn all over the floor.

Idly, he thought how lucky he was his grandparents were at the countryside visiting a friend of theirs, and not, well here.

At the same time more and more of the creatures began pouring through the hole in the wall.

Almost all of them were slaughtered by the monkey, except one. Which rushed his twin/clone?, and was promptly and anticlimatically turned into a red smear on the floor. Also the floor broke.

Through all this commotion was background noise to what Josh felt. His mind was full of new information that did not exist until a minute ago, about what was going on, about his twin, not a bodysnatcher it seems, and his deal with a pantheon for power.

Which he could even now feel at his fingertips. But he would focus on that later, he had some more immediate problems at the moment, no, his growing headache did not count as one.

"We need to get out of here, fast."

Calling out to the monkey he shouted.

"Take me to a place with a good vantage point!"

After some carefull deliberation and he also spoke to his double.

"Bring the tea with you, also biscuits, top drawer by the sink, ...take the box with raisins in them and you're no brother of mine."

 

[ShieldCrown]

"Oh. Okay." Diana nodded. That made sense.

She wasn't going to comment.

"Thanks for telling me." Diana frowned. She wasn't sure if she liked the idea of being recognized. Maybe she'd buy a pair of gloves to wear outside of school.

"Cousin?" Diana tilted her head. "Oh, you mean June." Her eyes widened. "June!"

Diana sprang to her feet and grabbed her lyre. Adjusting the strap of her bag, she dashed out of her corner with superhuman speed and knocked over a rack of books.

"Ow!"

Then, more distantly, "Sorry!"

Click to shrink...

You find June running from a group of ugly creatures, Imps apparently. "Diana run!" June said in a panic as the Imps gained ground.

The Omega symbol starts to glow brighter, you feel something tugging on your power and asking to be unleashed.

Uh, guh.

Okay, Josh thought to himself, calm down and think clearly and rationally. To be honest it was pretty damm hard what with all the blood and gore strewn all over the floor.

Idly, he thought how lucky he was his grandparents were at the countryside visiting a friend of theirs, and not, well here.

At the same time more and more of the creatures began pouring through the hole in the wall.

Almost all of them were slaughtered by the monkey, except one. Which rushed his twin/clone?, and was promptly and anticlimatically turned into a red smear on the floor. Also the floor broke.

Through all this commotion was background noise to what Josh felt. His mind was full of new information that did not exist until a minute ago, about what was going on, about his twin, not a bodysnatcher it seems, and his deal with a pantheon for power.

Which he could even now feel at his fingertips. But he would focus on that later, he had some more immediate problems at the moment, no, his growing headache did not count as one.

"We need to get out of here, fast."

Calling out to the monkey he spoke of the first landmark that came to his mind.

"Take me to a place withbuilding."

After carefull deliberation he also spoke to his double.

"Bring the tea with you, also biscuits, top drawer by the sink, take the box with raisins in them and you're no brother of mine."

Click to shrink...

Another giant howler monkey pops into existence, this one with white fur, and grabs you and your twin. This monkey and the red one from before run away from the house and you see the massive rip in the sky that was pouring out the "demons" attacking everyone. You see a group of police officers being attacked while they were try to evacuate your neighbors.

"Keep them off the civilians, watch out! ARGH!" The police sergeant was cleaved in two as a goat like demon swung a giant machete.

 

[Zedalb]

Its a beautiful scene of chaos to me. So many demons rushing out from the portal.

I watched as there leader patted me on the back and started barking orders.

It took me a few minutes to realize, that I as the champion of hell could give commands.
With command of many of these demons and a basic understanding of blood magic and rituals, I had to make the most of this. I can't imagine what happens to me if I fail.

So I start walking and finding the demons I need barking out orders.

"YOU TWO! Hell Lancers, On me your are my personal guards and assistants for the moment!"

"Imps and Demons you lot spread the word, bringing prisoners, healthy men, and god damn it Imps, I want every single corpse and weapon brought here as well, we are going to start recruiting for the army of the damed!"

"You Imps there, spread out, find any demon that knows about blood magic tell them I want them to come meet with me, now fucking move!"

I make my way to the basement even as I lay down more orders.

"You other two hell lancers, go find a swat team, kill them and have Imps bring me all there gear personally, I need some weapons and armor dam it. A hoodie does not a champion make!"

"You Imps, and demons come with me to the basement. Seal any drainage this basement has, knock down all the walls splitting it up and start setting up hooks on the ceiling, Were going to drain all these fucking corpses and fill this entire basement into a pool of blood"

I keep walking moving around between the portal and the basement watching work get down and repeating my same orders to more imps and demons. Bring all prisoners, corpses and weapons to the tower.

I will put a demon in charge of taking all the weapons and turning one of the floors into a rough armor.

I keep moving and relaying orders as I wait for my swat armor to come and my blood pool basement to start being filled by the corpses being brought as well as hopefully someone who knows something of blood magic.

 

[Camellia]

You find June running from a group of ugly creatures, Imps apparently. "Diana run!" June said in a panic as the Imps gained ground.

The Omega symbol starts to glow brighter, you feel something tugging on your power and asking to be unleashed.

Click to shrink...

Diana shrieked. "June!"

She, it felt a little like teleporting, but not, went down to June and took her by the hand, pulling her along.

Grinding her teeth, Diana shoved power at the tugging. She felt as though she could run faster, fast enough for the imps to never catch them, but she didn't want to hurt June. So she'd just have to bring the sort of people who wouldn't get hurt against them up.

 

[ShieldCrown]

Its a beautiful scene of chaos to me. So many demons rushing out from the portal.

I watched as there leader patted me on the back and started barking orders.

It took me a few minutes to realize, that I as the champion of hell could give commands.
With command of many of these demons and a basic understanding of blood magic and rituals, I had to make the most of this. I can't imagine what happens to me if I fail.

So I start walking and finding the demons I need barking out orders.

"YOU TWO! Hell Lancers, On me your are my personal guards and assistants for the moment!"

"Imps and Demons you lot spread the word, bringing prisoners, healthy men, and god damn it Imps, I want every single corpse and weapon brought here as well, we are going to start recruiting for the army of the damed!"

"You Imps there, spread out, find any demon that knows about blood magic tell them I want them to come meet with me, now fucking move!"

I make my way to the basement even as I lay down more orders.

"You other two hell lancers, go find a swat team, kill them and have Imps bring me all there gear personally, I need some weapons and armor dam it. A hoodie does not a champion make!"

"You Imps, and demons come with me to the basement. Seal any drainage this basement has, knock down all the walls splitting it up and start setting up hooks on the ceiling, Were going to drain all these fucking corpses and fill this entire basement into a pool of blood"

I keep walking moving around between the portal and the basement watching work get down and repeating my same orders to more imps and demons. Bring all prisoners, corpses and weapons to the tower.

I will put a demon in charge of taking all the weapons and turning one of the floors into a rough armor.

I keep moving and relaying orders as I wait for my swat armor to come and my blood pool basement to start being filled by the corpses being brought as well as hopefully someone who knows something of blood magic.

Click to shrink...

A humanoid Demon comes up to you looking like a man who's had all their skin peeled off, exposing raw muscle and bone. "You call for one such as I, Champion?" it's voice was like a cacophony of tortured screams from the pits of Hell, fitting for a demon.

Your "Blood Pool" was at knee height from all the bodies found in the building and the nearby streets. You had standard SWAT armor that stinked of Imps and blood. A Capra had handed you a dagger made of some Hell Beast' s fang that was the size of your forearm. You had noticed that the palms of your hands were branded with the inverted pentagrams common with anything relating to the demonic. You also were given a book made of the flesh of one thousand cultists, with the cover having a screaming face of a woman crying dried blood.

Your bodyguards looked like they were admiring some piece of art as they looked upon the hanging corpses dangling above the blood pool.

Diana shrieked. "June!"

She, it felt a little like teleporting, but not, went down to June and took her by the hand, pulling her along.

Grinding her teeth, Diana shoved power at the tugging. She felt as though she could run faster, fast enough for the imps to never catch them, but she didn't want to hurt June. So she'd just have to bring the sort of people who wouldn't get hurt against them up.

Click to shrink...

The blue flames of the Afterlife erupt in front of you as two dozen Spartans manifest themselves. "Sent these vermin back to Hell!" screamed the lead Spartan before they did battle with the Imps. It was a surprisingly short one as the Imps, caught off guard by the summoning of warriors were unprepared as the men of Sparta ripped them to shreds.

June looked like she was about to have a panic attack and look to you with a face that said 'Expalin, NOW!'

 

[Drasky]

Another giant howler monkey pops into existence, this one with white fur, and grabs you and your twin. This monkey and the red one from before run away from the house and you see the massive rip in the sky that was pouring out the "demons" attacking everyone. You see a group of police officers being attacked while they were try to evacuate your neighbors.

"Keep them off the civilians, watch out! ARGH!" The police sergeant was cleaved in two as a goat like demon swung a giant machete.

Click to shrink...

The next words are not said with any kind of inflection, they come out as if discussing the weather, or a newspaper article, but something cold lurks beneath it.

"Down, ...and keep some alive."

He is in perfect synergy with his twin, both of them hyperaware of eachother, though it is a pleasant suprise that each use their own energy pool, or whatever it is called.

Cabrakan: Stonebreaker

A minute ago the power he felt at his fingertips now cowers his whole body, he instictually knows that he has enough strenght to topple mountains, its an exilerating feeling.

His brother has gone a step further, he also seems to have transformed into a giant golden monkey.

Altogether they crash straight into the demons beneath like a meteor.

"...Lets hope we wont cause an earthquake."

 

[Zedalb]

A humanoid Demon comes up to you looking like a man who's had all their skin peeled off, exposing raw muscle and bone. "You call for one such as I, Champion?" it's voice was like a cacophony of tortured screams from the pits of Hell, fitting for a demon.

Your "Blood Pool" was at knee height from all the bodies found in the building and the nearby streets. You had standard SWAT armor that stinked of Imps and blood. A Capra had handed you a dagger made of some Hell Beast' s fang that was the size of your forearm. You had noticed that the palms of your hands were branded with the inverted pentagrams common with anything relating to the demonic. You also were given a book made of the flesh of one thousand cultists, with the cover having a screaming face of a woman crying dried blood.

Your bodyguards looked like they were admiring some piece of art as they looked upon the hanging corpses dangling above the blood pool.

Click to shrink...

"What shall I call you demon, I am new to the blood arts, and need to learn quickly, there are many heroes in this world and I as the champion of hell must face them. Already, I this pool is quickly growing, I seek to use this blood to maximum effect, after making a personal blade prehaps what would you recommend?"

I take the armor and dagger carefully inspect it for damage and use.

"Is there anything we can use this blood or even human sacrifice to make this armor stronger, more fitting of hells champion?"
I ask the blood mage.


I flip through the book quickly getting an idea of what it contains in general and looking for anything particularity useful at the moment.

"Imps, Demons! Capra! I Said I wanted healthy men brought alive! If they have families with them bring the whole family alive! I need to start corrupting mortal souls and grow our army dam it!"

"Capra, tell me of this dagger you bring me"

I notice there, appreciation of the hanging bodies, part of me wants to be sick, part of me still feels this isn't real and is just getting into a role and starting to dive in fully.

"Aye, Lancers, I am glad you appreciate this blood pool, it is a wonderful start, you two are staying with me, the two of you that killed the swat,well done. Now go and survey the land and battle report back to me with all that is happening I need to know where I am needed."

 

[Camellia]

The blue flames of the Afterlife erupt in front of you as two dozen Spartans manifest themselves. "Sent these vermin back to Hell!" screamed the lead Spartan before they did battle with the Imps. It was a surprisingly short one as the Imps, caught off guard by the summoning of warriors were unprepared as the men of Sparta ripped them to shreds.

June looked like she was about to have a panic attack and look to you with a face that said 'Expalin, NOW!'

Click to shrink...

Diana gave June a strained smile. "Hey June, so I was reading in the gift shop, you know, and then the Greek gods talked to me and gave me cool things! Like this lyre," here she raised her lyre for emphasis, "and superpowers that let me summon dead people."

"Are you hurt anywhere? Because the lyre has superpowers too, and can heal people."

 

[ShieldCrown]

The next words are not said with any kind of inflection, they come out as if discussing the weather, or a newspaper article, but something cold lurks beneath it.

"Down, ...and keep some alive."

He is in perfect synergy with his twin, both of them hyperaware of eachother, though it is a pleasant suprise that each use their own energy pool, or whatever it is called.

Cabrakan: Stonebreaker

A minute ago the power he felt at his fingertips cowers his whole body, he instictually knows that he has enough strenght to topple mountains, its an exilerating feeling.

His brother has gone a step further, he also seems to have transformed into a giant golden monkey.

Altogether they crash straight into the demons beneath like a meteor.

"...Lets hope we wont cause an earthquake."

Click to shrink...

The demons were caught completely by surprise, the Imps being squished and pounded into paste as four more Divine Howler Monkeys appeared and aided in the attack. The regular Demons gave more of a fight but we're slain with ease as soon as your fists struck them or your twin, he really needs a name, threw them with enough force to go through three walls made of concrete.

The Capra charges you with it's machete high in the air, roaring in some dark tongue. You punch it with enough force to cause a tremor from the impact.

The Police look on in shock before getting the civilians away to shelter.

"What shall I call you demon, I am new to the blood arts, and need to learn quickly, there are many heroes in this world and I as the champion of hell must face them. Already, I this pool is quickly growing, I seek to use this blood to maximum effect, after making a personal blade prehaps what would you recommend?"

Click to shrink...

The demon gives you a wicked smile that would sent shivers down a man's soul, but your heart is already tainted beyond salvation. "I am R'zal'mar'ikzec, a Gore Priest. Yes....useing this pool to create a dark and accursed blade fit for a Champion of Hell is a wise course of action. Afterwards, I would recommend you partake of this blood of innocents and sinners alike, to feed your power and to remove these last vestiges of humanity from yourself." the demon chuckles, a vile sound that would make the righteous cringe, but to you it's like that of a parent chuckling at a child's naivety.

"Is there anything we can use this blood or even human sacrifice to make this armor stronger, more fitting of hells champion?"

Click to shrink...

"Oh yes, simply utter the blasphemous invocations as you submerge the armor in the blood. Quite simple truly."

I flip through the book quickly getting an idea of what it contains in general and looking for anything particularity useful at the moment.

Click to shrink...

You find it filled with spells and dark rituals written down in blood in a language you know is Daemonspeech.

"Imps, Demons! Capra! I Said I wanted healthy men brought alive! If they have families with them bring the whole family alive! I need to start corrupting mortal souls and grow our army dam it!"

Click to shrink...

They do as you command and bring down some living people, mostly females you start noticing quickly.....The Imps were giggling for some reason.

"Capra, tell me of this dagger you bring me"

Click to shrink...

It tells you that it was pulled from a Slaughter Demons mouth after it was hunted down for failing the Sin Lords, it has corrosive powers and can cleave through most mortal armor.

"Aye, Lancers, I am glad you appreciate this blood pool, it is a wonderful start, you two are staying with me, the two of you that killed the swat,well done. Now go and survey the land and battle report back to me with all that is happening I need to know where I am needed.

Click to shrink...

You are informed that the building and the surrounding block is undergoing corruption and that strange flying metal golems are fighting the invasion force. Also the local law enforcement and National Guard are being slaughtered like lambs.

Diana gave June a strained smile. "Hey June, so I was reading in the gift shop, you know, and then the Greek gods talked to me and gave me cool things! Like this lyre," here she raised her lyre for emphasis, "and superpowers that let me summon dead people."

"Are you hurt anywhere? Because the lyre has superpowers too, and can heal people.

Click to shrink...

The blank look she gives you let's you know right away that June.EXE has crashed and she's probably isn't going to be much help for awhile.

The Spartans look towards you for orders, there are bound to be more demons waiting for you outside and a lot of people are going to need help.

 

[Zedalb]

The demon gives you a wicked smile that would sent shivers down a man's soul, but your heart is already tainted beyond salvation. "I am R'zal'mar'ikzec, a Gore Priest. Yes....useing this pool to create a dark and accursed blade fit for a Champion of Hell is a wise course of action. Afterwards, I would recommend you partake of this blood of innocents and sinners alike, to feed your power and to remove these last vestiges of humanity from yourself." the demon chuckles, a vile sound that would make the righteous cringe, but to you it's like that of a parent chuckling at a child's naivety.
"Oh yes, simply utter the blasphemous invocations as you submerge the armor in the blood. Quite simple truly."
You find it filled with spells and dark rituals written down in blood in a language you know is Daemonspeech.
They do as you command and bring down some living people, mostly females you start noticing quickly.....The Imps were giggling for some reason.
It tells you that it was pulled from a Slaughter Demons mouth after it was hunted down for failing the Sin Lords, it has corrosive powers and can cleave through most mortal armor.
You are informed that the building and the surrounding block is undergoing corruption and that strange flying metal golems are fighting the invasion force. Also the local law enforcement and National Guard are being slaughtered like lambs.

Click to shrink...

" R'zal'mar'ikzec, Take it as a compliment if I simple call you Razmar, now aid me in making this armor profane and creating my blade"
True to my world I walk into the pool of slowly growing from slow drizzels and drops of blood from the ceiling .

First I dunk the armor, Piece by piece, uttering the blasphemous invocations as I do and drawing satanic symbology on it in blood.
Then comes the trickier part, with the blood mages aid. I delve my hands into the blood sharpening and hardening it for a purpose, to make the blood of sinner and innocent alike a weapon for hells champion, a hand a half bastard sword, with one hell of an edge, a simple deep red weapon taking solid form as I draw it from the blood and place it upon my back.

"You two lancers, go and grab at least 4 more of your number. I want everyone working in larger groups, and I want you two, with some aid, to figure out how to stop those orbs and then show the others. "


I turn the living humans. Even behind more corpses are being hung up constantly and I myself cut an imposing figure in my new satanic armor and blood sword standing a foot into the pool.

"You have two choices, accept a contract with me and become warriors of hell, power at your finger tips with the chance to become so much more, like immortality. Or, you can die, its quite simple really, step forward to become the first of my mortal ranks, Come walk into blood and accept my contract, power for your soul and your life for your service. Or things far worse then becoming a demonic soldier awaits you. Decide"

Those that walk into the blood with me I will sign a contract for, they become my soldiers and are granted power at the cost of there souls.
Those that do not, are left until I am done.

"Lancer, take these new warriors, let them get some weapons are armor from our collection, and take them into the fight, let them get some combat experience, they will be leading more in a short order."

"Imps, keep bringing them to me, we shall make a great mortal army as they offer there souls for the chance to fight for us."

Those that refused,(if any) will be dealt with in a ritual sacrificing them for my gods to be pleased and earn some favor for me, a thank you for all I have already been given.


"Now blood mage, let us do this, the blood is rising higher and I am eager to be rid of my humanity, to truly become a strong demonic warrior"

I dive into the blood preforming the ritual with his aid so that I may become so much more.

 

[Drasky]

The demons were caught completely by surprise, the Imps being squished and pounded into paste as four more Divine Howler Monkeys appeared and aided in the attack. The regular Demons gave more of a fight but we're slain with ease as soon as your fists struck them or your twin, he really needs a name, threw them with enough force to go through three walls made of concrete.

The Capra charges you with it's machete high in the air, roaring in some dark tongue. You punch it with enough force to cause a tremor from the impact.

The Police look on in shock before getting the civilians away to shelter.

Click to shrink...

Looking at his twin, Joshua speaks.

"From this day on, your name shall be Jericho."

Seeing him nod, Joshua continues.

"Here is the plan, as we are planning to stop the demonic incursion the first step should be to close the Portal, but, frankly I have a feeling that even with all the power we have we may not succeed."

Joshua pauses seeing even more monkeys come to life and then resumes speaking.

"What we are going to do will be simple. Hit and run tactics, get in do the maximum damage you can do and than get out."

He smirks

"Though we will be doing ours a bit differently, we will go in a straight line, straight through all the buildings. That way we may catch those bastards by complete suprise."

He looks at his suboordinates, his twin. All of them eager and ready to fight. He wonders how quickly he got used to this, but puts it out of his mind for now.

"Lets put the fear of god in them, shall we? Lets go."

 

[Camellia]

The blank look she gives you let's you know right away that June.EXE has crashed and she's probably isn't going to be much help for awhile.

The Spartans look towards you for orders, there are bound to be more demons waiting for you outside and a lot of people are going to need help.

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Diana nodded and placed her hands on June's shoulders. "I'll take a guess and say no. "

She turned to look at the Spartans and hesitated. She wasn't used to giving orders to people older than her, but... she took a deep breath. Just think of it like it's a group project and you're in charge.

"Okay, I'm going to bring up more of you." She pointed. "I want you guys to patrol the museum and make sure that there's no demons anywhere and do what you can to make barricades and stuff to keep them from getting inside." She fumbled inside her bag and produced a badly crumpled map. "Here's a map of the museum. There should be more copies at the main entrance. Show me what you guys think would be the most secure room and when you come across someone point them towards that room."

She pointed at the other half of the group. "You guys, I want you to go outside and bring people inside. Prioritize protecting people over killing demons, but also kill demons when you can. Okay? Okay." Diana took a deep breath and focused her power. She remembered the tugging from when June was being chased, but she was the one pulling this time. She reached as far as she could, and pulled.

 

[ShieldCrown]

First I dunk the armor, Piece by piece, uttering the blasphemous invocations as I do and drawing satanic symbology on it in blood.
Then comes the trickier part, with the blood mages aid. I delve my hands into the blood sharpening and hardening it for a purpose, to make the blood of sinner and innocent alike a weapon for hells champion, a hand a half bastard sword, with one hell of an edge, a simple deep red weapon taking solid form as I draw it from the blood and place it upon my back

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The armor, you realize quickly, looks like a badass version of Daedric armor from skyrim.

"You have two choices, accept a contract with me and become warriors of hell, power at your finger tips with the chance to become so much more, like immortality. Or, you can die, its quite simple really, step forward to become the first of my mortal ranks, Come walk into blood and accept my contract, power for your soul and your life for your service. Or things far worse then becoming a demonic soldier awaits you. Decide"

Those that walk into the blood with me I will sign a contract for, they become my soldiers and are granted power at the cost of there souls.
Those that do not, are left until I am done.

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To your surprise, most of them join and turn into some strange Zombie demon thing. Your somewhat disappointed to learn that these things make Imps look competent. Freaking Imps are more competent than these things.

"Imps, keep bringing them to me, we shall make a great mortal army as they offer there souls for the chance to fight for us."

Click to shrink...

They do as you command and bring more in, oddly enough they find some Cultists as well. The group is noticeably smaller, those robots are going to be a problem. Thankfully you get an actual description this time and know these are Dexter Industries new Rapid Response Drones, made to help police and other emergency services. Why in the Hell they have frickin laser faces is unknown.

"Now blood mage, let us do this, the blood is rising higher and I am eager to be rid of my humanity, to truly become a strong demonic warrior"

I dive into the blood preforming the ritual with his aid so that I may become so much more.

Click to shrink...

Pain fills and blocks out every sense in your body as you feel your very Soul begin to twist and rend itself apart and put itself back together, and then do again and again for what feels like eternity. When the pain finally subsides you see that the Ritual used up all the blood in the room.....also you fell taller and......Powerful.

Spoiler: Ascended Form

Oh....Hell...Yes.

Looking at his twin, Joshua speaks.

"From this day on, your name shall be Jericho."

Seeing him nod, Joshua continues.

"Here is the plan, as we are planning to stop the demonic incursion the first step should be to close the Portal, but, frankly I have a feeling that even with all the power we have we may not succeed."

Joshua pauses seeing even more monkeys come to life and then resumes speaking.

"What we are going to do will be simple. Hit and run tactics, get in do the maximum damage you can do and than get out."

He smirks

"Though we will be doing ours a bit differently, we will go in a straight line, straight through all the buildings. That way we may catch those bastards by complete suprise."

He looks at his suboordinates, his twin. All of them eager and ready to fight. He wonders how quickly he got used to this, but puts it out of his mind for now.

"Lets put the fear of god in them, shall we? Lets go."

Click to shrink...

The Divine Howler Monkeys go off to begin their guerrilla warfare while you and Jericho go forward and kill every demon you come across, until you run into four Juggernauts.

Your regular punches send them backward but don't seem to do more than that. Their fists likewise don't do much to your Divine Howler Forms. It looks like your at something of a stalemate. Time to escalate it seems.

Suddenly a massive mechanical foot stomped on the demons, the mech it belongs to being familiar as it was on the news often. Megas was here, which means so was a lot of collateral damage. Your new senses pick up helicopter rotors and as three jets fly over, you know that the military is here as well.

Diana nodded and placed her hands on June's shoulders. "I'll take a guess and say no. "

She turned to look at the Spartans and hesitated. She wasn't used to giving orders to people older than her, but... she took a deep breath. Just think of it like it's a group project and you're in charge.

"Okay, I'm going to bring up more of you." She pointed. "I want you guys to patrol the museum and make sure that there's no demons anywhere and do what you can to make barricades and stuff to keep them from getting inside." She fumbled inside her bag and produced a badly crumpled map. "Here's a map of the museum. There should be more copies at the main entrance. Show me what you guys think would be the most secure room and when you come across someone point them towards that room."

She pointed at the other half of the group. "You guys, I want you to go outside and bring people inside. Prioritize protecting people over killing demons, but also kill demons when you can. Okay? Okay." Diana took a deep breath and focused her power. She remembered the tugging from when June was being chased, but she was the one pulling this time. She reached as far as she could, and pulled.

Click to shrink...

Three hundred and sixty Spartans in all, half of which leave and go to find more survivors. A pillar of blue flame shot up, and from came the guard-dog of the Underworld. The hounds fur was darker than any shadow, it's three heads barked and roared at the world with eyes burning like hellfire. Cerberus has come at your call.

 

[Sailor Midgard]

Location: New York City, United States.
Time: Tuesday June 2014,1:00 P.M.

A massive tear in the sky over the Big Apple had appeared only moments before hand and already thousands of demonic creatures were swarming all over the city slaughtering innocent civilians. The NYPD were trying their best to protect as many people as possible, but their weapons were practically useless and they were torn apart limb from limb. Several Heroes and the United States Army were deploying to save as many as they can. But something else was happening at this time, five individuals were being chosen by the old pantheons and granted incredible power, this is where their stories begin.

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"gaargh..." now, New York city was supposed to be a dangerous place.My school mates always had warned me, jokingly, that our choice of holiday spot was going to get my pretty Scandinavian ass in trouble...but i do not think they meant a flight of winged DEMONS sinking my ferry ride to Lady Liberty...
Wait... wait, not that I am complaining , but why am i NOT dead? Instead I am lying here , drenched to the bone , heaving and spluttering, getting poked by a red otter... what?
''What ...is happening?"
"We saved your sweet ass, thats happening."
It speaks.
"We?'' I croak.
"Yes, we. Me, the old salt over there" the tall bearded man , somehow larger than life , smiles a small smile "and the deadbeat over there..."
I follow the pointing snout...
Ye gods.
i immediatley recognize him.
Tall as a mountain.Redmaned and redbearded.Blue eyes, blue like the stormy sky.
To see the hammer in his hand was not really needed to recognize ...
"THOR!"
oh you great gods that was Asa-Thor and the old gods were real, as was hell and...
"Lara Ingersdatter. We, acting on behalf of all the Aesir, in this Hour of need, have choosen you to be our champion on Midgard .Do you accept?"
The otter, who now suddenly is a devillish hand ome swarthy man i red and black clothing, smirks.
"Why, naturally she will accept.Fighting in a hopeless war against supernatural monsters, who would not jump with joy at the prospect of-''
"Silence,Loki!''
Less loud and with a kind smile "Well, Lara, what do you say?"
I think of mom.Of all the other innocents in danger.
"I accept"
"SO BE IT."

 

[Camellia]

Three hundred and sixty Spartans in all, half of which leave and go to find more survivors. A pillar of blue flame shot up, and from came the guard-dog of the Underworld. The hounds fur was darker than any shadow, it's three heads barked and roared at the world with eyes burning like hellfire. Cerberus has come at your call.

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Diana flinched back. "Hi, boy?"

She swallowed. Wow, Cerberus was...a lost scarier than she thought it'd be. She guessed that was a good thing. "Uh, you're a guard-dog right? You must be really good at your job. What I need you to do is guard this museum, okay? I need you to make sure that no demons get inside, but I also need you to let the people the Spartans bring inside, alright? It'd be good if you tried to be, um, unobtrusive so you don't scare the people who need to come inside, but if you can't that's okay too!"

Was she missing anything? June still wasn't responding, and she really didn't want to have the Spartans question her authority.

 

[ShieldCrown]

"gaargh..." now, New York city was supposed to be a dangerous place.My school mates always had warned me, jokingly, that our choice of holiday spot was going to get my pretty Scandinavian ass in trouble...but i do not think they meant a flight of winged DEMONS sinking my ferry ride to Lady Liberty...
Wait... wait, not that I am complaining , but why am i NOT dead? Instead I am lying here , drenched to the bone , heaving and spluttering, getting poked by a red otter... what?
''What ...is happening?"
"We saved your sweet ass, thats happening."
It speaks.
"We?'' I croak.
"Yes, we.Me, the old salt over there" the tall bearded man , somehow larger than life , smiles a small smile "and the deadbeat over there..."
I follow the pointing snout...
Ye gods.
i immediatley recognize him.
Tall as a mountain.Redmaned and redbearded.Blue eyes, blue like the stormy sky.
To see the hammer in his hand was not really needed to recognize ...
"THOR!"
oh you great gods that was Asa-Thor and the old gods were real, as was hell and...
"Lara In.gersdatter.We, acting on behalf of all the Aesir, in this our of need, have choosen you to be our champiob on Midgard .Do you accept?"
The otter, who now suddenly was a devillish hand ome swarthy man i red and black clothing, smirked.
"Why, naturally she will accept.Fighting in a hopeless war against supernatural monsters, who would not jump with joy at the prospect of-''
"Silence,Loki!''
Less loud and with a kind smile "Well, Lara, what do you say?"
I think of mom.Of all the other innocents in danger.
"I accept"
"SO BE IT."

Click to shrink...

Upon your left hand a mark is branded, a symbol of the Norse pantheon. You feel your body change and you feel like you hold the strength of Thor at your fingertips, an astral form of Mjolnir is gripped in your branded hand.

The Wind and Water speak to you, acknowledging you as their master. A myriad of forms await your command.

You are the Chosen of The Nordic Pantheon, this is the truth.

Time to kick some demonic ass.

Diana flinched back. "Hi, boy?"

She swallowed. Wow, Cerberus was...a lost scarier than she thought it'd be. She guessed that was a good thing. "Uh, you're a guard-dog right? You must be really good at your job. What I need you to do is guard this museum, okay? I need you to make sure that no demons get inside, but I also need you to let the people the Spartans bring inside, alright? It'd be good if you tried to be, um, unobtrusive so you don't scare the people who need to come inside, but if you can't that's okay too!"

Was she missing anything? June still wasn't responding, and she really didn't want to have the Spartans question her authority.

Click to shrink...

Cerberus nods it's three heads and moves to guard the entrance.

"WHAT!?!" June screams as her brain finally reboots. "When, how, why, those were SPARTANS like in that movie and the history books and and and!"

"Is she always like this?" asked Orpheus, floating next to you.

 

[Camellia]

Cerberus nods it's three heads and moves to guard the entrance.

"WHAT!?!" June screams as her brain finally reboots. "When, how, why, those were SPARTANS like in that movie and the history books and and and!"

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"Superpowers." Diana said firmly.

"Is she always like this?" asked Orpheus, floating next to you.

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"No?" Diana tilted her head. "This won't last long. She just has to get used to it first." She was actually feeling a little lightheaded herself right now, actually. It could wait until they got to the safe room. She took June's hand and started walking. "Orpheus, you're free to come with us if you want."

 

[ShieldCrown]

"Superpowers." Diana said firmly.

"No?" Diana tilted her head. "This won't last long. She just has to get used to it first." She was actually feeling a little lightheaded herself right now, actually. It could wait until they got to the safe room. She took June's hand and started walking. "Orpheus, you're free to come with us if you want."

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"Superpowers, hehehe yep just superpowers and New York is under attack by demonsomgomgomgomgomg." June says, her panic clearer than a cloudless day. You make your way to the safe room, Orpheus playing a song on his lyre the whole way which was making your lightheadedness go away bit by bit until you don't feel it as much.

You reach the safe room and June's calmed down enough to be coherent. "Start from the beginning, how did this happen?"