Filling Up Hell (Vicodin + Hahvoc)

[ABagOVicodin]

The lack of wind had only amplified the footsteps that Bechlem was making on the concrete sidewalk. He looked to be on his guard. His eyes were moving left to right, observing the area that he was in. His mind raced, but at the same time, he looked to be calm and collect. The world was hell... Transformed into a battlefield due to the extinction of the human race. And it was funny how a simple airborne virus would be able to transform the world, the heavens, and the hells. Within months. Bechlem was wearing what looked to be a military uniform, but it had holes cut out of it. Small holes that looked to be bullet wounds. Bechlem had taken a lot of bullets over the past few weeks, as he fought off the waves of demons that were tracking him down to kill him. He was one of the many agents that stood in the way of the demon's success. Hell had opened up due to the supposed apocalypse, after the heavens had refused the transforming of all humans into actual vampires. But it wasn't like they could wipe the virus off of the earth, they didn't have that kind of power. So instead Hell sent in demons to annihilate all of the vampires, to send them where the heavens wished they would be, Hell.

With the economies completely shifting in moods and every single company selling their products for weapons, it wasn't new to find that a country had been cleaned out of it's weapons. And with an empty country, came certain death. The virus that spread had mutated the vampires, giving them many of the characteristics of the stories that were told so long ago. Vampires were stronger then humans, had about 5x the strength of one, could not go out in sunlight, but unlike the stories, could not turn into bats. With this, vampires were excellent soldiers, but war between countries was no longer an option, unless you wanted to go to Hell faster. The world had fought against the demon invasion, but not all had succeeded. Countries that were not industrialized had fallen first, while countries like Japan, the US, Canada, and many of the countries in Europe had lived. Bechlem cracked his knuckles and shifted to the right, looking towards a pillar that seemed to be a sniper tower. So he had managed to stumble onto an old army base. It was extremely well defended, but that did not matter. Bechlem sniffed, and the smell of dead bodies had permeated into his brain. These bodies were old and rotting. They had probably died around a week ago.

Bechlem continued to walk, remaining on his guard as he moved into the medical center, growling as he looked at a pair of tweezers that was in a medical tool box. He took them from the box, and then ripped part of his shirt open, looking at a hole that was in his shoulders. He wielded the tweezers and pulled the bullet that was sunk into his shoulders. It was pulled out and his shoulder started to heal. Throwing the bullet onto the floor, he put his right hand onto the assault rifle that was on a strap, on his back. He threw the tweezers down, putting the M4 carbine into his hands. He observed his surroundings once more as he exited the army building. This base looked tremendously huge. It would take him a while to walk out of it. He heard a beeping sound that came from a handheld device that was in his cargo pants. He smirked. There was an enemy around. "Come out, pussy!" He yelled out, his black hair moving slightly in the wind, that was now starting to pick up. It was pitch black, but Bechlem was able to see straight through the darkness. Whoever was stalking him, was going to meet a very painful death.

 

[Hahvoc The Decepticon]

Nebiras couldn't help but smirk into the black night as she remained crouched behind a broken wall. She wasn't a coward - far from it- but she enjoyed toying with her targets. As the world had fallen apart, demons had been set loose to drag the cursed to Hell. Heaven could do nothing - not that it ever could- and so the world dimmed into nothing but a shell of ash, decay, and blood. Not a night went by that someone wasn't screaming for their life - be it human, demon, or vampire. It was rare to see a human about as most had vanished underground. The demons may have wanted their innocence and their souls, but the vampires were much more of a challenge and fed their blood lust like a river. Besides, you could torture a vampire for months or even years - humans only lasted weeks.

Even from this distance, she could hear the beeping coming from the device the vampire had. It was a radar that the vampires had come up with to fight back against the demons. It wouldn't do him much good, however. Even though she was stationary, it wouldn't take long for her to start moving too fast for the device to track her signature. And if she really wanted to fuck with him, she'd move fast enough to create a sonic boom and knock him on his ass. Now that would be fun, she mused, bright red lips curving into a wicked grin. Her skin was pale - much paler than that of vampires - while her eyes were molten like liquid metal, mesmerizing and damning. Her hair had been long and flowing at one point, so black it shone blue, but was now cut short to keep the enemies from getting a grip on her.

She was dressed similar to the vampire with military garb. She wore a black wife beater with dark blue and gray cargo pants. An assortment of knifes littered her body since she couldn't carry a gun - her abilities with fire prevented it lest she wanted to explode from all the gunpowder igniting. However, she always carried a few grenades that she managed to find. They were always good for a surprise attack. Especially the flash bangs. Feeling the adrenaline start to kick in, Nebiras stood up and looked down at the vampire in question. He was a cute one, she had to admit, but that was where anything even remotely sexual ended. Unless he started to scream and bleed.

"Pussy? Says the creature with a beeping pocket watch."

Chuckling to herself, she gave him a pretty little smile before giving him the finger. It wasn't long before she was tossing a flash bang his way and disappearing behind the broken building once more. She was going to head for the tower to see if she could get more high ground. The fun was figuring out if he was going to catch up in time.

 

[ABagOVicodin]

Bechlem turned towards the voice once he had heard it, and he growled when he saw the demon in question, the one that was on his watch and the one that he was supposed to kill. The both of them were brilliant in their selected assassin jobs, and for the two of them to finally meet each other for a final battle, this was going to be fun. Bechlem's eyes widened when the cylindrical object was thrown at him, and he quickly tried to move behind cover. However there was no cover for her to run behind, so all he could do was jump back and close his eyes. Even though he closed his eyes, the pain of the flashbang had hit him, and he screamed out. He fell onto his back as he tried to get rid of the migraine that had now plagued him, due to the grenade.

Bechlem put his hand onto his forehead and growled as his vision had finally cleared. He saw this demon moving towards a higher ground, and he growled as he moved forward, sprinting at his highest speed towards her. The both of them were moving at about the same speed, and when he jumped forwards, his hands extended, his knuckles crashed into the tower. Chips of stone had fallen from the tower, and he pulled out a gun from his cargo pants within one move, smirking as he fired upwards at her. 14 rounds of bullets were shot at the demon, before he bashed his knee into the tower, chipping off more stone. "Come down here and fight me, coward!" He yelled out, as he reloaded his pistol and shot up at her, stopping to bash his knee into the tower again. With a few more bashes, that tower would come crumbling down.

Bechlem then mounted the tower, standing at a horizontal angle as he moved up the stone tower, smirking as he was closing the distance between the both of them. The tower was about the size of a small bedroom in a house, so if the two of them were to fight in there, close combat would be the preferred method. He jumped into the room of the tower and put his gun away, switching the safety on with a smirk as he pounced at her. He attempted to bite her on her arm, followed by a punch in the stomach and a kick to her chest. He was going to remain on the aggressive side of this battle, unless he could turn the tide. The mark of the flashbang was starting to show it's damage. He had a big migraine and his skin was slightly charred on the face and arms. Flash bangs were one of the vampire's worst enemies.