Subject: Re: Hitman in Hell Date: Sat, 1 Dec 2001 22:43:44 -0800 From: "Colin Brian Witz" To: Hellbound Hitman By Colin Witz Without her and the children he lost himself in his work, taking on the entire Yuzzam Vong, by him self. Their invisibility to the force had added a level of challenge he rarely encountered, but still numbers could catch up with one, Spinning around firing as he went, While they were immune to the Lightsabers, he was able to kill them with easy thanks to his trusty Mandalorian Gyrojet SMG. Looking around at the bodies surrounding him, alone, on a now dead planet, none of the Troopers, that Nathan had sent with him had survived the first week, none of the Vong in their fortress had survived his hypermatter bomb. Leaning against a giant spider like construct, Hitman felt tired, purhaps it was the poison, finally getting to him, purhaps it was the acids, finally burning through the armour, or purhaps he had just fought enough. His vision blurred he saw Thelea standing before him, wearing chainmail armour, with a winged helmet and riding, a flying horse. Thrawn's former apprentice looked at him, and said: "Sorry, you didn't die in battle, I'm not allowed to take you to Valhalla." "What, the Kriff are you Talking about, Thelea.?" Hitman Responed "Sorry, Valkyries, can only take you if you die in the actual battle, and we are only allowed to take the best that died in the actual fighting.." she replied while grabbing the body of a fallen Dark Trooper, and flying off. "Come back her you Kriffing Bitch!" Hitman Yelled, firing off a blast that burned a nice hole in the rearmost leg of her mount. "What Kind of Kriffing Horse has eight legs." Walking around from the Carnage, he saw, Boyd with wings collecting those unfortunate civilians that he and the Vong had slaughtered wholesale in their battles between them. Boyd paid no attention too him, as they traveled high above him, The ruins of his prefabricated Imperial bunker now read "Abandon Hope all Ye Who Enter Here.", shoving a headless Vong, and a disembowled trooper out of the way, Voltrick, came next to a river running through the middle of the bombed out fortress, that read "Drink, and Forget.", a skeletal boatman, outstreached a hand and was letting the Stormtroopers and the Vong across, for a credit apeice. Hitman just activated his repulsor pack and flew over the river, landing much safer then the Vong who had tried to swim, and forgot how, about halfway across. On the otherside, he was confronted by a large three headed dog, pulling a granade from his belt Hitman used the force to toss it far across the river with the command "Fetch Boy!" the huge dog bounded off after the cryo granade, upsetting the ferry and all of it's passengers. Looking at the gate before him, He activated his lightsaber and cut through it while the gate screamed in agony. Looking about he found a void and desolate land filled mostly with ragged children. Strange dogfaced reptillian creatures flew about. The dogfaced aliens just sat on high bratches doing nothing while children and some old men toiled in feilds, Taking an immediate dislike to these abonimations Hitman shot the first one straight through it's chest. The creature fell to the ground with a nice meaty thunk. "your kind should be working too, lazy scum!" he said as he kicked the fallen creature. The responsethat he received was not one he had expected. "Daddy!" came the cry from a trio of voives. There they were looking dirty, but strong, his children, dead for months now in a F.R. attack. He knew they were dead he had creamated their irradiated bodies himself. "They call this place Purgatory, they say that we have to stay here for ever, and ever, take us home daddy."-Cried Jessica. "Ok, kid follow me." as he headed back to the gates, he found that they were gone, reaching out with the force he dragged over another one of the Lazy dogfaced, batwinged, aliens "Ok, SPOT, you tell me how to get the fuck out of this place our I am going to make you suffer worse then your friend over there."-He promised The Gargoyal's reply was to the point, one can not go backwards, but if you can make it to the center then you can find our own way out.." Smiling he cut off the creatures wings, "You could use some exercise." he responed before marching deeper into hell. The Second through 4th Rings The second ring was that of lust, a very populous region of hell, full of porn junkies, and miserable diseased souls, the incessant winds, carried dust strong enough to peel flesh from bones, strong enough that it was pitting Voltrick's armour has he guarded the children. Seeing a structure standing against all of this assult was imprtessive, he needed a place to rest, and deceided that the owner wouldn't mind the kids and him stopping over for a bit. The filith of the place severaly annoyed him, even during the worst of their poverity, Voltrick's mother had always treid to keep the place clean. Here the owner had gone beyond letting things go, this made the frat dorms of Courscant University, look like shining beacons in comparison. Using nudges of the force he cleared a path while he made way into the noisy dining room, here a fat Twelve foot tall, beastlike creature sat on a massive chair, attended by a cluster of batwinged women, serving them their food, was a battered bruised teenager, with broken vistigal wings, who was being yanked about by a slender chain.. The leader of this feast noticed Voltrick enter the room. grabbing the servent and forcing her under the table he bellowed a challege: "So, you enter my home and you only Brought Three Babies for me to eat, what kind of a guest are you!" Enraged by the monster's suggestion, Voltrick threw his black bladed saber in a spinning arc, severing the Succubea at the sholders and disembowling the feind. Shoving it's guts back into its massive girth he rose knockin aside the table and the girl beneith it. she skidded a ways before being dragged along by her neck chain. Breaking out his snake headed whip the monster came to kill the sith warrior. A second later the snake heads fell to the floor. "Fool, my hyrdra-whip regrows it's heads when cut off, soon even your little sword will be no match for my weapon!"Boasted the Feind. "My lightsaber cauterizes wounds so Hydra's even Bonzia hydra's cna't regrow their heads"Replied hitman. Leaping into the air the sith warrior cleaved the mighty giant in two. only to find himself entangled in a slender chain. Coughing the girl wiped green pus like stuff from her mouth, and replied, "You killed him in fair combat, so, all that's his is yours now. Including me." "Who are you!?!" "Quess the Thrall, milord." she said bowing before him. "A half- human, slave who is bound to do what ever you desire." reponded the battered girl. "We'll I don't need a sex toy."-came his curt response "We'll I could be your guide, I am half-Succubae, so I know something about children. and the other regions around here." she begged. "ok, just as long as you, keep out of my way, he replied hacking at the indistructable chain." The lands of gluttony and squander were filled with more shit, literally fat beings unable to move, cried out from under lakes of the stuff, the hourders rolled gaint bolders through feilds of the stuff,. crossing into the lands were the wasteful bordered the wrathful, he spotted Paul, Elim, and sereal others, rowing a leaking boat through a river of offal, eating excrament as they rowed. Throwing a thermal detonator, he set the river on fire, consuming the small craft, using the force, he and his servant were able to fly over the river and into the land of the rathful. There in the land of the wrathful, they came apon _Dis_ the walled city of the intolerant Heretics, there they slept for the night and reprovisioned at a small hotel that Kynes was forced to run. While leaving there Voltrick found it nessary to cut the heads off a few gorgons, he let the kids carry them in sacks. Traveling across the river of Perdition, Voltrick ran into his old friend the gaint three headed pouch, with a singed muzzel. guarding the path before the land of Murderers, and Tryants. Reaching out with the force he crushed the gaint hound's 'equipment' caussing the critter to run away bellowing high pitched barks. Cutting to the End (Because with my finger infection these last two weeks I haven't been able to type much) After traveling through the burning hells full, os soldiers, Scuicides, theiveis, rapists, Pimps, Trolls, Hybocrates, Theives, False Coucelors, Creator of Discord(Where he finally tracked down and killed T.J.), the Impersonators, the counterfeitors, the liars, the murder's of family, the greate betrayers (Were he helped design the finaly torcher for Bill Gates), he entered the final ring of hell, the Frozen wastes where Lucifer himself was trapped. Skidding across the river of trapped sociopaths, and Sadists, the freezing wind was burning even to Quess, who was shielding the children with the remains of her wings. Down at the center he came face to face with the Fallen Sherph Lucifer!, Trapped in Ice the Fallen Angel fanned his wings trying to escape, while he was being whipped by Lillith (Naamah), looking at this spectical Quess was stunned, Hitman just laughed. "Raven, Ryan, will you two quit playing around and get back to work! You have an anfterlife to run for Kriffing sakes!"-He quipped. Epilog: Yates, looked up, as Widowmaker docked, after anihilating the Y.V. held planet. The L.T. was back, again! and this time, he had, his dead kids back with him, plus a strange half-alien 'Nanny' type servant, she smelled strongly of bacta, and had strange scars on her back, still, the fangs, and her long claws at her fingertips, and disemboling claws at her heels were nothing to sneer at. Weirder still, The L.T. was wereing a skullmasked suit of jet-black stormtrooper aromour, and had a large Scythe next to it. "Your, never going to beleive the deal I made to get this, Now I just need to assemble the right team for the other three positions."-He cackled evily.