Thread: New Orders (Razgriz x moonlit raven)

Little did Marcus know the strange cat-girl felt the same kind of resentment towards El Rey that he did the man was a pig, through and through. Women whom he had broken through constant rape and degradation became servants to the house El Rey lived in. They followed him without question, letting him and his men have their way with them any time they wanted. It was a disgusting fate Marcus would do the best he could to get them all out, but he doubted any of them would leave the mansion. Marcus grimaced with sheer disgust this 'man' was no man. He was a demon, a disgusting spawn of the foulest creatures from hell. You sick fat fucking bastard Marcus growled his trigger finger itched to just end him right now. But he needed 'El Rey' to step away from the girl, even if only for a second. El Diablo joined El Rey, taking up position behind the girl and unknowingly stepping into Marcus' sights. The man was a giant, almost seven feet tall and extremely broad of shoulder he blocked Marcus' view of El Rey. He then rested his massive hands on the girl's shoulders, chuckling as she tried to futilely escape. Don't struggle, my dear. You should feel honored 'El Rey' is the greatest man alive. You should be proud to have your virginity taken by him it's not every day he gets to enjoy a such forbidden and rare pleasure such as yourself. He went through a lot of trouble and paid a lot of money to have you. And who knows, maybe if your body allows, you'll be his first breeder. Just think, you'll be given the privilege to bear the next generation of glorious leaders. You seem like the type who could give birth to many healthy children. Doesn't that sound wonderful? It was clear that this girl's life would be hell if this was allowed to continue luckily she unknowingly had a guardian to help get her out of there. El Rey then made the fatal mistake of revealing his head's location with respect to El Diablo's torso a straight shot through the heart would nail El Rey right in his fat ugly head. 'El Diablo' then moved just enough for Marcus to tell where the girl's head was the shot would miss her completely, though she might be traumatized a bit by having bits of a man's internal organs and blood raining down on top of her. Acceptable losses. Marcus saw this golden opportunity and lined up his shot he then muttered Mueranse Die before pulling the trigger, feeling the rifle kick hard against his shoulder as a thunder-clap like sound reverberated throughout the valley. The bullet spun through the air, serpentining slightly as humidity, wind, and even its own spin drift caused it to seem to home in on its targets. The bullet struck 'El Diablo' just inside of his left shoulder blade, blowing out his heart and causing a dinner plate sized hole to appear in his chest 'El Diablo' then fell over on top of the girl, covering her in his dead bleeding corpse. The round then traveled through and struck 'El Rey' right between the eyes after it killed his partner, causing the top half of his head to literally explode in a shower of bone and brain fragments and his body to keel over backwards. The soldiers were stunned, paralyzed with fear as their glorious leaders were killed right in front of them they then screamed in Spanish and English for the snipers on the roof to find the bastard who killed them. Marcus just grinned as the two bastards died right before his eyes he then grumbled That one was for Molly, you depraved putos. He then refocused on the rooftop shooters he pulled the bolt back on his rifle and chambered the next round. He then proceeded to lodge the next shot into the trunk artery of Sniper One, causing him to fall from the rooftop and land with a sickening crunch on the ground below. Snipers Two and Three shared his fate they keeled over dead on the roof as unseen death stripped their bodies of their souls. Marcus was now clear to take out the remaining soldiers thunderclaps rang out as bullet after bullet was fired, soldiers dropping dead as their armor was penetrated and their life-force extinguished. Empty heated brass piled up next to Marcus as he continued to fire, slamming new clips into the receiver whenever they were emptied. More poured out of the house in droves they too would be cut down in packs of two, three and sometimes four. Bodies littered the courtyard and blood flowed like fine wine. Soon, after three minutes, thirty-five seconds the final dead count sixty-three soldiers, 'El Diablo' and 'El Rey'. Only ten remained after the slaughter was complete, their knuckles white with fear as they hid gripping their weapons. They were literally too scared to even move. Guess it's time for up-close work. Marcus said lowly before picking up the spent brass and placing it into a pouch on his hip. He then reached down, unholstering his suppressed sidearm and combat knife. Careful not to trip his own claymores, he slung the rifle over his back and made his way as quickly down the fortress as he could he still had a girl to save and more soldiers to kill. His ghillie suit literally made him a phantom of the forest as he looked around for any suspicious stragglers on his way to the fortress though it was unlikely that they would come out of hiding for a good while yet after what Marcus just did to them.