Nuke Jam

(Pre Judgment Era, First Invasion of Hell)

2045

"It's a Succubbus! Get down!" Shouted a Remnant Soldier as he fired at the shifting figures ahead.

Jemwolf pulled another Remnant Soldier away from the sandbag to prevent him from being attacked by an incoming fledgling lust Demon. He reacted quickly, aiming his handgun with his left hand and firing at the assailant in a pointblank range. Half of its face immediately disappeared from the blast.

"Do not let it near you." Jemwolf warned, giving the Remnant a direct stare in his eyes, beyond the polarized visor of his helmet. He could feel the fear within the Remnant Soldier but he ignored it as he pulled the young soldier back up. "They will give you a hickey."

"What the Hell is a hickey, sir?!" The Remnant asked as he shifted his focus back at the battle unfolded in front of him.

Jemwolf was about to reply but he cocked his head sideways, looking for Blackshot for an answer.

"It's a wound you get when somebody sucked your skin so hard that the blood vessels underneath will literally burst." He replied as he fired a couple of shots. He sensed Jemwolf looking at him accusingly. "Don't look at me like that, brother!" He added.

The three held their ground longer than expected. Higher Mark Protectorates and Remnants alike can be seen being killed off by the moving figures that were too fast to be perceived. Disemboweled Remnants and headless Protectorates littered the ground with their blood covering the dusty grounds of the battlefield.

"Blackshot, we have no choice but to charge forward and plant that beacon in the middle of the field!" Jemwolf yelled at him which earned a protesting look from Blackshot.

"You do realize that this is a freaking nuclear weapon, brother?! If I plant this in the middle of the killzone, it will level the entire city!"

"But WE have no choice. It's either do or die!" Jemwolf had stepped towards Blackshot in a threatening manner.

"Fine, but you will be explaining to the Archangel Michael about this." Blackshot finally agreed. He made a gesture that was detected by the motion sensor of his suit and prompted a detractable headgear to envelope his entire head. He turned about and retrieved the beacon from the ground; a huge rectangular white box that has a little LED screen in the middle where a few numbers were displayed. Five buttons can be seen below the screen. He pressed a few numbers; receiving a few sharp beeps in reply. He slid the rifle to his back and switched to his pistol; a black sleek handgun.

"Get to the safe zone." He said, voice digitalized by the sound filter of his headgear. "Bring the kid with you."

"Affirmative." Jemwolf said in reply as he motioned for the Remnant Soldier to follow.

Blackshot lifted the beacon with his free hand. He jogged out of the sandbags and moved across the cracked pavement of the highway. He raised his handgun and fired at a Demon that had materialized. It was a purple skinned entity with six horns and a slender body. Six tentacles is seen behind its back and six breasts that covered its chest entirely. It wore black straps as its outfit and its hands were fitted with a sharp blade. Sharp fangs peeked out of its red lips and yellow pupil-less eyes stared directly at the Protectorate in a seducing manner.

"Get lost, you ugly filth!" Blackshot yelled as he fired at its face; half its head disappearing in a plume of dark crimson gore.

He continued his jog and within a few minutes, it broke into a run, then to a sprint. He fired at any obstructing Demons that might prevent him from reaching his objective. The others, however, had completely ignored him as they flood through the streets, towards the last domed refuge area behind him. He hoped that the people inside had evacuated already or else they will be caught up in a six mile blast radius and that will be the end of them. He finally reached the center of the no-man's land where he witnessed numerous Lust Demons approaching. Lightning streaked across the darkened skies. He set the beacon down and began pushing buttons.

"Nuclear Detonation Beacon activated. You have five minutes to kiss your sweet mama goodbye. Have a nice day." A monotonous female voice inside the beacon said followed by a couple of beeps.

"Huh, clever." Blackshot muttered as he turned and began to sprint. He haven't got far away enough from the beacon when a Demon sent a kick at his faceplate and made him stumble backwards.

Standing up, he raised both his fists to fight his attacker. The Demon in front of him let out a laugh as it sent a tentacle straight at the Protectorate. Blackshot swings his right hand backward and invoked his detractable armblade that stretch itself with a loud clang! He sliced the tentacle in half before it even reached him. The Demon launched another tentacle, followed by another and another. The Protectorate responded by slicing the tentacles that were reaching towards him. The Demon made a leap forward, swinging its bladed arms at Blackshot, who rolled to the left. He swept the Demon off balance and quickly trained his handgun at the fallen entity.

"Oh, do you have any guts to shoot me?" The Demon asked, its voice was seductive.

"Watch." Blackshot replied as he cocked the safety off. "Say goodbye---no." The Protectorate stared in disbelief as the Demon's face changed.

It took the appearance of the most prettiest girl he ever saw. She slowly stand up, holding Blackshot's gun and throwing it to the side, out of reach. The Protectorate stood frozen, he cannot move, he cannot react. It was all too real to be a delusion.

"What the hell did you do to me?!" Blackshot yelled.

"THREE MINUTES REMAINING."

"I have seen beneath that 'strong man' faĆ§ade of yours. I can see the deepest desire of your soul." She said as she approached very close to the Protectorate. "Let me give you something that would clear your mind." She pouted and leaned closer.

Staring at her, Blackshot let out a grin. He cocked his head backwards and launched it at the nose of the enemy. The Demon took steps backward in sudden pain and shock.

"It is written that Man shall not live on bread alone!" He yelled as he balled his left hand into a fist and launched it at the face of the Demon. "It is written that you worship the Lord your God and serve Him only!" His eyes suddenly glowed in yellow. Huge golden transparent fire surrounded him in an instant, empowering the Protectorate even more. "And it is said that you do not put the Lord your God to the test!"

"But you are no God!" The Demon replied in a frightened tone.

"No, I am not," Blackshot replied. "But the presence of the Lord Jesus Christ is within me. Now begone you vile beast!" He yelled as he put his hands together and smashed it at the skull of the Demon. "GOD SMITE!" In an instant, the Demon was pulverized into a dark crimson powder.

Blackshot's glow disappeared. His strength returned back to normal but he was weakened so greatly that he could barely even stand.

"ONE MINUTE REMAINING."

"Ah shoot." Blackshot let out as energy began to regenerate within. He began sprinting again. He considered transforming to his Angelic Form but he had used his Divine Strength earlier that drained him. He sprinted while muttering a prayer.

"As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death," He whispered as he vaulted over a lone sandbag that was thrown to the ground. "I will fear no evil for you are with me." He released a deep breath as he continued running. "Your rod and your staff, they comfort me..."

"Blackshot!" A voice yelled from above.

The Protectorate glanced to the right and saw an Apache Helicopter swerving to meet him. He could see Jem inside and the Remnant Soldier who had been with them earlier. "Get in!" He yelled.

Blackshot moved towards them. Summoning all the strength he have, he made a jump. He managed to get a good grip at the metal flooring of the Attack Helicopter but he was slipping down to fall. Jem caught him just in time before he fell to the ground.

"Gotcha." He said as he pulled Blackshot inside. "Congratulations kid, you've just been classified as a nuclear threat."

"Yeah I know," Blackshot replied. "I can't believe I just pulled it off a la Noble Six."

As the Helicopter raced from the blast zone, the city down below was blasted by a very powerful explosion. The Apache was soon joined by Transport Carrier Helicopters that contained the refugees from the domed area.

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