Mission 22: Don't Touch That Dial
"We interrupt this program to bring you a special announcement," Tom Trench from the 666 News announced. "Terror is raging within Pentagram City. Sinners and Hellborn are being attacked by what the public can describe as wildcats made of shadows, lizards that are made of ice, floating demons that looked to be Jack the Ripper, grim reapers, and much much more."
"You got that right Tom, like these beings popped out of nowhere and starting to eat or tear everyone into sushi," Caroline Clamper said to her fellow anchorman. "Demons are panicking into the streets like Extermination Day came early. Only this time, it's a lot gorier and there's a lot more destruction. I hope my favorite stores are untouched."
"Hon, I think those things don't give a shit," Tom said aloud. "Anyway, we have Jim on the hellchopper right above where some of the destruction is taking place, Jim?"
"Tom, I'm in the chopper now looking down the west side of the city where a massive swarm of those monsters is attacking," announced a demon that resembled a bird of some kind. "Cherri Bomb is attempting to defend her territory by any means necessary," he added before a bomb was launched at a demon in the background, causing an explosion to shake the vehicle. "SHIT! Get us higher, fucktard," he shouted to the pilot as they flew higher to the ground. "We still don't know where these things come from Tom, but they aren't stopping anytime soon."
As the news crew captured and reported the carnage, some Blood-goyles spotted the helicopter and attacked it. The pilot tried to avoid the coming demons, but they scraped the propeller and a loud alarm was heard. "We're going down!"
"No wait, this was supposed to be my big break! We have to keep her stead-" Jim started to say just before the chopper went down and the only thing seen on the screen was static.
"Jim?! Are you there," Tom asked as he tried to get communications back on. "Well, I'm sorry to say this folks, but Jim's dead."
"First day on the job, too. That sucks," Caroline remarked. "We'll be right back after we board up the station and try not to die," she said as the screen changed to technicolor bars.
In a nearby shop, televisions in the window had all of their screens the same way, showing they were just showing the news. Shortly after, a demon was thrown back, destroying the store and the TVs that were on display. Stepping forward while tossing an unlit explosive in her hand was Cherri Bomb herself, ready to keep fighting anyone or anything that was a threat to her turf. "I don't know who you fuckers are, but you stepped into the wrong territory," she said while eyeing the Prides, Enigmas, Frosts, Blades, Assaults, Mephisto & Faust that began surrounding her. "So which one of you bastards is next," Cherri asked the many demons that were around her approached.
The first ones to attack were a couple of Blades, who charged at the Cyclops just before she threw some of her bombs at them. The lizard demons dodged by starting to climb off nearby buildings avoiding the small explosives with ease before they slashed Cherri Bomb, grazing her and ripping parts of her shirt. Cherri hissed at the bloody claw marks those things left on her abdomen. The cuts weren't too deep but it was still enough to pierce her skin and bleed. One of the Blades tried to approach her as its talons were clicking on the concrete.
The Blade made a jump towards the Cyclops, ready to sink its teeth into her flesh. Cherri countered it as she shoved one of her explosives into its mouth, pinning its jaw open before she pushed the bomb down into its throat. Pulling her arm back out in time, she watched the Blades' head explode in front of her with its body wailing around until it dropped dead. The other Blades looked down at their comrade's dead body, hissing at the Cyclops as they approached her.

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