Loona the Caretaker

Aftermath of Battles

At last, this bloody battle was over, and Belmont was suffering in Hell forever. Cody was saved and his uncle was avenged, along with his badass biker gang. Both sides didn't go unscathed however, for the French Foreign Legion suffered twenty-three deaths while fighting happened. About one-hundred more were injured or wounded, and everyone could never forget the few French choppers that were blown up. Of course, the loses were even worse on the enemy side with a lot of townspeople that were brainwashed by Belmont, and some of them were so mutilated that they weren't even recognized by Cody or his friends anymore.

Just looking at many of the bodies of the people he knew that turned against him just broke his heart, and made him sad and guilty all at once. He never asked for any of this, and he never wanted this to happen to these people. But alas, they brought it on themselves. Yes, they allowed themselves to be delusional by that crazy-ass preacher and it got them to Hell as well.

A couple of friendly faces that helped Cody and his cronies in the fight were also killed in the conflict and were drapped by white clothes over their corpses to cover them completely, and they were all scheduled for a proper burial as soon as much of the bloody mess is cleaned up. Some fires were raving and some of the firemen were putting them out, and the air was still thick with the smell of blood, and now some smoke blended into it. Yes, it was definitely like a war zone before. Loona gave him the most heartfelt hug that she could ever give him, feeling so glad that her adopted brother was ok.

Moxxie was being tended to by Millie with a cut that one of the crazy fanatics in the arm, smiling that he was being gently tended to by his lovely wife. "Ah!" he made a small yelp in pain.

"Sorry, baby." Millie said.

"No, you're ok, honey." Moxxie smiled at her. "That was quite a bloodbath."

"I know! I can just drink all of this human blood for myself."

"Cody," said Tyler with tears in his face. "I... i never asked for any of this." Loona let go of her adopted brother as his best friend was speaking with him. "I understand if you don't want to be my friend anymore." then he turned away from Cody in shame as more tears were falling from his face and his lips quivering.

"Tyler," said Cody, "It wasn't your fault. We all know whose fault it is."

"Yeah, your shitty dad is the guy to blame here, buddy." Loona added.

Cody's own best friend suddenly remembered something. "Mom and Alan!" he said as he rushed to find his mother and stepdad. Finally, he found them on the ground and surrounded by a couple of Legionnaire soldiers and paramedics. Alan looked badly injured with his face badly bruised and a blackeye, and a few cuts on his arms, and his shirt slightly torn from the angry mob. As for Stephanie; what she suffered was a far cry from what her loving second husband went through. Saying Stephanie looks horrible or terrible would be an understatement. No, the biggest understatement in years.

Her unmentionables were covered with towels, and there was blood coming out of them, especially where her breasts used to be at on her chest, and her hair shaved off by that he-cunt Fletus was an even more heartbreaking sight to see for her own son to behold. Her eyes still had tears forming, and her hands were shaking and drumming the ground from all the pain and trauma she had just endured by these delusional, sick fuckers.

"Oh my Satan." Blitzo said to himself. This kind of thing shocked even him.

"Mom, Alan," Tyler got on his knees.

"Jesus," Cody looked at the Lamb of God next to him desperately. "Can you try and fix this?"

The son of God bowed his face in pure sadness. "Alas, there are many things even i cannot fix or repair. This... is one of them."

"T-Tyler?" Stephanie breathed. "Are you there?"

"Mom!" Tyler said. "I'm here, mom."

"Don't... don't worry about me." she tried saying. "I'll be ok." then she turned to the four demons. "Kill... me." she whispered. "Kill me."

"Mom, don't say that." Tyler begged. "You'll be ok. You'll be ok."

Blitzo pulled out his pistol, but was stopped by Moxxie "Sir! What the fuck are you doing?!"

"What? Just look at her! she got raped in the most horrible way! What can possibly save her from that, pussy!?"

"Hey hey hey, there is no need for profanity." Jesus said. "Perhaps one way to help her is with therapy and some treatments for her body and her mental stability. Give her plenty of mental relaxation."

"that could work." Said Millie. "Just look at he. She looks like a kitten that was lucky to not drown in a lake."

"Will you be ok, mom?" Asked Tyler.

"You... have to be strong now." Said Stephanie. "I'll be fine." It wasn't long before the paramedics came up to the group and carry her and Alan to the emergency room.

"Well," said Slasher, walking up to the group. "I told you I will have a score to settle with you after the battle was done. Now it's done, and i want to finish some old business between us." He pulled out his machete and gave the boy a look of hatred and bloodlust in his eyes.

"Look, can't we just sweetly this the easy, painless

"hmm... nah. I prefer the slow and painful way in you, little man. Just hold still." He was walking towards the boy and ready to pull out his brains and then eat it.

Before Slasher could walk up to the boy to do his nasty work, he was stopped by Vortex

"Well, I don't think." Tex snarled. "You deal with the kid, then you gotta deal with me.