Sins & Sympathy I: Book Of Edges

Crack in the Routine - Chapter 1/Page 2

The people were scrambling all around the Central of Town, as the spiral road to the town's second layer was broken, and into the burning depths below. Sin was walking through the fearful croud like a ghost through a wall, until he made it to the railing. He then looked up to the massive titan, and yelled "Hey! Douchebag! Down here!" The stone giant didn't budge, but a shadow from the sky started to get closer, and closer to the ground, and it wasn't alone. The sky was filled with raining silhouettes. When they made ground-contact, they started as black pools of liquid. Then they emerged as robed shadows wielding scythes, and scimitars. They started to slaughter people, blood quickly poored into the brick, while the massacre sprung into the action. "Help! HELP!" A woman screamed and shrilled. A silhouette was about to execute her with decapitation, until a bullet to the head knocked it over. It opened it's red eyes, only to see the barrel of a gold-plate Desert Eagle right in front of it. Sin pointed the barrel at it's forehead, and looked at it, smirking. The woman watched him execute the Shadow, as it chanted "LIES!!!" The other figures stopped their killing sprees and started for Sin, who stood there, at the handle of his blade, and trigger of his gun. That's when the real fun began. Sin started to verse each demon solo, until push came to shove and more demons joined. Their numbers multiplied, until a large, special robed Silhouette crashed to the floor, with a large, bandaged scimitar quarter size of the town's diameter. The other silhouettes left to presume chase on citizens, as Sin, and the Massive shadow-beast stared eachother down. That's when the beast slumped over to charge at him, but Sin was prepared. They started to sword fight standardly, until they met a gridlock. Both swords were tangled against each other, and it was all in timing. That's when Sin decided to cheat, by shooting the Demon head on with his Desert Eagle. The beast fell over, leaving Sin the opportunity to slay it. Upon pressing forward to end off the beast, a figure dived blade-first into the Beast, as it cried "DAMNATION!". The figure rose from the beast's back, and didn't hesitate to charge forward against Sin. "Hey! We're both on the same side here!" Sin exclaimed throwing himself in gridlock with the figure. This man was dressed in a long, black trenchcoat, buttoned up with grey pants, and an odd, blue crown-like mask, that dived over his ears. He had a bizarre glowing hand, of red, demonic flesh, and cracks of a glowing blue essence. Sin was pushed to the ground, and looked up to the Figure. "What the hell is your problem!?" He said, until the figure outspoke his insults. "You're nothing but trouble to my plans." the man said calmly. "Plans? Like ruin the grand-opening to my refinery!?" Sin said. "Silly pester, the figure said, you haven't even learned the full truth of your--" He choked the words as-if he didn't want to say them "Our...history." Sin looked at him, then double-thought the appearance, then the events. "Well, I must be off." The man started to leave, until Sin yelled. "Hey, wait! Tell me your name, so I can kick your pompus ass next time I see you round'!" The man tilted his head slightly, "The name is Nigel, dear Sin." He then scaled the feet of the massive Brim-Stone titan. As he left, an armored truck pulled in, with a logo representing an Angel wielding a sword. A man in a suit walked out, he was fairly old, but could still walk on his own without a third wheel. "Sin. Long time no see." He said. The face looked all to familiar..."Oooooooh...no." Sin thought to himself. "Roxford!...Long time...no see to you as well!" Sin tried to get up formally, but slipped on a rock the first time, until Roxford finally put out his hand to help up. It's okay, we have work to do. He said.