Two Sides One Coin

The Masked Madman

Gun shots fire...

Swords swing...

And knives fly...

"YOU CAN'T KILL ME HUNTER, AND THE ONLY THING KEEPING YOU ALIVE IS THAT YOU ARN' T HUMAN!" yells a Demon with a voice that sounded like it has a stadic filter on it.

"YOU WISH I WAS HUMAN STADIC! TIME FOR YOU TO GO BACK TO HELL!" Yells Jack as he throws 5 knives at the demon.

Eatch knife hit its target first the demon' s shoulders, than one on each side of his waist, finally one pierceing it's head.

"Your a fool Hunter this alone can't kill me! What! I can't move! A pentagram, a devil trap! These knives are made of Iron and infused with salt, oh you are a clever Hunter arn't you?"

Jack thrust forward with his sword and pieces the chest of the demon.

"This sword is made of iron. This will disperse your form or at least weaken it." Jack steps back leaving the sword,"Now it's time to send you back."

"FOOLISH HUNTER! THE ONLY THING KEEPING YOU AND ANYONE YOU CARE ABOUT FROM BEING DAMED TO HELL IS THAT CURSED MASK OF YOURS!" Yelled the demon as loud as it could with a hell scream.

"Well, sorry to disappoint but you aren't seeing this face untill you come back out of Hell, which will not be happening any time soon." Jack unhooks a book from his belt and opens it to a page book marked with a possession protection charm, "Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica. Ergo draco maledicte
et omnis legio diabolica adjuramus te. Cessa decipere humanas creaturas, eisque aeternae Perditionis venenum propinare. Vade, Satana, inventor et magister omnis fallaciae, hostis humanae salutis. Humiliare sub potenti manu dei, contremisce et effuge, invocato a nobis sancto et terribili nomine, quem inferi tremunt. Ab insidiis diaboli, libera nos, Domine.
Ut Ecclesiam tuam secura tibi facias libertate servire te rogamus, audi nos. Ut inimicos sanctae Ecclesiae humiliare digneris, te rogamus, audi nos. Terribilis Deus de sanctuario suo. Deus Israhel ipse truderit virtutem
et fortitudinem plebi Suae.
Benedictus deus. Gloria patri."(see end of part for translation.)

The demon slowly becomes black smoke and looks as if he is falling through the floor.

"You win this time Hunter, but You ... will Die, and I will be the first to stick you with a pitchfork."

The floor looks as if it was covered in ashes still filled with embers, the demon was sent back to Hell.

"Hey Angel every thing okay in there I need you to burn the portal I found." Jack yells crouched over a black, wooden pentagram.

"Okay Jack just hold on a sec." Angela yells back.

As Angela comes running down the hall to find Jack she runs into a salt line and slams into it like a wall with a loud thud.

"Ptttt, Crap I forgot to brake the salt line." Jack says trying to keep from laughing, "let me do that, there that should do it are you okay? . . . Wait, what are you wearing? Is that one of my hoodies? And my jeans? But they fit to your body type? And that mask where did you get it? ALPHA WHAT THE HELL!"

"What Jack? It's the same pair you gave her I just made it fit her better."

"LIKE HELL YOU DID! WHEN DID YOU TAKE HER MESURMENTS?! YOU DIDN'T."