Chapter 1:Gear Up

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The story begins on the border between Heaven and Hell. Shadowgun paces back and forth, waiting for his father, Satan, to arrive. Shadowgun was a tall, slim man who seemed to be about 20 years old. He wore a heavy fur coat that seemed to have multiple buckles and a mask that covered his mouth and nose. His hair wasn't necessarily short, but it didn't reach past his chin. It was dark red and went multiple different directions. As he was, the only skin that showed was his blue eyes and the area around them. He continued to pace as he waited patiently for Satan to show. At last, he did. Satan was a very tall demon with horns and the body of a mutated wolf-man hybrid. He stood about half a foot taller than Shadowgun and kept his distance when he appeared.

"What took you so long?" Shadowgun said in a partially demonic voice. Satan replied with a smile."Don't worry about that. I have a task for you, son." Shadowgun stood with his back to Satan as he didn't think very high of him. He looked back at him with a skeptical look."Son? You must've really gotten into some shit this time. But why choose me out of the millions of generations of demons you watch over?" Satan walked over to Shadowgun and placed a hand on his shoulder, but he shrugged it off."For two reasons. Firstly, this task calls for an assassin. Are you not the most skilled assassin known down here?" Shadowgun looked away from Satan with an irritated look in his eyes."I'm one of the best. There are four of us, remember?" Satan stepped away and turned his back to Shadowgun as if he was trying to keep from looking at him when he spoke."That's the other reason. This task also calls for you to hunt down your brothers." Shadowgun's eyes widen as he looked back, not facing Satan directly."Do you not remember our deal? We all agreed to stay out of trouble as long as we could go our separate ways." "Yes, I do. But there's something I need you four to take care of." Satan's reply intrigued Shadowgun slightly."So what will we get out of this?" Satan had a small grin on his face since he knew he had Shadowgun on board."You'll finally be released from this place." Shadowgun turned slowly towards Satan and gained a sinister smile that was hidden by his mask but shown by his eyes."You'd better not be joking, old man. Cause if you are, you'll regret it." Satan grinned a bit at the words and spoke one last sentence before completely vanishing."Don't try anything, Shady. You know where to find me when you're done." And with that, Satan had disappeared. Shadowgun's smile slowly faded as he headed towards his area of Hell. There was the North, South, East, and West sections of Hell, each overlooked by a different demon under Satan. Shadowgun was over the North. As he arrived, he went to his cave and began to adjust his weapons. He was named after what he used:guns. He had assault rifles, a hunting rifle, submachine guns, an RPG, a sniper rifle, shotguns, revolvers, pistols, a railgun, and a minigun, all of which he carried inside of his coat. They didn't appear unless he has his hand near the area that he drew them from. He spent most of his time working on his revolvers, speculating what his father had in mind for him and his brothers."What could he possibly need all of us for? Last time I checked, there hasn't been a demon down here that I couldn't handle myself. Same for them." For once, Shadowgun was oblivious to Satan's intentions."Well...I guess that doesn't matter. All that matters is what he said...we'll be released...is that even possible?" Shadowgun sat in silence as those words that Satan spoke echoed in his head. Eventually, his silence was interrupted by the arrival of a demon in his doorway."Sir, your motorcycle is ready whenever you are." He replied with a slight nod as he slowly made his way to his copper and inevitably started his trip to the East, where his youngest brother resided.

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