Act One: Beijing, China

Iha's fingers rubbed against the rough grip of his M1911 nervously. What had been happening the last few days almost frightened him to the point of no return, but a vow was a vow. He would not let an evil walk the earth. Though, how to truly stop it was beyond him.

A few days ago he was on his normal day's run when Mehka called him back to the house. The news did the rest of the telling. Creatures coming out of the ground, killing people, and all over the world. It was only about time that they would get to India. The thought of his neighbors perishing in such a horrible way... Iha decided to take the fight to them.

Mehka, Dr. Icarus, and Iha sat comfortably in the cabin of the large command center type aircraft. They left almost as soon as they heard. Tried to pick the closest destination. China was it.

Each of them leaning against a different wall. Mehka was quiet, her too, fear gripped them all, but the Doctor seemed to talk more because of it. Always going on about the new equipment and weaponry he attached to the plane. After all, the Egypt indecent was a doozy.

"We are coming on a landing zone, Beijing international. I'll set it down for a moment.. As soon as your feet-"
"We know, we know!" Mehka interrupted.
Iha looked at her lovingly taking her hand for a moment as the back door started to open. Wind whirled around the cabin and made it difficult to hear so he spoke loud, "Why don't you stay here with him!? If I need any help I'll radio over Comm." He questioned.
She said nothing.
"Plus, I have the T-16s!" He gestured toward the five androids that stood behind him.
"Be careful!" Mehka trembled and gave Iha a hug. Without another word she quickly disappeared back into the plane.

Wind pulsed through the cabin as the large door opened. Its hydraulics whining as they started to land. For a brief moment the plane came to a stop. Iha and the five T-16 jumped out of the plane. As soon as their boots hit the ground the aircraft sped off into the sky.

The airport was in shambles. The runway was the only thing that seemed to be fully intact. The roofs that were once flat now sat at crooked angles, windows were glassless and empty, only leaving shards about the ground.

Making it to the street was actually quite simple when you had a map downloaded right to your head. It too was a picture of destruction. Buildings almost crumpled, glass and peaces of metal sprawled on the ground, cars and buses burning.

"Prepare yourself..." Iha told the other androids.

When the demons first crawled out of hell it scared Michael. The first thing he did when he saw the demons was fly back to his island and hide. It wasn't the demons that scared him as much as the thought that if they could escape from hell then what else or who else could as well. Eventually he decided to leave his island when he thought about the other people those monsters must have been hurting. He flew from his island without having any idea where he was actually going.

    When he saw the destroyed buildings in Beijing he decided to stop there. He searched the area and killed any demons he saw. He headed towards the airport when he heard a plane land there and watched the androids from a rooftop. He summoned his sword and waited. He knew that if he heard it any demons still there may have heard it as well and was waiting for them to come.

    If any demons appeared he would fly down and attack them. While he waited he looked at the weapons the androids had in case they decided to attack him. He may have sworn to never kill but was willing to make a exception for demons. He hated demons more then anything else he has ever encountered. He was ready to do anything to stop whatever was going on.

Beijing, China. One of the great cities of the world was currently burning. Demons rampaged through the streets, those less inclined to morality pillaged and raped and heroes tried in vain to save the city. The massive buildings were cracked and broken, gore and blood pouring from the wrecked cracks. Above the crackling of the flames consuming the ground and the screams of the demons ravaging the city came the creaking and moaning of the damaged structures, threatening to collapse onto the fiery streets. The body of a child burned and barely recognizable lay on a pile of his kin, left behind almost like a warning of the sheer madness from which these demons suffer. What few humans remained were fighting valiantly, but it was a losing fight. With claw and fang and iron skin they withstood the onslaught, more and more demons pouring forth from the crack in earth, only adding to the horde already present within the city. Confined as they were, they nonetheless pushed forth until all the world was threatened to be consumed.

From the secluded sanctity of her penthouse lair, Katrina watched the world burn. She could help, of course, but her mission was complete. She had no role here. It was only by virtue of luck that she managed to be unscathed throughout the ordeal. Slowly, her delicate hand closed on the necklace in her pocket; supposedly an ancient artifact from the days of the pharaoh, it was said to grant it’s wearers the power to wield the sands like a weapon. Hearing this had made her laugh. That ability was already well within her grasp, and the powers of this ‘artifact’ were sadly much exaggerated. Still … she thought to the collection she had already procured, a testament to a recent crime spree, it would look great hanging on a shelf.

Her cell phone beeped. Typically in a situation like this, cell phones won’t work … but this was a different breed. Sleek and shiny with a silver sword in place of any logo, it channeled its signal through Almawt instead of any tower, effectively allowing it to effortlessly transmit through any place and time. It was quite useful, particularly when you were waiting for a ride during the middle of the apocalypse. Right on cue, the thwap thwap of a helicoptor rotor signaled said rides arrival. From her viewpoint positioned by the open window, she saw it coming from the distance, it’s sleek black body slicing through the sky like the finger of god. Katrina smirked. Hell of a metaphor for the situation. But she had to get ready.

A small inkling of doubt wormed its way into her soul, and Katrina was never one to be left unprepared. By the time the helicopter got close enough, meeting them was no longer a girl, but a cold, emotionless killing machine. The light of the demonic hordes were reflected in her eyes, the ribbons of the niqab fluttering in the breeze. The copter darted closer like a wasp, avoiding the fireballs and the demons that flew through it. A rain of blood showered the ground below, barely missing their patron as a demon flew into the blades, ripping the creature to shreds. BUt this was the beginning of the end. The copter wobbled, the pilots desperately attempting to correct themselves but a second demon crashed into them, ripping through the hull and tearing the screaming pilot out of his seat. Apophis watched with mild irritation as the helicopter crashed. And in that instant, a plane landed at the airport … on the other side of the city.

Time to get busy.

A shower of metal heralded her arrival, the mix of shuriken and knives flying through the sky at speeds to rival a bullet. Any demons stupid enough to be on the receiving demons were suddenly greeted by a hole through themselves. The landing area clear, Apophis set foot, her gold rings clanging with magic as she jumped from the penthouse saferoom. And she was off running, her bow collapsed and stashed in the golden utility belt on her hips and her two blades were in her hand. With these she ripped her bloody way through town. She didn’t stick to the ground, oh no; her Gold Rings let her take to the walls, running without a sound across the walls like gravity didn’t affect her; and her blades still stained the grounds with blood. These peons couldn’t handle the might of her magic, the red rings that amplified her force significantly her weapon in this battle.

She was already lagging, and she rested in an abandoned apartment on the fifteenth floor of downtown. The airport was still so far away, and yet she was stuck, here, with these monsters- she held her breath as a creature like a dog but pitch black and the size of an elephant streaked past, running along something that looked like smoke but was far more dense. The breath she let out was a relieved one. She had to find a better way to get to the freaking airport. Even she couldn’t manage to destroy an entire army by herself ...