20 Marked for Death- wait it actually worked..... (2/2)

”Well she would just be an easy way for us to infiltrate the Demons and how she is going to be used, cannot be disclosed to outsiders.”

”In fact, adding you to the list of undead would be sooo much more fascinating.” he replied silently licking hjis rotten teeth and lips with his tongue.

Well so much for stalling.

”Is that so.” Lucas sighed. ”What a pity then.”

He pointed a finger gun at the revenant.

”All who stand in my way, shall be marked for oblieration

Then froze. Old habits die hard it seems..

Back when he was the leader of the anarchists, he had never gotten his hands dirty.

Those he wanted dead, he would just point finger guns at and Martin would finish the job, once Lucas snapped his fingers. Really cringey but it put great psychological pressure on the enemies.

It was only funny till the blood started spilling. The

Lucas slowly withdrew his finger gun and sighed to himself ”It seems like I will have to get my hands dirty this time.”

The revenant however still wanted to chat ”Join us too. The time for our rise has come, wouldn't it be better to fight with us than against us.” he looked over creepilly and seemingly lustfully at Lucas.

Lucas grimaced, the more that guy talked the more disgusted he felt.

He walked backwards to his sahdow portal, preparing to begin the show, but paused for a second his eyes taking on a mischevious glint.

He tilted his head to one side and looked at the revenat right in the sockets.

He snapped his fingers.

”Die.”

He said as if it was more of a fact than a command. As if that were the most natural of things in the world.

He didn't really expect anything to happen, but it did.

Shadow died.

His head exploded suddenly and the blood and grey matter scattered everywhere onto the surrounding zombies.

The entire graveyard was held in dead silence.

Emma White was staring at the headless corpse, eyes wide open, unable to believe that the man could kill others with a snap.

Ting, ting, ting.

A small bullet casing bounced and rolled down to his feet.

Lucas silently picked it up and read the inscription.

.300 Winchester Magnum

Lucas closed his eyes and smiled widely, silently uttering a word.

”Martin....”

However before he could spend any more time processing the situation few small spiked metal balls were thrown into the graveyard.

Without wasting a second he grabbed the demon general who was still trying to figure out what the fuck was going on, and escaped...

As the entire graveyard was full of explosions and flying shapnel shreeded zombies like swiss cheese, Lucas could just make out the sound of someone laughing maniacally.

”Die, you filthy zombies! Die! HAhahahaha! Feel the wrath of my EXPLOSION!”

”Yea, just looking at them make me puke.”

Lucas deadpanned

”Fucking Vincent too!”

”Just what the Fuck is going on here tonight!” General White exclaimed while looking at Lucas.

He shrugged, responding-

”You and me both pal”

”You and me both...”