Time to find mom.

You step out of the portal, a shutter going through the nearby landscape as you emerge. The sulfur and ash in the air would burn any normal being's lunges, but due to your demonic blood, you find it merely annoyingly making your throat a tad sore.

You look around you, seeing that you emerged in a tunnel out of a cave on the edge of the Underworld. The walls look their made of flesh and guts, made of stone and coal. The crackling of fire and wails of some poor bitch getting fucked sound in your ears, ringing around your helm. Doesn't matter. You came here for one person and one person alone. One of your mothers.

You walk forward, only to notice the tunnel ends with a drop into one of the many island or small continent sized caverns of hell. The drop is nearly two thousand feet down, the wall lined with brutal bone looking spikes... and dick looking spikes. You sigh, and jump, trying to go further out so that you don't have to deal with those spikes. Nearly five hundred feet from the ground, you unfurl your wings, and slow down so you can land safely. You have six wings, all covered in crimson feathers and extend outward to nearly thirty feet long, each, giving you a sixty two foot wingspan. But, despite how beautiful they might have looked, you only knew them as they are now; burned with black and brown feathers, hardly shells of what angel wings look like. Still, they do their job well enough.

You land with a thud, smoke and salt rising around you, your armor rumbling as you land. You stand, slowly, and look around. To your left, you notice a fortunate sight. Two Abigors are getting their dicks wet, with a Succubus between the two, blowing or wanking them with gusto. You curl your wings back into your back, the feathers brushing slightly painfully against your black fur cloak.

You advance behind the two Abigors, both blind to you due to the fact their getting their cocks sucked. But the succubus notices... sadly, she is too slow to alert the two she is giving skull to, and watches as you slam their heads together, knocking both out with your inhuman strength. She spits out one of their cocks just in time to scream, trying to scoot back. Cute, she thought she could run away.

You lunge forward, and activate your energy shield, the shield igniting to life into a blue plasma kite shield, slamming it into her stomach as she scoots back on her ass and palms, pinning it her to the ground. She yells and claws at the shield, terrified by the figure that is you. You will admit, you are a fearful sight to most monsters. Nearly 7 and a half feet tall, wearing a helmet that looks like an old crusader helm but with a black spartan plumage and two sets of horns, one demonic and the other like a pair of rams emerging from the dark emerald green metal. A dark gray metal cross splits the breathing holes in half and goes up to the spartan plumage, the arms of the cross going towards your eye holes, where your crimson eyes burn from. You wear two pauldrons, massive domes of metal with dark gray spikes emerging from it protecting your shoulders, shoulder blades, and upper biceps. You also are wearing massive gauntlets, gray spike like ridges coming from the knuckles, and futuristic wiring and tubes going from your gauntlets to you your pauldrons. You chest piece hides all your vital organs and such under a plate of dark emerald metal... oh, and they also hide your boobs, you guess. A pair of tassets cover your hips and ass, also lined with dark gray spikes and with tubing and wires connected from it to your chest piece. You will admit, you do like spikes and futuristic details. A pair of greaves and knee guards cover your legs, and dark boots over your feet, the dark emerald green giving off an unholy but not demonic feel to you, and the dark spikes coming from the toe of your boots also makes you look kind bad ass. You also are wearing the skin of a huge black beast, a warg or a bear of some kind. Under all the armor, a black suit of something sits. You know it's a ballistics Kevlar combo that can withstand friction and heat, along with bullets and shrapnel. It's a weaker line of defense compared to your outer armor, but it does well against stray grenade shrapnel.

The succubus continues to scream. You sigh/growl, wanting to shut her up. You lean down as far as you can, and plant your foot on her stomach, right below her D cup breasts, threatening to poke them with your spiked boots if she flails too much.

"I have a message for Arch Duke Barbatos. Tell her, her daughter the Slayer has arrived, and seeks an audience to her. Should she try and bar my way to her, I will pummel everything and everyone in my way to get to her just so I can break her nose and kick in her teeth. Should she comply and not send the Legions of Hell after me, I will only wish to talk. Capisce ?" I growl, the sulfur in the air making my voice more gravelly than it normally is.

She nods her head so fast, I swear she almost snapped her neck doing so. I nod to her and remove my shield from her stomach... only to kick her away from me with the heel of my boot, sending her sprawling for a moment, before she gets up and scampers away. I watch as she extends her wings and flies off, to tell my demonic mother my message.

Hehe... I hope she tries to bare my way, otherwise the trip to her spire is gonna be boring as hell...