Pretear Fan Fiction ❯ The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse ❯ Disease in the Land of the Dead ( Chapter 1 )

Chapter One

Disease in the Land of the Dead

Abaddon rode into the grave in his `03 Pontiac GTO. The rain poured down from the sky like water from a running faucet. The rain falls over his car, the wiper in their futile attempt to keep the water off the windshield and provide a clear view. The disgraced angel looked out side seeing an illusion of a fallen necropolis, the city of the dead in "Dante's Inferno". The graves of the dead were dug up and robbed the stone marking where they lie fallen and over turned.

"Please come back and be careful." Mary looked to her love worried after hearing the reason for his presence here.

"I always do" Abaddon popped the trunk making her that empty promise about being careful because careful will get you killed. When hunting demons is Destroy or be Destroyed. He popped the trunk and stepped out into the rain and walked to the rear end as the trunk opened and racks unfolded revealing an impressive arsenal composed of explosives to rifles to handguns to shotguns to swords. In the center are the big guns such as a rocket and launcher, a flamethrower, a crudely made gun made by Abaddon himself that can tear through the toughest alloy like it was gold foil. In the middle of all that was a odd looking minigun. It was sterling silver with 10 rotating barrels that fire 120 6mm bullets per second. "VENOM" was etched into the handle as manufacturers named it "The Venom Minigun". Why it was called mini gun Abaddon will never understand. Abaddon too two nickel plated .45mm handguns and holstered them under his coat he also took the mini gun and two black Samurai swords incase there is any close combat or guns become useless. He also took a pump action shot gun…just in case.

"Tell me again why I can't come with you?" Mary was outside looking to Abaddon, the rain was pulling down her short blonde hair.

""Because you are going to get hurt." The only sign that Abaddon even liked her was the fact that he always protected her meaning a lot of swords and bullets went through him.

"No "I'm no…"" she caught a rifle thrown from Abaddon locked and loaded.

"Stay here" Abaddon, The destroyer was going to live up to his name once again as he walks into the graveyard, his boots sinking into the mud a bit.

Low murmur could be heard telling Abaddon to cock his minigun making the barrels spin. He closed his eyes using his sonar ability to reveal any hidden surprises that may be waiting for him.

The sound of hooves caught Abaddons ear basically muting all other sounds, as he knew instantly who is was… a Horseman of the Apocalypse.

The smell of rotting flesh filled the air, so strong it could make any mortal man pass out. The sound of the hooves grew louder as it neared him and he opened his eyes seeing the horseman was not a man at all.

The horse was an equine corpse. A heap of dead flesh rotted and decomposed, patches of skin were missing showing muscle that looked like spoiled meat. Some of its skull was visible and one eye was missing as it shook its head making a maggot fall out of its eyes socket and it fell on the rain soaked ground and it attempted to crawl back to its food source.

The rider was as beautiful as the beast she sat on was ugly. Deep pools of green eyes rested on Abaddon and admired him. Her brownish red hair was long and allowed it to drape over her large supple breasts covering them, as she wore no top. The leather pants hugged her bottom half snugly acting like a second skin. She lifted one long well shaped leg and put both legs on one side of the horse and slid off her breasts jiggling but still remained covered by her hair. She spoke in a sultry sexy voice, combined with her looks and body, any mortal man would fall on his knees and beg her to become her servant.

"Well well well… If it isn't my old lover and angel of the abyss, Abaddon." She smiled seductively stepping closer to him.

"When I heard there was some one slaughtering demons and taking there powers I really should of guessed it was you. They had all your trademarks, your kills; dismemberment, decapitation, several shells scattered on the floor on every slay site, destruction of buildings erasing evidence. It just screamed `The Destroyer'. Now what I cannot not under stand is why you would fight against us and for God? I mean one mistake and you get cast out of heaven along with the rest of us."

Abaddon and the horseman known as Pestilence but to Abaddon she was Lilith were now face to face, her putrid stench filed the air smelling of sickness and disease.

"Like you said, I was made Angle of the abyss. And as you know it's always better to rule in hell than to serve in heaven."

"But that's is where you made your big mistake…You tried to take back Hell for God but its backfired and look at you now... Welcome in neither Heaven nor Hell… An Angel with out a place. And with out wings I see." She realized that his large black wings were missing, the trademark of his kind, Archangels.

"You try walking around with giant black wings." Abaddon looked her in the eyes scanning for anything she might be planning.

"So how long are you up here for? 5 Maybe 6 hours?"

"How about till the end of the world?" Abaddon looked puzzled knowing that the Horsemen isn't allowed up on earth for more that half a day because they would cause too much chaos.

"Yea some guy sold his soul to let us free and there's nothing you can do about it dipshi…" She was cut off by the shotgun blast penetrating her body and sent her flying back into a tree. Abaddon walked up to her and grabbed her by her hair lifting her up.

"Who is the Contractor?!" He was referring to the human who made the contract and signed it with his blood sealing the deal. The only way the deal can be broken is if a divine being kills the human. "Tell me or I'll hang you with your intestines bitch!" Abaddon amazingly is being nice considering she's his ex but he shouldn't of for her body is changing.

She fell from the angel's grip as her hair became weak and her skin turned gray and rotted some of it falling off. Her eyes clouded and turned white and she turned into a grotesque beast as the skin and muscle rotted away and green lumpy slime that used to be her intestines fell out exposing her spine in the back and she stood up and pushed Abaddon sending him flying but he landed on his feet drawing his guns.

Pestilence in her true form punched into the ground with both hands and pulled out a giant bow and a large quiver of arrows and loaded it aiming for Abaddons head. "Say goodbye to the future queen of the abyss." She pulled back on the bow and released sending the arrow at him causing him to try and dodge but it was too fast and he got it in his arm tearing though and catching him sending him spinning and he lands on his back. He got back up his sleeve torn from the arrow bearing his arm as it was now healing, small tendrils of light reaches for each other and closed his wound to heal.

"I see you still take the powers of demons after you kill them." Pestilence smirked and dropped her bow and quiver. "Well taking your pretty head or heart seems like the only way to kill you. And I cannot do that whit my arrow. But…" She threw out her hands to her sides her rotted grew long to 3 feet "By my own hands Ill be happy to end your pathetic life." A high demonic scream came from her as she lunged at him giving Abaddon to bend over back wards to avoid getting a claw in his throat and Abaddon drew his own swords.

"Lets go bitch' Abaddon and Pestilence lunged at each other and crashed into each other, blades crashing into each other and Pestilence got a good punch in and impaled the arch angel with her other set of nail through his gut and lifted him up making him scream in pain and drop his swords. She threw him into a grave with angels with their arms out stretched and Abaddon using his reflexes to turn in the air and land in the arms of a sculpture of Gabriel. "Thanks Gabe." Abaddon got up off the angel and ran at the feminine beast and slid under her legs so he could get his blades and gets back up running back at her and jumping up as Pestilence slashed at his legs and he swung his arms to his side to behind him driving his sword into her sides from behind making her scream in pain and the angel pulled her to his back keeping his grip with his blades and jumps up taking her with him high in the air and falls back down on his has making her take the force of the impact. Abaddon got up taking his swords free from her rotted body and began walking away thinking his job was done. He walked out of the graveyard and back to his car.

"How did it go?" Mary asked as Abaddon got in the car. She was still holding the rifle as she waited for him in the car.

"Hail to the king baby" Abaddon smirked putting a cigarette in his mouth and lit it as he began to drive again back towards the main road.

"I see it went good" Mary smiled and sniffed the air "What on earth is that? Its horrible." Abaddon smelled it too and saw that Mary was getting sick from the smell alone and he instantly knew. He looked in the rear view mirror and saw the undead equine riding toward him, and its rider was the rotted form of Pestilence beating her ride so that he would go faster towards the GTO. "Nu-uh This Bitch is not going to out run this car." He shifted speeds again and keeps increasing his speed so that he could get some distance between them.

Pestilence was furious and was determined to destroy the angel as she beat her horse harder causing it to stop sending the horseman over its head and got back up. "What the hell was that?" The horse looked a its master with its one eye and in their own way of communicating told her that she hit him too hard. She apologized and heard a sound and saw Abaddon not far off and he was on one knee holding what looks like a tube. Something flew out of the tube and it turned out to be a rocket. Pestilence got on her horse and rode off to avoid the missile knowing this would kill her being a physical being now and turned to the side knowing rockets travel in a straight line till they run out of fuel. She was wrong because the Missile turned and followed her and finally the tip hit her horse which caused it to blow up severely damaging her house and burnt off the muscle of Pestilence legs and she fell rolling on the ground breathing hard the upper half of her body returned to her form of beauty. Abaddon walked toward her both handguns draw and towered over her form. They exchanged words in Latin as Pestilence begged for I to let her live and shell become his sex slave and Abaddon smirked.

"Your not my type" Abaddon cocked his guns and pointed them at her head. "Before you told me to say goodbye to the future queen of the abyss. Well Id rather keep that title for myself." He raised the guns to her head and shot them until they ran out of ammo but she still lived but was in extreme pain so The Archangel pulled out a sword and raised it. "Hail to the king baby." He brought down his blade severing her head and finally killing her. Abaddon watched the head roll away and reached in his coat pulling out a cigarette and a lighter and lit it smoking another cigarette. "Hail to the king." Abaddon walked to his car and began driving again.

"You kill her this time?" Mary asked and Abaddon nodded as he drove away puffing on his cigarette. "You know that's going to kill you one da…" She realized who she was talking to and Abaddon didn't even look at her letting it slide as they drove into eh sunrise.

"So what do you want to eat for breakfast? Abaddon asked.

"I'm in the mood for eggs and bacon" Mary responded getting hungry.

"K, look for a diner." The archangel looked to Mary and drove.