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warriorqueen1991 · 6 years

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What Fresh Hell (pt.6)

Characters: Clyde Brenek x Katrina (oc)

Warnings: blood, gore, violence, angst, religious interpretations

Notes: my god it's been awhile since I updated this bad boy, sorry about for those of you who actually read this. The descriptions of the crab demons in this chapter are very vague because I kinda wanted you guys to have fun letting your imagination conjure up just the scariest bug/crab demons you could think of lol

And just think of this chapter as the scariest fucking rollarcoaster ride in your damn life 😂😂😂

Thank you @noodlecupcakes for helping me get this fic back on track 😘

P.S. if ya want tagged please let me know ;)

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Sitting in what looked like an abandoned subway station, Katrina and Clyde slumped down in one of the wooden benches. Clyde still had the towel pressed to his neck, his red eyes slowly dimming as he wiped the drying blood on his hands against his pants.

Katrina scooted closer to him, slowly lifting her fingers to the blood soaked towel “Let me have a look”. Clyde grimaced but let her move the soaked fabric from his skin “we need to get back on his trail… there's no sense in sitting around waiting for him to show up again”.

Katrina nodded “I might know someone who can help”.

Clyde looked at her with tired eyes, he was exhausted. “And who might that be?” he sighed touching his mostly healed wound as Katrina got to her feet. Wrapping his blood soaked towel around her fist, she dropped down onto the tracks making him stand up.

“what the hell are you doing?”

Katrina took a deep breath “getting us a ride”. Holding up her towel wrapped fist, she let out a shaky breath as blood ran down her arm “come on Charlie!”

Clyde furrowed his brow as a gust of foul smelling wind wafted up through the tunnel, the sound of disembodied screams wailing from the darkness as Katrina was suddenly bathed in bright red light. The loud roaring scream of a monstrous train bellowing from the abyss, scrambling up from the tracks as Clyde grabbed her hand they both turned to watch the jet black steel horse come to a stop.

Clyde coughed as he placed his bloody hand over his mouth, the smell was unbelievable.

Squealing to a halt, a large wave of red mist flowed up from under the machine. The train was an old Steam Engine, the rusty black steel looking odd filling up the underground rails. The large cow catcher jutting out from its front resembled that of an Angler Fishes teeth.

Clyde moved next to Katrina eyeing the mechanical monster with a look of uncertainty “is that thing breathing?” The corner of Katrina's lips quirked up as she took a step forward, her hand moving up to slide against the warm metal. The train seemed to shift beneath her, it's metal plating expanding as a low growl rumbled up from its jaws.

“Charlie is a friend, he'll help us get close to Zule”.

Clyde grimaced but followed her inside as the giant machine moved forward with a low groan of steel. Entering the train car Clyde grimaced, the whole inside was covered in slime. The seats and decor were formed from bones and innards, the sound of their steps squelching beneath them made his stomach turn.

Katrina on the other hand smiled brightly, running up into the small room the conductor would normally be sitting. Moving around the large furnace she ran her hand over a large pulsating mass of tissue.

Clyde watched in curiosity as she delved her fingers into its folds almost gently as a low hum vibrated around them, the mass of flesh glowing slightly as Katrina closed her eyes.

Clyde’s brow creased as he watched her, her expressions changing before she finally pulled her fingers from the grotesque ball “we're ready to go”. Clyde gave her a confused look “so, what...you talked to it?”

She shrugged “something like that, more like showed him my memories...he understood what I wanted”. He shook his head with a sigh “Ok so now what?”

She smiled patting his shoulder “now we wait”.

He growled softly as she moved past him, taking a seat on one of the few dry seats. Clyde pressed his hand against the nearby wall as Charlie jolted forward, his loud roar signalling his departure. The rattling of his steel wheels against the rusted tracks screaming around them as Clyde moved to lean against the wall next to Katrina.

“Your wrong you know?”

He looked down at the woman sitting next to him, her long brunette hair hanging loosely around her shoulders. “About?” he rasped, his hands running down his face before he folded them across his chest with a deep sigh. leaning his head back against the fleshy wall he rocked slightly with the demonic transport as Katrina let out a deep sigh “you said you didn't fight Abyzou, your wrong”.

Clyde frowned “I didn't know what the hell I was doin”. She looked up at him “but you fought for your daughter, if it hadn't been for you she would of been lost...your amazing Clyde”. His hazel eyes drifted open as he looked down at her as she continued “you sacrifice yourself for others without a second thought to your own safety, your completely selfless”. She shook her head in disbelief with a soft smile “that, is one of the rarest qualities you can find in a human...you scare them”.

Clyde’s face remained stoic as he looked back at the opposite wall “call it what you want, I call it having nothing to fuckin loose and just not giving a damn anymore”.

Katrina watched him with sad eyes “your not as horrible as you'd like to think Clyde…” she trailed off as he closed his eyes once more “try to get some rest, we may not get another opportunity”. She nodded leaning back in her seat, Clyde seemed so drained.

She hoped he would find a spark to light the fire in his soul again, the same iron will he found to save his daughter.

They needed that Clyde.

They needed hope.

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The loud clanging of metal against metal jolted Clyde awake as Katrina toppled to the slick floor. “What the hell was that?” he growled moving to one of the small windows as sparks rained down from the roof.

Crawling across the floor she stumbled to her feet as the loud roar of Charlie exploded around them “we're under attack!!!”

Clyde hung his head out the window narrowing his eyes as several sharp insect-leg legs scuttled across the roof, scratching against the metal. Ducking back inside as they zoomed alongside another jet black train, Clyde moved to the large motor unit climbing up the rusty ladder.

The suffocatingly hot air almost brought him to his knees as they emerged from the damp tunnel, jets of red steam shooting up from the jagged smokestacks lining the locomotives back. Charlie jolted slightly as he made a sharp turn, his wheels pushing against the tracks as he accelerated.

Crawling on top of the demonic train Clyde slowly got to his feet, his black coat whipping around him as his eyes widened at their surroundings.

A loud roaring scream echoing around the expanse of orange sky as streaks of red lightning spiderwebbed across the overcast dimension.

The sound of legs scuttling across the metal roof caught his attention as several large crab-like demons crawled up from second car. Their green-black carcapases shimmering in the sepia lighting. Drool covered mandibles twitched as they screeched in excitement, snapping their double set of barb covered claws as they cambered over one another in order to get closer to Clyde.

Baring his fangs as they dropped from his gums, Clyde held his arms from his side as his ink black claws ejected out from his bleeding fingers.

Catching the first crab demon by its claws he quickly planted his feet forcing it's large body tumbling over the edge, stumbling back away just as two more slammed into his body.

The loud crack of one's pinchers clamping down around his arm made him growl, snarling in pain he pulled the twisting creature with him as he kicked another smaller one from the train.

Swinging around as he dropped to his knees he crashed the demon attached to his arm into a nearby smokestack, it's tough shell cracking like an egg under the sanguine steel horse as it fell to the tracks.

Charlie roared once more, his body jumping slightly as the tracks winded up into another rickety tunnel. Clyde felt the shift as he continued to fight off the swarm of demon insects, punching his clawed fist through the shell of one he quickly tackled another as its wiggling mandibles reached for his blood streaked face.

Gritting his teeth as he forced the creatures sharp legs from the train Clyde’s eyes widened as he noticed the track drop away up ahead, digging his claws into the damp steel he growled as Charlie suddenly dropped off the mountain into another dark tunnel.

The long train spinning around along the rattling rails like a twisted rollercoaster as he closed his eyes, the world was spinning as they dove from the tunnel the old train twisting around another loop causing Clyde's claws to loosen their hold.

“Fuck!!” He growled as he rolled over as the track dropped once more, several crab demons falling away as Charlie twisted around onto the ceiling spinning around the tunnel as several metal panels shot out to grind against the walls, slowing his rapid decent.

Sparks rained down around the twisting locomotive as it dropped onto another set of tracks like a demonic worm.

Clyde could feel his stomach lurching as red steam bellowed up around him, the beast of a train coming to a rattling stop in front of what looked like the set of an old western. The large tunnel they had just dropped from hanging from the orange clouds like a hamster tunnel.

Clyde grimaced with a pained grunt as he looked at the old train station, the large wooden sign reading “Welcome To Limbus”.

Getting to his feet he slowly slid off the side of the train, his boots hitting the dirt in a puff of dust.

Katrina dropped off the steps looking around in confusion “why would he come here?”

Clyde’s breathing was heavy as the thunderous sound of horses could be heard coming up through the ticket tunnel. Dust and other debris twirling up around them as a large group of heavily decomposed men rode up on rusted mechanical horses, the gears creaking loudly as they pulled them to a halt.

“What's your business here?”

The spirit with a voice eyed Clyde then Katrina, his jaw attached to his skull with copper wire and a mass of rusty metal plates.

Katrina forced a what Clyde could only assume was a friendly smile “we're uh..just passing through you haven't by chance seen a demon come through have you?”

He growled flexing his jaw as a large chunk of flesh fell from his bare chest plopping to the wooden platform as his mechanical horse shifted its weight.

“No demon here!”

Clyde growled letting his eyes flash red causing the metal animals to whine in distress as their undead riders began growling and murmuring amongst themselves.

“No demon huh?” He rasped stepping forward as the leader of the posse wrinkled his rotting lips “no!”

Shifting on his steed he made a low gurgling noise before pointing toward a large castle in the distance, the monolithic structure standing out against the dead expanse of desert. It's black stone blocking out the sun as red lightning struck it's pointed towers making it look like something from Mary Shelly.

“Follow the shadows” he growled, dropping his hand back to his waist as he spurred his horse forward. The other riders turning back down the platform, their metal hooves banging against the dusted wood.

“The darkness follows, follow the shadows and you'll find the demon”.

Clyde glanced at the dark castle before looking back to the undead rider with a nod, tipping its hat the ghoul gurgled something incoherent before quickly following his group of riders.

Katrina moved in next to him as she blinked, the wind bellowing around them as they stared at the monstrous building.

“Any idea on what the hell were walking into in there?”

She looked up at him with a sad smile “it's the Citadel Of Limbo...be sure not to loose sight” she looked around her nervously “this place was made to make you feel welcome. Once we're inside your mind is going to play tricks on you, make you want to stay….like it's your own personal heaven”.

Clyde scoffed “never was too interested in heaven to be honest”.

She frowned watching as he narrowed his eyes at the castle.

“We all have something we'd rather lose ourselves in Clyde”.

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