ERBoH: Virtual Hell

"What happened you?" Adonis was a weakened mess on the ground. He could no longer use his weapons, and was at the mercy of Polar, "You used to be a Cyberspace Officer with me... and the others... You've let corruption fall upon yourself. What would Rob and Dion think of you?"

"They'd think that I'm a hell of a fighter!" Polar let his arm surge with electricity. He raised it to deliver the finishing blow to his heated battle against Adonis.

"Please..." Adonis coughed out a small stream of blood, "This isn't the Polar I met. The Polar that helped me become an officer. I know he's inside of you still. So please... Can you give mercy, so that we can rejoin in peace?"

"..." Polar was silent. He lowered his arm, and let a few tears drop from his face. He then raised his arm back and swung it violently down towards Adonis, "No!"

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2 Years Earlier

This world is an interesting one. It's not a complete reality, it's a virtual landscape. This area is only accessible by the members of ERBoH.com. Regular users are citizens in this world, while the moderators and administrators have gone to the name "Cyberspace Officers". All was good, living with balance inside of this virtual world. Until one day, one of only two chief officers, Polar, made an interesting discovery. While stopping a forumer from robbing a Rep-Bank, he ended up killing the forumer. No one had done it before. Polar then learned that killing a forumer in cyberspace... Kills them for real.

The Supreme Leaders of ERBoH, Rob and Dion have left to a faraway land, out of anyone's contact. In that time, Polar's unquenchable bloodlust started a revolution. Along with his other chief, Sam, he turned the reasonable forum government into a deadly dictatorship, hellbent on terminating everyone for the sake of owning their own dimension. Because no loyal forumers are evil enough to join them in their quest for agony, the chiefs -- now deemed Shadow Gods -- have enlisted the help of 2 groups of people. Spambots, engineered to fire plasma bullets and work at the whim of the Shadow Gods, and Maxims. Maxim is short for Maximum, because they're freed the most evil of all forumers known and have used them as bodyguards and workers.

There is no hope for the citizens of ERBoH, as the non-corrupt military has made their own defenses, deemed the United Military Heroes. The citizens, going as the Pure-Hearts, are under control by their brilliant leaders -- Gunnut and Cryonic. All sides have equipped themself with signature weapons. The Shadow Gods use electronic based weapons, while their underlings use various kinds of Plasma Guns. The United Military Heroes use metal based attack styles, and the Pure-Hearts fight with different types of blades and melee weapons.

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"Alright! If we're planning our attack on the Western Maxim HQ for next week, we're going to plan it out thoroughly!" Cryonic spoke powerfully to a giant building filled with every citizen. Gunnut stood next to him, filling in occasionally.

"Yeah!" Gunnut shouted, "When me and Cryo were training to become officers, we were told the location of the headquarters and the possible weak points."

"We plan to use those to our advantage and," Cryonic grinned as he crushed his fist dramatically for the crowd. It was incredible to them, and they started wildly cheering. Cryonic hushed them down to give further orders.

"Alright. There are three secret underground passages that lead to the facility. They're all on medium-security guard at all times, so we need to have 3 divisions going in at all times." Cryonic informed the crowd, "So we're going to split ourselves into 3 different teams and charge through simultaneously, and siege the headquarters from all possible access points! I'm in charge of the squadron going to Tunnel A, Gunnut's in charge of Tunnel B, and YellowNerd is in charge of Tunnel B."

After that, the leaders drew up plans and divided the members into three different groups. They rehearsed certain parts of the operation, repaired and crafted weapons and sang songs, drinking beer all night in early celebration of their easy victory.

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The United Military Heroes ate a large feast around their table, discussing battle strategy. There were so few of them that they could get away with residing inside of a much smaller building than the Pure-Hearts. Unlike the band of civilians though, the UMH were not as cheery. They knew that with their limited numbers there would come many struggles.

"Perhaps we set aside our differences and finally join with the Pure-Hearts?" Ranger, a newer officer, asked, "They have more weapons and numbers than we do, and could prove to be a powerful ally.

"Not an option," Spartica, one of the most senior officers, puffed from a cigar, "we had an opportunity to work with them a while back and we blew it. Even with the rising threats from the Shadow Gods, they wouldn't forgive us."

"I don't recall this. Could you refresh us on what happened?" Adonis, one of the well beloved officers, asked.

"It must've been back when the war started,

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FLASHBACK

We had barely come up with our name, and the Pure-Hearts were already on the stages of mass-producing their weapons. While we were scrambling on our feet, the people we protected for years were ready for combat. We were desperate, and on the command of General Wumbo, we requested an alliance. The Pure-Hearts were delighted to have combat skilled veterans on their side and quickly agreed to our question. We got to work smoothly, planning and sharing ideas together. What was unknown to everybody except those involved, is that every night, when the Pure-Hearts were fast asleep... Sorry, this part is hard to tell. When they were sleeping, General Wumbo, Admiral Hattington and Lieutenant Lawlzor would sneak into the weapons factory and steal many weapons. They acted as oblivious as we truly were when the Pure-Hearts asked us about it.

"Look, we didn't steal any swords!" Lawlzor barked.

"We never said swords, we only said weapons." SaneButStrange got suspicious.

"I was just guessing, you guys are blade fighters!" Lawlzor acted like he really took a guess.

"Oh, alright." SaneButStrange's words were cold, as he motioned his people to come back inside their residence.

That night, when we were on guard, Lawlzor, Hattington and Wumbo were gone way before we awoke to stay on lookout. We went snooping around, and we eventually found an open door to the weapons factory, lights were on. When we stepped in, the three of them were dead -- stolen weapons jammed all around inside of 'em, sitting on chairs. SaneButStrange and five men in black cloaks stood behind them, the former grinning.

"I suggest you move your troops back, Sparts. Or we're gonna have a problem." SaneButStrange spoke. I could've sworn that when he said "problem", the cloaked men stepped dangerously closer, but I can't confirm since we were already runnin' back to warn our men. That was the end of that, and we left back to our headquarters."

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Spartica told the story. The room now had a dark feeling. No more questions were asked that night.

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"Sam," Polar spoke, he now wore a massive silver suit weird wires wrapped around the arms and legs, "both of the enemy fronts are attacking the western Maxim HQ next week."

"Now we can stop them!" Sam was excited, he wore a black version of Polar's same suit, but without the wires. A large bar was holstered around his back.

"No no no," Polar corrected Sam, "We can watch and laugh! We have troops aplenty, and it'll make the dimwits think we can't reach their level of thinking."

"B-but that's wrong." Sam was disturbed, "We're just letting our troops die!"

"Yup." Polar was grinning, "What are they gonna do if they find out? Call Dion on us? His powers aren't worth anything"

"I don't know," Sam was still uneasy, "I used to be a Supreme Leader. The power is overwhelming. I'll let you do as you wish, but don't disturb morality too much."

"Okay, mom." Polar laughed. Sam laughed too.

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For everyone, the next week would be dramatic.

That was great
I would never team with Sam tho

yay I'm bad

Wait what about me noooooooooo

Looks awesome. :3

I like it :)

Needs moar Mooncat though

This.. THIS is what a Forum Fan Fic should BE!

Props to you, Ludwig, the setting is great and the characters exciting

This looks great so far!

So I'm sorta neutral. Not 100% bad but not entirely good... I like it. I've never been in the middle before, it's always been either/or. :D

Word of advice, though, you may want to change my name: I only used Cryo as a Holiday Name Change and I'm changing back in a day. Plus, Cryonic is the name of Klonoa's oc, so that'd also be confusing. XD

Intriguing.

"Alright, it's go time." Cryonic announced as he filed his troops outside of the base. All three previously determined squads marched with unbreakable confidence in the western direction that held their destination. All of the perfectly timed footsteps could've passed off as the sound of multiple earthquakes rumbling in harmony.

"When we get there," a high ranked Pure-Heart spoke, "make sure I get to kill the first of tha' bastards."

"Alright, Kubby." Kubby's squad commander, YellowNerd laughed.

"Wait," SaneButStrange stuck out his arm, 4 hooks protruding from both leather gloves on his hands, "there's someone ahead."

Gunnut held the troops back and advanced the character. He drew a sharp, black saber. The mystery man didn't back down.

"State your name and faction," Gunnut made his blade known, but not swinging it or flaunting it. Only there to inform the man that everyone was armed.

"Whoa, hey hey hey!" The figure laughed, he was drunk, "It's the *hiccup* Pure of Hearts guys. Y'know you guys are awesome. I'm a big fan."

"Spartica." SaneButStrange growled, stepping towards, "Come to steal any weapons?"

"Come to butcher any allies?" Spartica hiccuped louder.

"Nah, just the leader." SaneButStrange snapped, charging towards Spartica. He wrapped is left four hooks around the right side of Spartica's neck and the same the other way around. Spartica fell to the ground, so SaneButStrange squatted lower. His hooks made ripples on the flesh of Spartica's neck, but he didn't seem worried.

"So whatter ya gonna do ta me now? Kill me?" Spartica asked, knowing SaneButStrange wouldn't.

"I will kill you," SaneButStrange surprised everyone, "If you don't shut the fuck up and answer my one question. Why are you here?"

"Just blowin off s'm steam before I haves to fight them no good maxims." Spartica answered, lowering his voice, "And avenge the fallen."

"You wish," SaneButStrange roared over the people trying to calm him, "IF YOU WANT TO SEE YOUR FRIENDS, YOU CAN GREET THEM IN HELL!"

Before Spartica could continue his threats or respond, SaneButStrange pulled his arms towards each other, splitting Spartica's head clean off. It landed near Sane's feet and he kicked it away.

"Looks like we're gonna have company" He broke the silence.

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"Where do you think Spartica got to?" Lohuy asked as the UMH's were loading into a sleek black helicopter.

"No clue, but his weapons and half of our beer is missing." Mancha scowled.

"Well our mission can't wait," Adonis took charge, "load in the chopper - fast!"

Everyone filed in, and the ship zoomed off. The sounds of the blades cut away at the peaceful blue sky.

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The squad quickly made it into their tunnels. All guards were executed, and they crept up 3 sets of stairs, leading to the three hidden entrances.

"Ready?" Cryonic asked over walkie talkie.

"Ready." Gunnut responded first.

"Ready." YelloNerd finished.

Everyone in the tunnels yelled and charged forwards, weapons drawn high. They busted the doors down, not waiving their hope. Living up to his wishes, Kubby was the first to kill. He spun rapidly with his two spears outstretched, tearing apart and murdering the unlucky Maxim he set his target to. The Kubby Kurl they called it. All the Maxims stopped when they saw this.

"So," Kubby laughed in his bloodlust, "Who's next?"

And the rest is terribly bloody history. Rocket taking people down his his mallet, Gunnut turning opponents into Shish Kebabs with his black sword. Sane puncturing bodies with his hooks, everyone got their glory. Everything was over, and the troops left in victory. Rocket stayed behind, surveying and gathering lost weapons. Suddenly, an unconscious Maxim jolted up and nestled his gun into Rocket's ear.

"B-Brad... No, you know me." Rocket didn't move. Brad used to be a town member, before Polar exposed him for fraud and had him arrested for life.

"I know you as much as you know me." Brad responded, "My heart bleeds for the Shadow Gods, and I'll claim your life to prove that. If you think anyone can save you, you'r-"

He got cut off by a loud smashing noise, which happened on his head! Adonis and the rest of the UMH's had landed during the conflict, and Adonis struck. He had a hardened fist of solid iron, which shattered through Brad's skull and killed him immediately. He shook Rocket's hand.

"Adonis of the United Military Heroes, pleasure to meet you." Adonis smiled.

"Pl-pleasure to meet you. I'm Rocket, fighter for the Pure-Hearts." Rocket was still shaken about the incident. The two made it to small talk.

"And we'd like to join into an alliance with you Pure-Hearts! We're in low numbers, and you guys have the men and strength we need to win this war!" Adonis proposed a treaty.

"That sounds like a gr-" Rocket was interrupted violently.

"No!" Polar's voice rang out, "Perhaps the UMH's would like to know the truth."

There Polar was, standing on the ground in front of almost all of his enemies. No one attacked at him, sensing he had troops with him in case anybody tried.

"The truth about what?" Lohuy asked.

"Oh this is gold!" Polar laughed, "Your beloved leader Spartica talked about other concerns with the Pure-Hearts and one of their wild members decapitated him."

"WHAT?" Adonis broke, losing all traction he had towards friendship with Rocket, "DID YOU KNOW THIS?"

"Yes... I was there, but that wasn't a-" Rocket was shameful.

"GO! GO RIGHT NOW! NEXT TIME YOU'RE IN A BATTLE, DON'T COUNT ON US." Adonis screamed in despair.

With that, Rocket slinked out to rejoin his team. He told them of the encountered, everyone feeling grim.

"I guess it really is true." Another solider, Turtle sighed, "No one can save us now... Except for us."

This is like a more action version of Countries, I'm really enjoying it