The Mouth of Sorrow [Anyone]

OoC: This is a Free for all. Only three people will be in the battle, (including me)so if you want a spot then post. You can't PM me saying, 'I can't post now, I'll post later.'
You also can't reserve a place by posting either. I will be using Vulgan. Link in Sig.

BiC: Many people would be scared or afraid in a fiery pitof hell. But not Vulgan. Some people would scream and crumble befor ehtere enemies. But not Vulgan. Some people would even beg the hellish creatures there for forgiveness. But not Vulgan.
Vulgan walked slowly through a unsacred, demonic place. The Mouth of Sorrow. It was named the mouth of sorrow because once you were in. Sorrow and despair swallowed you, and the creatures devoured you, you couldn't leave. Yet Vulgan had gone in there. Vulgans intentions were not clear, even to himself, but he wanted to go there. To let out some frustration on some worthy opponents.
The creatures you can find there are demonic, dark creatures. They are but shadows, shadows of everything you have ever feared or hated in your life. They feed off your pain, devouring you, tear by tear. But if you knew how to deal with them, they can become as harmless as puppies.

Vulgan slashed Ronan towards a particularly large demon, the demon had long claws and a toothless mouth. Ronan got trapped between the long bladelike claws of the demon. Vulgan knew what was going to happen next, and he knew how to stop it. The creature leaned forward towards Vulgans face, trying to make him to think of his more terrible memories. But Vulgan shut his eyes and force happy memories into his mind. Then he remembered his younger days, playing with his sister, laughing, playing, having a good time. He focused on this memory and opened his eyes, he smiled and the creature let go of Ronan and struggled away from him, trying to break free. The demon hadn't succeded, it had let him become happy. Vulgan chased after the creature, and with one swift swipe of Lorcan, the creatures organs squelched across the floor. It was then now that Vulgan realized that the creatures were the essence of hell, power and [i]fire[i]. So Lorcan would prove more affective than Ronan, by a considerable amount.

It was then, when Vulgan saw a glimpse of movement, a Demon? Now it had seemed to small to be a demon. What was it then?
Without another thought, Vulgan hurried to where he had seen the movement.

OoC: Sorry about the shortness.

Lex walked right into the portal. Whether he was concious or not, or whether it happened in reallity at all no one can tell, but he had made a promise to a wretched soul to chase him through the 9 levels of hell if he was betrayed, and Lex always made good on his promises.

Lex threw caution to the wind as flames lept at him. The air was stifling, but his jacket could handle it. He pulled up his collar and his bionic eye transformed into a mask that helped him breathe, more than anything, it would keep him alert and steady in combat.

The demons here were the embodiment of all Lex's troubles, hairless, decaying imps that grabbed at him with gnarled hands. Lex closed his eyes and concentrated on the thing that would certainly defeat them. He opened his eyes to a great demon of the underworld, and the imps took heart and grabbed and held him down fast. Lex looked at the beast with unyielding eyes.

Then his boydgaurds were there. All more demon in life than human, they were juicers, people that used drugs to give them superhuman strength and agility. Lex was pure in body from these foul augmentations, but in combat he was really the same as those who used them, heartless, singleminded, and ready and alert at all times. The largest of juicers, incorpeal as any of the imps now were strode forward and passed right through Lex's physical form like a ghost. he balled his hands together in one great fist, and with one great swipe all the imps were pummeled far away. The other four came up from each side. Lex gave the great demon a half smile and the five warriors attacked him. Ever cowardly, the demon ran in the other direction, Lex then turned and never looked back, looking for any signs of his quarry.