(This is my first attempt at writing Spawn. Be gentle. The bold letters are Cogliostro's narration)
Deep in the rejected narrows of the city, a red cloak drifted atop a cross. The beast behind the crimson shroud sought refuge atop this abandoned church. He perched on the cross, bowing his head, his green eyes glowing in the darkness. Rain flecked against the black and white suit covering his charred flesh. His clawed hand grasped the top of the cross.
The Hellspawn waits. He is welcome in neither earth nor hell. Maleboljia has left him alive only because he does not know that with every life he claims, hell's armies grow stronger. All that he has returned for has moved on without him. The Hellspawn cannot die and so... he waits.
His hand clutched the cross tighter and with a menacing roar, he snapped the metal crucifix in twain. "RRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHH!" Cried the Hellspawn. He tossed the twisted and shattered metal to one side and put his head in his hands. He ripped the black and white mask from his face revealing his eyes, stained green and glowing bright, his mouth, full of yellow teeth, lips burnt away. His skin had been bleached by the fires that sent him to hell and the fires that awaited him. He had traded his soul and yet he could still feel it burning.
He waits for the end of days to come.
A high pitched chuckle came from the darkness. Spawn looked around. With a flash of lightning, the clown appeared before him. "Enough with the brooding, champ." said the clown, venting his grimy breath in Spawn's face, "We got work to do and Maleboljia's getting impatient with you." Spawn glanced at the clown. "Go to hell." he whispered. The clown burst into laughter and fell on his back. "Why when we can make hell come to us."
As fast as the lightning in the sky, Spawn stabbed two clawed fingers into the clown's red eyes. He curled his fingers and yanked them out. The clown's eyesockets suddenly became lined with rows of jagged teeth and snapped up and down, laughing. " Stupid Hellspawn!" he cried, "Why would you strike a deal with Maleboljia for this?" Spawn bowed his head. "Wanda..." he whispered. "Oh for cryin' out fuckin' loud!" the clown shouted, losing his smile., "Enough with your 'I miss Wanda' bullshit! She don't want you no more. She's seen you for what you are and she can't stand you! Give up, Spawn."
This Heallspawn has yet to give in to the darkness.
"Get the hell away from me." He growled. The clown glared at him, short and fat yet suddenly becoming more intimidating. "Fine. If you aren't gonna do the job, I guess I'll just have to drag you back to hell." He put his hand on Spawns shoulder and Spawn quickly took him by the wrist and flipped him over, smashing him into the roof. He then put one foot on the clown's shoulder, twisted his wrist and ripped his hand off.
The clown cried aloud and looked at Spawn with fire in his eyes. "You're gonna pay for that!" Spawns hand suddenly became illumated with green flame, necroplasm surrounded it and the clown's severed hand eviscerated. Spawn tossed the ashes into the wind and the clown growled deeply. Spawn could hear something rumbling inside the clown, suddenly, his skin began to tear and claws penetrated the fingertips of his remaining hand. Spikes shot out of his body and he thrashed away the remaining skin of the clown to reveal the Violator. Rows of razor sharp teeth lined his jaws, his bottom jaw stuck out significantly.
As Violator charged toward him, Spawn shot a chain out from under his cloak, grabbing on to another building. He jumped off the roof, swinging on the chain. "Oh no you don't!" shouted the voice of Violator in Spawn's head. A decrepit, clawed hand wrapped around Spawn's ankle and yanked him back on top of the church. Violator swung him around on his own chain and slammed him into the roof. As soon as Spawn got to his feet, Violator was behind him. He rapped the chain around his throat and pulled it tighter and tighter.
Spawn reached behind him randomly, trying to grab onto something. He grasped the two horns on the sides of Violator's head and with a violent thrust, snapped them both off, stabbing into the demon's gut. Violator let go and Spawn twirled around. Green blood poured out of Violator's chest.
With desperation, Violator grabbed the chain which sat nearby and pulled Spawn toward him. Spawn flew into the demon's gaping jaws but spread his legs, propping the beast's mouth open. He pushed and strained until he heard Violator's jaw snap.
He picked up the wounded demon and lifted him over his head. Lightning flashed and Spawn threw Violator down on the protruding metal cross. Violator looked up at the victorious Hellspawn "You will pay, Hellspawn. I will return." he growled. "I'll be waiting, fatboy." Spawn replied. He then took Violator's upper jaw and jerked viciously until the entire top of his head ripped clean off, leaving his bottom jaw and neck.
Yes, for the moment, the Hellspawn has dealt a powerful blow to Maleboljia. And however grim his future may be, this spawn has stared into the face of evil... and laughed.
The Man Who Laughs (A Spawn Fan-Fic)
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