A black girl ran through the rain soaked streets, A Snake poked it's head out of her pocket.
I hate the rain
"Yig, Shut up."
It isn't my fault I'm cold blooded.
Cathy sighed, there was no middle ground with an Elder God, or the religious fanatics that were after her. She paused as a bike pulled up,
It was Shayne, an old friend.
"Oh thank God."
"Were those your Psychopaths?"
"Were they dressed in white Hoodies?"
Cathy Nodded, Shayne shook his head, getting off his bike.
"What say we kick their asses?"
Cathy looked at him, Shayne was putting on Brass Knuckles.
"Well, Where's Shub?"
A black shadowy Goat formed.
It's Shub-niggurath ignorant child!
Shayne looked at Cathy,
"Remember the magic Word?"
Shayne shrugged and said the same. Two figures stood in front of the crowd. One was a humanoid goat with long black hair covering it's head, arms and legs. It had a powerfully built chest and it's eyes gloweded red, The other was a green scaly creature with red hair and claws, Several snakes portruded out of it's shoulders and spine. A long silver pole was held in it's claws. Yig turned,
The Goat cracked it's knuckles.
One of the men ran forward, brandishing an ax, Yig grabbed the man's arm and slammed the staff intohis skull, Lifting the man, she swung him, hitting several others with bone crunching force. Shub-Niggurath, bleatin with joy, jumped into the middle of the crowd ripping several apart. One of the men was brandishing a bible.
"WE WILL KILL ALL WHO DEFY GOD! WE WILL KILL THOSE WHO ARE UNHOLY! WE WILL KILL THE MEN WHO LIE WITH OTHER MEN! WE WILL KILL THOSE WHO TURN TO FALSE GODS! WE WI-"
Yig slammed the staff into his neck, breaking it.
She dashed into the crowd, swinging the staff with extreme force, Ducking under a gunshot, She slammed the staff into the gun man's arm and then brought it up ino the man's groin. As the man fell to his knees, Yig swung it's staff like golf club, The two reverted to their human forms, Shayne scowled as he turned towards his destroyed bike.
"What the hell?!?"
Cathy looked at a note stabbed into the paper.
"What's it say?"
"I can't read it."
Shayne looked around,
"Hey, do you see that?"
"Looked like a girl."
Cthulhu scowled as he sifted through his servant's memories. A bunch of religious fanatics had entered the mix. They might ruin everything! Well, it may be a blessing in disguise, He could find a way to manipulate them with their blind fanaticism...