The North PacificBoard

The air is hot and humid, as storms roll over from the sea onto the remote military research center. Inside the facility, a team of over a dozen scientist gather around a statue of a mysterious figure standing on a pillar, upon it written something in an ancient language. They had drawn around it a pentagram, as well as many various symbols, turned off all the lights, and lit many candles. The statue was found in a ruin from the town of Juliatania, a city that years ago was hit by a nuclear bomb. The statue, standing in the center of the blast zone, was the only thing that was completely unharmed, and was picked up and studied by the military much later to see how it could’ve survived. The scientist, upon reciting a chant simultaneously, sacrificed a man who was their personal guard, and lit his body aflame. Once he had caught flame, the room began to shake, and the statue (nearly twelve feet tall) began to crumble. The symbols on the floor started to glow, and the statue fell through a newly opened hole in the floor. The strange opening in the ground began to erupt in flames, which only lasted a mere few seconds, until a figure stepped out. The candles went out, and the lights flickered on, revealing the statue, candles, symbols, and the hole to all be gone, as if they never existed. However, in the center of the room stood a man, or what appeared to be a man... he stood over ten feet tall, and his massive shoulders and bulky physic gave him the appearance of a bodybuilder, but his short horns and pointed ears gave him an unnatural appearance. He spoke with a booming voice, one that shook the concrete foundation that the facility stood on.
“I died over two years ago. I was a hero, a warrior... I was loved, but it was all taken from me... why? Why have you brought me back? Do you wish to use me again, have me commit miracles just to be shat on again?”
His question left the scientist speechless, none of them knowing who or what this massive creature was.
“You have been spoken to, and I demand that if you wishes to be left alive and in good health, then you shall speak.”
Again, the scientist stood there, completely dumbfounded by the beings in front of them.
He lifted one of his hands, revealing his palm to the crew standing in front of him.
“If thou shalt not speak now, then forever show thou hold your peace!”
He closed his raised hand and immediately then people standing before him rose off the ground and grasped at their necks as the felt the air rushing out of their lungs as if they were being crushed under the weight of a two-ton boulder. They quickly turned blue, and died within seconds, their bodies going limp and dropping to the floor. The beastly figure, green skinned with popping red veins, walked out of the room, melting through the heavy iron doors with his palms. He navigated the hallways slowly, killing anyone who he saw. He finally stopped at a huge, steel door with a massive lock, guarded by two men with heavy rifles. The two men pointed and fired one shot each, expecting the bullets to tear through the massive thing standing in front of them. However, he started to laugh, and lifted his hands, revealing the bullets in his hands.
“What?... he... he caught them...” one of the guards spoke, every bone in his body shaking with fear.
“Impossible! Nobody can... wait where are you going?” The second guard began to shout as his comrade turned and ran, but he only managed to take a few steps before one of the bullets smashed into the back of his helmet, and flew straight through his head and out the other end, crashing through the concrete wall on the other side. The thing through the bullet with more force than the gun shot it! He turned and looked at the guard, and spoke:
“I am Mercuttio Fortunato, Grand Zozzemach of Hell. After my death I was given a new existence as a powerful demon warrior. You foolish people have brought me back, and now you’ll pay for the consequences. After all that I’ve done for this country, I’d expect a little nicer of a welcoming committee after all!”
He punched the guard, his hand ripping straight through the heavy vest the man wore, impaling him on Fortunato’s massive arm. He melted through the heavy door, and walked into the room, seeing exactly what he expected. “They’re foolish to revive me in a facility I designed. They didn’t even take the time to renovate this place! Hahahahaha...” He stepped forward, and on the wall sat a massive sword, too large for any normal person to wield. He grabbed it, as well as some clothes that were lying there. The sword was made of unknown material, but the clothes were made with graphene, and designed specifically for him to wear. He was able to convince the scientist to make it by whispering to them through the statue, just incase he managed to be revived and needed clothing. He walked out of the facility into the storm, and took a deep breath. When he exhaled, the force of it pushed the storm out back to the sea. He then took to the sky, leaping into the air, flying inland to a location only known to him...