My Little Madness: Has Nothing To Do With Spartans

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Jesus stormed into the red-hued room, tackling the Soldat to the steel floor.  Jesus drew his magnum and pressed it to the ATP Soldat's head.  He pulled the trigger, a splash of mustard-blood coating the area around the body.  Jesus stood, and approached the table, where a white unicorn lay.  It had a bandage around its torso, and seemed to be awake.  A patch concealed a gunshot in his left eye, but otherwise maintained the same appearance has he had been using since being blown to smithereens by Hank.

He could sense to righteousness in the horse on the table.  He raised his hands, and crimson energy flowed from his palms, flinging the horse from the table.  It shot into the air, and began spasming, its veins pulsating with energy.  It was dropped to the floor, and Jesus retreated from the facility.  He flung a grunt into an air vent using his powers as he strolled from the building, shredding him.  He opened the door of a jeep by the facility, and set off towards a violent storm, the epicenter of which was a protruding mountain in the terrain.

The Savior proceeded up the mountain, passing a large pile of gems laying dormant in a cave, and arriving on the peak.  Hank turned to face him, and formed a pair of blades.  Jesus summoned his blade, and a crimson glow engulfed his empty hand.

"Welcome back, sir."  The ATP guard said as Deimos used the stolen ID card to enter the normally secure facility, and spun on his heel, driving a blade into the back of the unaware 'Elite.'  He proceeded down the hall, shedding his disguise, and drawing a pair of silenced Mac-10s.  He jogged to a door, and set up a flashbang on a tripwire behind it.  He climbed into a vent above the room, and shot at the door.  The ping of the round attracted the guards in the next room, who opened to door, triggering his trap.

He dropped from the vent and sprayed down the trio of ATPs, and went through to the now-empty next room.  A row of vats greeted him.  Deimos drew a grenade, and tossed it at a longer, more cylindrical tank in the back of the room, and sprinted from the facility, a massive fireball pursuing him.  He dove through the main door, the fireball fading out.

Sanford sprinted as fast as he could from the yellow blur, but he was unable to escape it.  He ran deeper and deeper into the forest, releasing a few potshots behind him, and felt his pursuer impact him.

Yes, I'm still working on this.  Sorry for the extremely large and unrewarding delay.