TaintedMetal

Once upon a millennium ago, there was a Gunsmith from Hell, and he made hellish guns with abilities that were beyond human: Hellfire Arms. Of course, using these guns required a certain price: the human soul

But a "mishap" in Hell has caused many of the Arms to drop in the east coast city of Morissey, where not everyone is exactly a saint

In this fantastical representation of 1940's America, private investigator Chance Gordon works with the city's finest in order to get the Hellfire Arms back where they belong before the human race is slaughtered by Hellfire.

Bullets will be exchanged, and bodies will hit the floor.

Drip Work

Chance took the first charge ahead. It invoked a reaction from Bright himself, whose crimson mist engulfed him entirely, disappearing. Chance stopped in his tracks, he turned his back forward to see Bright bring up the Crimson '45's barrel toward him.

The shot was fired, and Chance saw the crimson covered silver bullet within milliseconds before he shifted to the right. Chance slammed the hammer on Showdown, before Bright swiftly ran to the left, avoiding the parade of bullets.

The crimson man shot himself forward. Chance felt a nudge in his left arm, and he put it up in front of his face. A barrier of sorts was formed, colored in the same shade of gold as his eyes. It blocked Bright's punch.

Interesting, Bright thought of the shield as he threw himself back. Chance did a rapid reload on Showdown, before he threw a curve shot. The bullet took out a tiny part of Bright's hat, and it splattered onto the ground like blood.

A Showdown with Crimson