Before Archie could make contact with the Grey Ghost, Mcginnis fired off a few rounds at the older gentleman. "Grey G, we'll handle Archie. Go make that glowing asshole pay for doing such a thing."
"Are you sure?"
"You got us this far. Besides, why not fight God? After all you've done and defeated, I'm surprised you didn't call him out. You truly are a Saint Bernard of a soul. Give that overzealous sky clown a 1st Platoon ass-kicking. Break his focus off Archie, and your Grandpops here will snap out of it.
As the Grey Ghost marched toward the Heavenly Host, blood dripped off of his arms and back. "Charlie Wiggins... hear me... In unison with Casey Jones... Unleash your ability, Torque Over-Limit Break, and Jones's ability, Steam Driven Reciprocation. When I tell you, send all that energy straight into my soul."
"But Ghost..."
"Just do it. If I am to win this fight..." The Grey Ghost slammed his fist onto his chest, "I must surpass all my limits... even death."
As Charlie and Casey activate their abilities within the Grey Ghost, the Grey Ghost points his bloody finger at the Heavenly Host. "Come, you false god... MEET YOUR DEATH!" Energy ripped through the Grey Ghost's skin as his body went into a state of being never before achieved... Everest-Maxim. The Grey Ghost shot like a rocket, faster than the speed of sound at the Heavenly Host with the two abilities doing something within him. However, as he got within range, a seemingly dust-covered Angel intercepted him.
"Ah... the Grey Ghost..."
"Yeah... seems my hunch was spot on... Azrael... Angel of Death." The Grey Ghost dodged the Angel of Death's hand and kicked him in the chest. The two shot across the Greater Ottawan sky, faster than anyone could see. However, Azrael managed to grab onto the Grey Ghost's arm... but the Grey Ghost plunged his hand into Azrael's soul. Both in unison called out their moves in the ultimate battle of endurance. "TOUCH OF DEATH-LIFEFORCE EXTRACTION!" The sky became aglow with pitch-black energy orbiting solar-gold energy ripping around the two of them. The "Touch of Death" was ripping apart the Ghost's arm but it was also being repaired as the "Lifeforce Extraction" was allowing the Ghost to steal the Angel of Death's soul blood to repair himself. It was a battle of who would let go first. Azrael, who'd give the Grey Ghost unstoppable power, or the Grey Ghost who'd lose everything he'd worked so hard to protect.
The two crashed through buildings, the soil, and the Veterans Bridge trying to break the other's hold. However, just before the Grey Ghost's grip could loosen... "NOW! JONES! WIGGINS! FUCKING NOW!" With the rotation of his body and the release of this energy, the Grey Ghost slammed the Angel of Death onto his angelic knees and began to force him toward the ground.
"Azrael, Angel of Death... bear witness... RECIPRO-TORQUE OVERDRIVE!" With a hand plunged into the Angel of Death's soul and the other around his throat, the Grey Ghost yelled with all his might and reduced Azrael to... "Dust? Wait..." The Grey Ghost snapped his focus over to the Heavenly Host who had a very weakened Azrael on the ground beside him.
"Pathetic! Fine, Grey Ghost... Archie is free to choose... BUT I WILL SLAUGHTER YOU!" The Heavenly Host fired pure holy energy at the Grey Ghost to which... "Shit... I can't dodge..." The Grey Ghost's eyes widened only to find Sam, his lover struck by the energy beam.
"NO! Sam!" The Grey Ghost snapped ligaments and bone to rush over to Sam. "No, no, no, no, no! Sam? SAM! STAY WITH ME!"
Behind him, the Heavenly Host laughed. "You care for such a dull creature?"
The Grey Ghost ignored the Heavenly Host and cradled his lover's lifeless body.
"Shiva... we can't wait any longer..." A voice said to another.
"Wait... I want to hear his words."
The Grey Ghost held his lover's hand. Eyes shadowed from the world's view. "If any deity can hear me... I will pledge my collective soul to you... all you must do is save them... save him... take them as far away from this place as possible."
"NOW DALOR!! NOW!" Yelled Shiva. Before the Heavenly Host could grasp Sam's soul, Dalor, a pixy-like creature snagged the soul, Sam's body, and laid him in the center of the Mcginnis' group. The Grey Ghost nodded and stood up to face the Heavenly Host as his friends and lover vanished into a magenta light. However...
"All vestiges... Maximum Output of Power... NOW!" Yelled the Grey Ghost glaring something akin to that of an Appalachian Cryptid at the Heavenly Host.
"HE WAS A WRETCHED SOUL! JUST DIED ALREADY FILTHY SINNER!" Yelled the Heavenly Host. However, the Grey Ghost in a blitz of overwhelming speed and strength, punched the Heavenly Host with Nuclear levels of force.
"YOU ARE NOT THE GOD OF CHRISTIANITY! AND NOW! I AS THE REAL SINNER SHALL CRUSH YOU!" IT WILL BE MY PLEASURE!"
Raw power flooded the Ghost's blood vessels, glances, and every fiber of his being radiated pure furious firepower. His punches blew apart buildings with the wind pressure of each hit, and the "Heavenly Host" began to lose his glowing radiance. Blow after blow wore down the glow until...
"AMERICAN SHAWK AND AWE! ANNILIATE THIS PHONY!" The legion of American Heroes and Folk Heroes blew apart the glowing radiance to reveal an Eldritch God that had taken the Christian God's place.
However, before the Angels and Demons could react, the Forgotten God opened its eyes and locked everyone in the Abyssal Void Stare, however, the Void God found a Legion of even more mind-shattering stares coming from the direction of the Grey Ghost...
"MERCY... IS DISGUSTING! STOP HIDING AND COME HERE!" Yelled the Grey Ghost, his own maddening thought overwhelming the Forgotten Void God, shattering the void lock and revealing to the Void God that the Grey Ghost's stare was fixed on him, not a blink, wink, or even a flinch.
"You are... what the hell are you?"
"I have started into the voids that even you fear. You are no God, you are a cowardly worthless fraud. And there is only one way to deal with pathetic beings like you..."