DooM-Human Error CHAPTER 1- Surface of Deimos
Markus Smith was sitting in his room, wondering just what he had done.
Demons surrounded him, waiting to do to him, what they did to his colleagues.
"-What have I done?"
2 days ago- UAC family dormitories
Markus rose up from the bed, and went to the kitchen to get something to eat,
however, he stopped in his tracks to look at a photo, of him and his daughter.
"-She was 2 at the time." Said his wife, Sarah, emerging from their room.
"-Do you remember that day?" she asked him.
"-I do." said Markus, as he started to break down.
"-It w-was a year before we discovered th-the.." He could not continue.
"-The ... sickness." She continued.
Sarah comforted her husband, she took him to the kitchen and cooked some breakfeast.
"-Sarah, i might be able to help her."
Deimos Hangar-
Sargent Stan jumped from the spaceship to the surface of Deimos, one of Mars's moons, he was going to do the checkout they have to go through after landing on a planet, a life of a space marine is no joke. At all.
"Id?" asked the busy checkout guy "Stan Blazkowicz" he answered.
"Holy cow! it's you!"
Being a member of the Blazkowicz family is no joke either, respect follows him everywhere he appears.
"y-You are going to pass the u-usual tests, you know, blood test, obstacle course, that kinda stu-ff.." said the surprised checkout guy
"YA KNOW! I AM YOUR BIGGEST FAN! I HAVE SHIRTS, ACTION FIGURES, EVERYTHING RELATED TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY!"
The Blazkowicz are a family of legends, First came a war hero, then a galactic commander and now one, if not the best of all space marines, no wonder he was surprised.
"Ok I guess." "do I go in there?" said Stan, pointing at the obvious exit and making a stupid question just to get rid of the fanboy.
Stan walked through a series of corridors, doing all sorts of tests imaginable, finally reaching the last test, a physical one. A series of obstacles he had to pass.
Just as he got there he saw a marine passing through that obstacle course and failing miserably, falling and most probably breaking a few ribs or so.
"ID?" The Lady asked but Stan did not answer, instead he ran to the course and with the agility of a ninja and the strength of a bodybuilder he passed through the obstacle course, shattering the previous records and leaving everyone in awe.
From the other side of the course Stan shouted "I am Stan Blazkowicz, but... you can call me..."
"the DOOM GUY!"
As he said it, dozens of people cheered him! That name drove people nuts!
"Showoff." – said a man in a golden armor, how long had it been? And the first thing he does is call him a showoff? A true friend.
The Doomguy picks a stone he found and throws it, shattering the glass in front of the Golden Guy, the man ran in considerable speed, with no intention to hold back Doomguy hopped over to the observatory, and ran with all his speed catching the man by his shoulder and throwing him to the side.
"YOU ARE TOO EASY JOHN! JUST LIKE GETTING RID OF TRASH!" Doomguy laughed. "ILL SHOW YOU WHAT TRASH IS!" The man lands a kick right at Doomguy's chest but Doomguy only laughs and headbutts the man, who unluckily, has no helmet on, the man falls back and doomguy doesn't stop punching him in the gut, the man punches back, and the-
"Stop." "This is not the place nor the time for this." Said Director Markus Smith. He had an extremely serious expression, almost sad.
"You know who is going to pay for this right?" he carried on. "Heheh" Doomguy knew.
"You do remember why you got transferred to mars right?" "Yeah I do." He was on mission to retrieve stolen data, the thieves were hiding on a little village, but just as they got there they got orders to eliminate all the innocent villagers on there, since they might have seen something. The Doomguy took none of it.
He disobeyed the order and just as he got back on ship he punched his commanding officer in the head until his nose bled and he was knocked out.
"Ok then. I don't want a man that almost killed his commanding officer taking a big role here in Deimos." "You're assigned for patrol." Doomguy sighed. But he knew it would be an easier job to do. What type of dangers could come to freaking Mars?
Some Hours Later
"This is starting to get boring…" Doomguy said to a nearby space marine also having to do his patrol. "Hey, can we use our phones?" The fellow asked.
"I dunno." Doomguy responded. "Hey look it's the director!" The fellow pointed
Markus was walking down a hallway with a dead serious look in his face, holding a strange object.
"I wonder what the Hell he's doing..." Doomguy wondered
Markus disappears out of sight as he enters a room full of strange machinery, he puts his hand on a screen and a hidden door opens. He goes through it and gets on his knees.
"I'm Here. I can open the gateway, the others have also made deals, they know about it, they will help us." He said. A mysterious voice answered. "Ok. When can you do it?"
"Today!" he said "Today we have a test on interdimensional tunnels, they plan on exploring your world again, but we can help you guys open th-"
"YOU GUYS? TREAT US WITH DUE RESPECT!" the voice complained. "I am so sorry my lord…." He asked for forgiveness.
"How many of the scientists are in the deal?" the voice asked him.
"The entirety of division A! About 500 people!" he answered quickly.
"Then make sure the others think it was an accident."
"My name is Harold. But everyone calls me Blusky." The fellow marine said. "Bluh-Sk-I, why the name?" The Doomguy asked. "Cause I always liked the color blue and I was always pretty obvious about it. Get it? Blue-Sky." Blusky responded.
"Oh o-k." Doomguy said, kind of disappointed. "Nah, its actually because I choke innocents until their face becomes blue." He corrected himself.
"…" Doomguy's face was priceless. "But seriously, its my surname." Blusky finally revealed. When suddenly
"WOAH!" A large crack could be heard. "What the hell was that?" Doomguy said shocked.
A huge red storm formed in the sky. Before they could act a large lightning bolt strikes between them, hitting the door behind them, causing an explosion. Everything happened too quick for them to react.