They are rage, brutal, without mercy.
But you. You will be worse.
Rip and tear.
Until it is done.
Long before the Incubators discovered Earth and settled upon using Human Females as their victims, other intergalactic races were considered to be their guinea pigs for their energy harvesting plan. One such race was the people of the doomed planet, Argent D'Nur.
As a young child, Ta'Gart D'Nur admired the Night Sentinels who guarded his hometown without fail. Courageous and noble, the Knights of Argent were respected by all. Much to Ta'Gart's dismay, however, there was no known means of recruiting into the prestigious order of warriors, but he never gave up hope. In fact, hope was what kept him running day after day.
And that hope eventually manifested into the greatest adventure he could never imagine.
All it took was the discovery of a mysterious white object sitting outside the porch of his home. That's strange, he thought, I've never seen anything like this before. Suddenly, the object uncurled itself to reveal a long, bushy tail, and a head with cat-like ears and two floppy appendages hanging from their sides. The creature looked at the fascinated Ta'Gart with unblinking, pink eyes.
"Who... are you?"
Without warning, the creature answered back. "My name is Kyubey!" Ignoring Ta'Gart's startled expression, the Incubator continued. "I'm here because you, Ta'Gart D'Nur, have the potential to be a Night Sentinel!"
Ta'Gart was amazed. He pictured himself donning the pristine Sentinel armour, striking down demons swiftly with his Holy Sword. He envisioned himself striding down rows of Sentinels, saluting at the very sight of his presence. And now, this creature - whatever it was - had offered him this extraordinary opportunity. He couldn't resist!
"R-really?"
"Of course! All you have to do is make a contract with me, and I will grant you any wish! In turn, you will have to do your duty as a Night Sentinel of Argent D'Nur."
Ta'Gart took a deep breath. Being a Night Sentinel in itself was already a dream come true, but what else could he wish for? Perhaps...
His mind raced with ideas. How exactly did the idea of being a Night Sentinel appeal to him? Their strength and courage? The brotherhood amongst their ranks? The respect bestowed upon them by the Argent people?
After a while of deep thinking, Ta'Gart realized his wish. He gazed into the Incubator's cold expression with a confident flame within the pits of his eyes.
"I wish... I could be the greatest Night Sentinel ever. I wish I could be the strongest, bravest, most respected warrior in all of Argent D'Nur!"
A flash of light temporary surrounded the boy as his face contorted with agony. What was going on? Wasn't he supposed to become a Night Sentinel? Forcing his squinted eyes to open slightly, he noticed that within his palms lay a beautiful egg-shaped object, plated with gold and bearing a bright green hue.
After what seemed like an eternity, the pain subsided and the exhausted boy was left sprawled on the ground, panting, his heart beating against the walls of his ribcage.
As Ta'Gart struggled to get up, he noticed something... Different about his clothes. He glanced down upon himself and almost jumped in surprise. He was no longer wearing the traditional villager's garb, but a set of silver armour that gleamed in the golden Argent sunlight. In the palm of his right hand nestled the handle of a broad sword, its edge the sharpest he has ever seen. Testing the weapon's weight, tears of joy started to prickle within his eyes.
No way...
"Your wish has overcome Entropy. Now, go unleash your new power!"
Ta'Gart dropped onto his knees and wept. He couldn't believe it. He was officially a servant of the people, one of the few noble protectors that kept Argent safe. He dreamed of being a hero for years, and here he was, taking his first steps into Knighthood as an honourable warrior.
This was, without a doubt, the best day of his life.
A/N
Bonus points if you can get the reference behind Doomguy's name.
Also, I understand that the idea of this crossover may not sit well with everyone. I respect your opinion if you don't like this story or even the concept of this story, but I will not appreciate trolling or flames in my inbox.
Till next time.
- Beitrik