Author's Note:

This story starts off 2145 the year of the game Doom 3. This story links characters from The Movie Doom, (John "Reaper" Grimm and his twin sister. Sam.) And the game Doom 3. I am putting the date of the events of the movie at 2040. I am also changing the place of where the events happened in the movie, to the Martian moon, Deimos. Another thing everything in (( )) is what a character in the story sees on a computer screen. Even though I like to be descriptive I also do not think its important to describe everything and everyone and what they are doing. I think this way of showing what is on the screen in this manner is a better descriptive technique. One important note. This will not be an exact replica of the game script. I will have some things in the game script but most of this dialog is my own dialog. There will be some game dialog in this story (cant be helped) The dialog in the game that I will be using is the intellectual property of ID software and not my own.

Chapter 1: Welcome to Mars

((UAC EARTH GLOBAL ACCESS TERMINAL ))

((LOGIN: W.BIRCHAUND ))

((PASS: ))

((UAC NETWORK AUTHORIZATION...ACCESS GRANTED))

((SYSTEM TIME: 0600 hrs Earth Standard Time ))

((NETWORK ID...Dr. WILLIAM P. BIRCHAUND ))

((ACCESS LEVEL ZULU ))

((MOTD: A reminder to all Board Members. Today is review ))

((day please submit your reviews to the CEO by 1700 hrs. ))

((Thank you , Dr. William P. Birchaund, UAC CEO. ))

((INBOX: 3 new messages OUTBOX: 24 ))

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((INBOX: ))

(( 1. From: Dr. Parish Subj: Reports on Genetic Experiment..))

(( 2. From: Dr. Parish Subj: Personnel Record of Experiment..))

(( 3. From: Dr. Parish Subj: Authorization Request of Experi..))

((INPUT Read Message 1 ))

((MSG: SUBJ: Reports on Genetic Experiment 0635 ))

Mr. CEO,

Genetic Experiment 0635 is in good shape after one hundred years,

the subject is still in stasis and vitals are good. All though he is dressed in

an early UAC officer's uniform I have my doubts that this "man" is human.

After DNA analysis I have confirmed that he does have an extra chromosome.

The crate this pod was in when it was found here on the abandoned Moon Station,

Offers no reason why this subject was locked away in a forgotten storage station is

Beyond me. As per your request I have found a UAC Personnel match on the subject

by cross-referencing his DNA through the UAC Personnel database. What's odd is the file

is encrypted at Zulu level access. I attached it to another message I am sending after this

one. This is truly an interesting find and I hope to experiment more with it.

Dr. Burke Parish

((INPUT Next Message))

((MSG: SUBJ: Personnel Record of Experiment 0635 ATTACH: 0635 Record))

Here is the file I wrote to you about earlier.

((INPUT Open Attachment))

((DOWNLOADING file 0635Record.uacpdoc))

((DOWNLOAD COMPLETE. DOWNLOAD TIME 6 MIN.))

((INPUT Open file 0635Record.uacpdoc))

((OPENING FILE))

((FILE ACCESS CHECKING SECURITY LEVEL...SECURITY LEVEL APPROVED))

NAME: Col. John "Reaper" Grimm UNIT: UAC Rapid Responsive Tactics Squad

DATA:

Born in the year 2015 on Earth. Son of two UAC Scientists named Richard and Leann Grimm.

In the year 2023 Col. Grimm's parents died in an excavation accident on Mars's moon Deimos. Him and His sister were then raised as wards of the company.

Col. Grimm enlisted in the Union Aerospace Corporation Marines at the age of 18 in 2033.

He was recommended for commission in the year 2039 due to exemplary conduct. After his commission he was assigned to the UAC RRTS. After many successful missions he was promoted from Ensign to 2nd Lieutenant.

In the year 2040 a Level 5 Distress beacon on the surface of Deimos was activated and the UAC RRTS was called in to investigate. His sister Dr. Samantha Grimm, and Col. Grimm were the only two survivors. After this incident the Ark was destroyed and the moon Deimos disappeared. Blood tests showed that Dr. Grimm and Col. Grimm (Second Lieutenant at the time.) had one extra chromosome. Dr. Grimm was then relocated to an unknown medical facility on Earth and Col. Grimm had an emergency reassignment. The base on Phobos transmitted a distress call. Col. Grimm had new members reassigned to the unit and was deployed to Phobos. The situation on Phobos was the same as the situation on Deimos. None of the RRTS except for Col. Grimm survived. Afterwards, Col. Grimm was transported to Earth. The same research with the Gate Technology was happening on Earth as it was on the moons of Mars. Col. Grimm fought off the invasion of earth with the help of his sister.

In the year 2044 the UAC had no hierarchy due to the invasion of Earth. The board was founded and Col. Grimm was given a promotion to Colonel. Research on disabling the Gate technologies was started. The RRTS was brought to an one-man Special Forces unit, and reassigned to Europa, a moon of Jupiter. The Gate Technology was then compromised again and Col. Grimm showed his bravery and courage. After this incident all the known Gate Technologies were sealed and destroyed. Col. Grimm was then put into stasis along with his sister Dr. Grimm for further study. All records of these incidents have been sealed requiring Zulu level access to read them.

((End of File))

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Dr. Birchaund sighed as he logged off of his computer. "What else has been forgotten?" He mused to himself as he got up from his Executive Chair and walked to the coffee pot. Across the room. Dr. Birchaund didn't read the Authorization Request. He already knew what it said and he sighed, before pressing a button on an intercom. "Stacy, Do me a favor and write the Formal Authorization of Transfer to Dr. Parish for him and all experiments, to Delta Labs on Mars station."

"This mission was a simple sweep and clear Sergeant. Why is your sector unsecured?" The Marine fumed with rage, he holstered the gun and punched the Lieutenant square in the face. "Because sir, those where innocent civilians. Unarmed not a threat, and if you command anyone or you yourself pursue I will perform article 4 section J of the UACCMJ." Well Sergeant that sounds like a threat I'm sure you know the punishment for that? Plus hitting a Commissioned Officer. I will make a full report and I will make sure you get demoted to Private First Class. Your career as a UAC Marine is finished.

The memory of that day haunted him at this moment. Of course he filed the correct forms but a Commissioned Officer was always believed over an Enlisted man. Especially if you already broke the Officer's nose and he didn't break any bones of yours. The sound of a voice jarred him out of his inward thinking.

"I hereby find you guilty of assaulting a superior officer, disobeying a lawful order and threatening to kill a superior officer. Your punishment is a reduction in rank and permanent reassignment to Mars Station. PFC Dillion you are dismissed you are to report to docking bay Delta on the Hiroshima Space Station here on Earth at 0600 tomorrow morning."

"Sir, Yes, Sir" the PFC replied. He then turned his back the judge and headed to his quarters to pack and get ready for the worst duty assignment a Marine could be assigned. An assignment in the middle of nowhere that was quite. No more action.

(( Transport Call sign : DarkStar : Ship Manifest))

(( Passengers: Elliot Swann ))

(( Sergeant Major Jack Campbell ))

((Chris "Serial Killer" Dillion))

((Dr. Burke Parish))

((Cargo: ACT9811 - 3 Transfer Bins))

((TS2290 - 1 Large GS Crate))

((MSB9 - 2 Meta Seal Containers))

((UA08 – 2 Small GS Crates))

((UA0635 – 1 Extra Large Magnetic Seal Container))

((END SHIP MANIFEST))

"Captain's Log, We just picked up our passenger and his cargo from Earth's Moon. Starting our long trip through Hyperspace. I am glad that there are no weapons aboard. I have a feeling the Marine Transfer and the Sergeant Major has some bad history. You can feel the tension but at least there is some levity now that Doctor Burke Parish is aboard. The Marine and Dr. Parish are talking. I have a bad feeling about this marine. His handle is Serial Killer and he looks like one to boot. Maybe it's the conversations I have been having with the transfers out of the Delta Labs on Mars Station."

"You see the base on Earth's moon hasn't been active since 2046. I do not know what happened but I know it was a huge medical treatment facility. I do not know why it was needed but it was." The elderly gentleman said.

"What makes that so significant, Dr. Parish?" asked the marine.

"It was a massive triage center. Like a hospital for massive causalities. Few research machinery. Do you remember any lessons about a war that a UAC military base needed such a facility? Further more any log about day-to-day operations is encrypted at a encryption level far higher than mine. And we also found…" The elderly man stopped in mid-sentence, his brow furrowed and his balding head crinkling at what the marine deduced as shear excitement or reluctance like he said way too much. " I am probably boring you with all of this medical talk."

"On the contrary doctor, I enjoy our conversation and from what I read in the itinerary, we are not due to arrive at Mars Station for another 18 earth hours. Plus I completely understand all the medical jargon. I am a UAC Marine Corpsman." The Marine flinched at his UAC Occupational Specialty or UOS.

"I see a battle hardened combat medic…but this confuses me, why are you being assigned to a base that has a full medical staff?" The doctor's interest obviously peaked.

"So the good doctor wants to play a game of quid pro quo? Well I do want to hear the rest of your story. So I will tell you mine. I have been serving my planet and the UAC for about six years now. I only have four more years of my contract to fulfill, which I intend on doing. Even if I will never do what I feel is my life's calling."

"Being in the medical field? What type of field would you be interested in? Medicine or Medical Science?"

"Well doctor, even though we are way off-topic I would have to say Medical Science more specifically Bio-Molecular Genetics and Nano-Technology. But I must get back on topic. My first deployment when I was out of AIT or Advanced Individual Training was on the planet of Karsias Twelve. I spent two of my six years there. The supreme warlord of the planet threatened earth with a massive bio-plasmic weapon that would make mars into another Mars. As you know the board took swift action, they sent twelve regiments of Marines to invade and neutralize the threat."

"This was the incident that caused the last Commandant, to "voluntarily" resign from military service as I recall."

"Yes General Oshiseki, told the board that they were sending half of what they needed and they needed to send more. But anyway, I was there for two years. The invasion and occupation lasted three months but stabilizing the planet was hard. The political infrastructure was based on an archaic religion. The laws unjust to the female of their species. There was no freedom for any but the rich. We had insurgents and skirmishes. We eventually won but it cost us about half of the marines we went in with. Their tactics fell along the lines of guerilla warfare. After that long assignment of fighting, digging mass graves and doing what I could on the battle field I was err reassigned if you will.."

"What do you mean reassigned? If you don't mind me asking that is."

"No I do not. I was on the UAC Medical Ship Starhope. I was doing a Mass Casualty Incident working triage when a dirty biological device was set off. It killed many of the injured instantly. Only a few and me survived. I was the only one not paralyzed. The bomb wasn't like nerve gas or any other kind of biological weapon that mankind or any other race that we know of has conceived. It was a viral deployment system that attacked the genetic structure of the DNA. It unearthed a lot of genetic disorders with no known cures like Multiple Sclerosis. It seems I have a chromosome pair that has been dubbed the "Grimm gene". The research on this gene is unknown but it fights genetic based viruses. I am almost immune to most of these viruses. But the viral agent of the bomb had other properties. And I had to undergo massive Nano treatments. The machines rebuilt my muscular structure and I was able to return to full field duty in two years. While I was stationed on the Starhope , I resumed my corpsman duties as well as took UAC correspondence courses on bio-molecular genetics. I received my Associates in Science degree. I spent another two years with a company stationed on Pilieah 4. I also earned my Baccalaureates in Science for Medical Nano-Technology Scientist. But I also was demoted and sent to this reassignment in that company. You see Sgt. Maj. Campbell over there was my CO. My squad just returned from a humanitarian mission. Well the good Sgt. Maj. over there decided to give an order to another squad to eliminate unarmed friendly civilians. The same I just returned from. I told him such, we disagreed I punched him he threw me in the brig and then slaughtered the town I just gave medical aid to. I was then demoted reassigned as a security marine on mars. Now here I am."

"That is an interesting story, just as interesting as what I'm going to tell you. But first, let me ask are you going to pursue to continue your education? From what I know of the military and the laws that govern them the only way you can get promoted is to gain a commission. I can help you with that but first you must tell me if you are going to continue with your education."

"Yes I plan on continuing and gaining my Masters Degree in Medical Nano-Technology. Why?"

"I will see what I can do but I am going to need an assistant for my research in the Delta Labs. Which brings me to my story, we found a research lab on Earth's Moon. All of the stasis capsules which held different specimens of what I do not know because those stasis capsules all had this brackish colored goop settling in the bottom. Decomposed subjects about 100 years old will become nothing but goop no genetic material left in the goop. But there are two subjects I name 0634 and 0635. Both of these capsules were self-powered, and self-maintained. I ran tests to see the condition that these subjects were in and to my surprise they were alive. And time did not age them either. Both look to be in their early thirties. The DNA tests set them as twin siblings. Brother and sister, I didn't understand why they were kept in stasis since they had no genetic disorders and no diseases of any kind. Then I saw why. Other than both having scars from massive trauma injuries, their chromosome profile was odd." The doctor then lowered his voice to a whisper, and leaned in close to the Marine. "They both had 24 pairs of chromosomes."

"Humans only have 23 pair. Where did the extra pair come from? Have you reanimated them?"

"Answer to the first question I have no idea, to answer the second, I need to run more diagnostic tests in a facility with advanced technologies, before I reanimate."

A voice over the ships intercom interrupts the two persons musings.

"This is your captain speaking, we are approaching a landing vector with Mars City. We will enter the atmosphere with an ETA of 30 minutes. Please strap yourselves in and be ready for reentry. The weather conditions on the surface of Mars are the same as always Hot, Dusty, and Dry. Mars Base however is Cool, and Not Dry, in more ways than one. And thank you for flying and choosing UAC military transports have a great day.

The marine saw the joke in what the captain was saying, but it seemed he was the only one who saw the humor. He laughed while none of the others did. While he was securing his eight-point safety harness the doctor asked him.

"What's so funny? Did the captain tell a joke?"

"Yes, a couple doctor. The first joke was the weather conditions, since we cannot actually survive on the surface without an environmental suit the surfaces weather really isn't our concern, and the second was the reference that we can drink here and the third, was an obscure reference to the fact that we do not have a choice in our interplanetary transports."

The doctor stifled his laughter. "A brilliant way of explaining the obvious jokes, what is your name? So I can fill the proper form to request you as my assistant." The tone in the doctor's voice betrayed his origins. His accent was a British accent, meaning to the marine he was from the United Kingdom, his voice was genuine and hospitable.

"My name is Private First Class Chris Dillion but if you want to make sure they are going to send me and not someone with the same or similar name you should name me by my UAC ID. Which is Serial Killer. Before you ask the reason why that was my assigned ID was because of these two things. One I am told I look like a Serial Killer. Two because when I am saving someone's life it seems that I am devoid of all emotion."

"It will take about a month before the form is reviewed and approved or disapproved…"

Dr. Parish was cut off in mid-sentence as the G-forces kicked in and the transport ship shook. Chris always hated the reentry. After a couple of minuets everything returned to, normal and the ships engines whined as they where revved down. The pilot opened the cockpit door then went to the passenger exit door pushed a button with his hand and as the doors came open he said.

"Welcome to Mars."