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Bold-My Own Words

Bold & Italic-Locations, Time & Calendar

"Bold"-Demon Speech

'Bold'-Demon Thinking

Normal-Narrative

"Normal"-Person Speaking

'Normal'-Thoughts

"Italic"-Foreign Language

'Italic'-Radio Chatter

/Italic\-AI/Computer typing


Theme for Prologue:

"Rage of the Universe" By 'TheEnigmaTNG' (Youtube Artist, great one at that.)

(Look up a guy on Youtube called CaptainCornhole, He has the entire Doom (2016) 'Album' uploaded for the Game's Soundtracks if your looking for them. 9/28/2016- OMG DOOM OFFICIAL ALBUM HAS RELEASED ON GOOGLE PLAY! FANGASM ACTIVATED! :D)


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"In the First Age. In the First Battle.
W
hen the Shadows first lengthened.
One stood..."

"Tempered by the fires of Hell, his iron will remained steadfast through the passage that preys upon the weak.
He set forth, without pity, and hunted the slaves of Doom with barbarous cruelty.
Unbreakable... Incorruptible... Unyielding..."

"And those who tasted the bite of his sword named him..."

"...The Doom Slayer..."

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September 9, 2376
Sol System
Pluto's Orbiting Moon
Charon Research Facility, Charon

Charon Research Facility. Once a renown place of research and development for technology and innovations that could lead to a new golden age, was now nothing more than innumerous corridors, hallways, and rooms full of death and destruction. Corpses, blood and gore littered every part of the station. Such is normally the case, when one choses to tamper with anything Hell related. Despite all the precautions taken to prevent it, a Hell-Portal had been opened, unleashing the Legions of Hell upon the world of men once more. No mercy was given to those on the station, and within 24 hours, every single person that had been on the station was either dead or a shambling corpse.

But luckily for Humanity, it had its own hellish protector. One that was just as ruthless and merciless as the Demons of Hell.


The sounds of combat could be heard all around the room as two hellish forces clashed with one another. Bellows, hisses, and shrieks of rage and anguish echoed through the air, along with the thundering of various heavy weapons. Explosions would occasionally rock the very structure of the facility, along with the halls echoing with the anguished screams of something dying a brutal death.


R&D Lower Levels; Subsection B

The Mancubus bellowed in pain as the chainsaw tore into its back, blood and gore being splattered all around as the grotesque creature fell forward, moaning out before its head was crushed by an armored boot. The chainsaw was jerked out as the Doom Slayer stepped off the body, laughing darkly as he did so. A trio of Imps charged forward, hissing and snarling as they did, towards the Slayer. The Doom Slayer's chainsaw was suddenly covered in red argent energy, before he flung it to the side. Instead of clattering to the floor, it disappeared in a flash of red light, replaced with the Slayer's trusted Combat Shotgun. Pumping a shell, he aimed and fired on the closest Imp, blasting off one of its arms before putting it down with another shot center mass. Another Imp charged up a fireball and flung it towards him. He merely took the hit and charged up towards the Imp, who attempted to slash at him. The Doom Slayer slammed the butt of his Shotgun into its face, caving in its skull and sending it flying backwards.

The last Imp attempted to pounce on his back, but he ducked and grabbed it by the leg. He then slammed it onto the ground and planted his boot on its crotch, before grabbing its other leg. Grinning under his helmet, the Slayer then pulled and tore off the Imp's legs, sending it sprawling to the ground. Tossing the two pieces aside, he noticed that the Imp was still alive and trying to crawl away. He snorted, walking over to the mortally wounded creature, then lifting and grabbing it by its jaws with both hands. With hardly an effort, he finished it off by snapping its neck, and simultaneously its jaws, before tossing the corpse aside.


Glancing to his side to where he had set his shotgun, his left hand flexed, glowing with Argent Energy. The Shotgun suddenly glowed and, as if it were possessed, flew towards the Doom Slayer, who caught it one handed before pumping a fresh shell into the chamber. To his right, he saw more hell portals appearing, spewing out their horrid cargo. Out of the spawns came a dozen Imps, a half dozen Cacodemons, two Hell Knights, and an all too familiar Baron of Hell.

The Doom Slayer changed out his shotgun for a massive chaingun, spinning up the weapon before firing, three tri-barrels thundering away at the horde. As several of the Imps were gunned down, the Hell horde responded in kind by flinging numerous fireballs and surging towards him. He would either dodge them or simple take the hits as his chaingun continued sending hundreds of rounds downrange. He swapped it out for his Plasma Rifle, firing several blue orbs at a Hell Knight that charged him, tearing of an arm and melting part of its face as it dropped.

A Cacodemon came in from behind and tried to devour him, only for the Slayer to sidestepped and latch onto its back. The floating demon panicked at the sudden hitchhiker on its back and tried to shake him off, squealing and wheezing as it did. As it tried to do so, the Slayer fired away at the horde around them, gunning down three Cacodemons and several more Imps as they returned fire, fireballs flying at the two from every direction. This cause the Cacodemon to panic even further as it was hit several times, thrashing about even more viciously as it tried to remove its unwanted passenger.

A sudden beeping sound from the Plasma Rifle notified the Doom Slayer that the weapon had built up sufficient levels of excess heat, and could fire a heat wave. Looking down at his ride, he smirked, before leaning forward and grabbing the Cacodemon by it lone eye. It screamed out as its passenger now hopped down in front of it and brought closer to him, snapping its massive maw at the Scourge of Hell trying to bite him. The Slayer simply snorted and jammed his Plasma Rifle into the demon's mouth, before pressing the trigger.

A massive blue heat wave erupted from the gun and into the creature's gullet. The force of the blast was simply too much and blew out the back of the Cacodemon in a spectacularly gory fashion. He then swung around the now dead demon and chucked it at a Hell Knight, simply caught the remains and threw them aside, but the desired affect had been achieved for the Doom Slayer. The Hell Knight, momentarily distracted by the carcass, didn't see the Slayer closing the distance until the very last second, and received a brutal right hook, again glowing with Argent Energy, to the face, knocking out several fangs and dislocating its jaw. The Slayer followed up with a sweeping kick that broke the Hell Knight's leg, toppling it over before finishing it with a vicious curb stomp to the skull, killing it.

Swapping out his Plasma Rifle, he brought out his chainsaw again as he saw the remaining Imps and Cacodemons swarm him, getting in close or firing at him from distance. He surged forward and brought his chainsaw down on a hapless Imp, sawing the demon in half down the middle before turning and catching two more in a sideswipe with the weapon.

A Cacodemon hissed as it came in low and tried to bite off his legs, only to receive chainsaw to the eye and the brain, splattering guts everywhere. The last Cacodemon charged from behind, only to meet a similar fate. As he pulled the chainsaw out of the deceased demon, he raise his head up in realization. Where the hell was the Baron?


As if one que, the massive demon tackled him from behind, tossing the chainsaw away and bite into his shoulder, before lifting him up and shaking him like a ragdoll. The Slayer growled in pain and, channeling Hell Energy into his hand, slammed his fist into its eye, causing it to let him go and send him flying across the room. Crashing into the floor, he quickly curled into a ball and rolled into a kneeling position. The Baron of Hell turned and bellowed at the Doom Slayer, its right eye busted and bleeding profusely.

Standing up, the Slayer cracked his knuckles and popped his neck, before flipping off the Baron, "Well, fuck you, too."

The Baron charged forward with a green orb in its hands, snarling as it did, while the Doom Slayer charged straight towards the demon as well. The Baron swung its left claw at the Slayer, who slid under it and slammed his body into its leg, causing the massive demon to topple forward. Twisting around, he leaped onto its back and grabbed it by one of its horns, before proceeding to pummel it in the face numerous times.

The Baron roared out in anger, rising up and trying to grabbed the blasphemous being who dared caused it pain. The Doom Slayer avoided the swipes and pulled on the horn. After several seconds of fierce struggling, the horn tore off of the demon's head, earning a pained bellow from the massive creature. Landing on the ground, he charged back towards the demon, a devilish grin on his face as he had a very sadistic idea.

Charging forward, he roared out as he stabbed the horn... straight into the Baron's crotch. The Baron screamed out in pain as the horn was stabbed deeper into its body, causing it to topple over as it tried to pull out the horn from its body. Summoning his Double-Barrel Shotgun, the Doom Slayer walked up to the Baron, and calmly fired both barrels at point blank in the demon's face, sending a spray of blood and gore in all directions.

With the Baron's death, the room was silent. In his headset, he heard VEGA speak up, 'I am detecting no further Demonic presence. The Facility has been secured.'

Good, that meant no more demons. Granted, there might be a straggler or two, but nothing the EarthGov Marines couldn't handle by themselves. Now he could rest and relax. Propping himself down against the Baron's corpse, he laid back, setting his Double-Barrel beside him, and let out a grunt as he spoke, "Good. Let me know when they're here."

'They are already on the way, if what I was told was correct. ETA 5 minutes. However, there is something else that needs your attention.'

Of course, just when he was getting comfortable. He groaned in annoyance, "And why didn't you say something sooner?"

'You were... busy.'

Fair enough.

"What is it?"

'It appears there's a large elevator at the end of the hallway that leads to what appears to be another subsection of the labs. However, this is something odd about it.'

"What exactly?"

'This subsection is 3000 feet down beneath our current location and is not registered within the archives or schematics of the Facility. It is as if, officially, it doesn't exist whatsoever.'

'Fan-fucking-tastic.' He deadpanned. Another whole level, probably filled with all kinds of shit humanity shouldn't be messing with and now he has to go check it out. Otherwise, some nutjob's gonna come by, take whatever it is, and cause more trouble for mankind. They just couldn't learn to not mess with this shit, could they? He sat up, grabbing the Double-Barrel as he did so, and started walking towards the elevator.


Elevator Going Down

'Slayer...' Said-badass rolled his eyes and grunted at the voice on the headset. Of all the people he wanted to speak to, this motherfucker was at the very bottom of that list. "What, Hayden?" He growled.

'This section isn't listed on the official documents and blueprints for the facility, so I can't give you any data as to what is down there. You'll be going in blind, and that's not a prospect I like.'

That was a first. "Probably something to shoot." He whispered, checking his Double-Barrel as he spoke.

'I don't understand how they kept this a secret, though. According to the scans, this level is massive. Whatever they're working on here surely must of drawn in some kind of attention.'

Meaning that EarthGov likely knew what it is and kept quiet about it, just like several senators knew that CRF was conducting research into Hell and its energy, over a century after it had been outlawed. Thanks to VEGA, he had found all kinds of incriminating evidence that were going to cause quiet a few heads to roll.

After the disastrous investigation into Hell back in 2197 on Phobos, attempt number 4 and also one he had to be called in for, and one that led to an invasion of Earth by Hell, EarthGov officially outlawed the study and use of Hell Energy and anything Hell-related. Any attempts to do so were an automatic death sentence. Despite this, it didn't stop some companies, or batshit crazy scientists, from trying. Samuel Hayden, the owner of the UAC and after nearly dying at the hands of an Icon of Sin, which he reluctantly saved him from, finally got the message and cease any investigation into Hell. Currently, he 'helps' the Doom Slayer in suppressing Hell Invasions and making sure the demons stay in Hell.

But even he didn't know anything about this part of the facility? Well, that's a first.

The elevator stopped, the intercom informing the passengers that they've arrived. When the door opened, the first things he noticed was, 1, most of the lights were destroyed, making visibility pure shit, and 2, it was quiet. Too quiet. His eyes could make out a great many things sprawled out on the ground, all around the room.

While his night vision wasn't terrible, largely thanks to the Argent Energy coursing through his body, it wasn't amazing either, so the Doom Slayer turned on his helmet's flashlight, which only then did he see why it was so quiet. The room floor was almost layered in human corpses, but the weird thing was, none of them looked like they had been killed by a demon. Walking down the darkened hallway, he could see dozens of corpses, none of which looked like they had died from a demon, unless they had changed their tactics, which they don't. It honestly didn't look like any Hellspawn had even been down here at all, which was odd.

Something was definitely wrong here.

Curious, he walked over to one of the bodies, a man, to examine it. There was nothing to indicate a demon had killed him, instead this guy had slit his own throat, judging from the scapel in his hand, but the odd thing was he was shirtless and had a bunch of strange symbols covering his arms and chest. He had a pretty good idea as to what the symbols were written in, noting their dark red coloring.

He walked over to another person, a woman, and got the same results. Shirtless, her throat slit, and strange red symbols covering her upper torso and arms. The Slayer walked over to a dozen more bodies to check, only to find the same thing on all of them. They had all killed themselves, or each other, the exact same way. Then he noticed the walls, when his flashlight flashed over them. Red symbols covered every wall, not written in any sort of pattern, just seemingly scribbled down. And none of the symbols were any he recognized from Hell.

"VEGA, any ideas about this?" He asked.

'I am attempting to identify and translate the symbols. Standby.'

He continued down the hallway, scanning every corner, expecting some kind of freakish Hellspawn to jump out any second. But nothing happened as he went further. Just more dead bodies and strange symbols on the walls.

'Slayer, I have found a match to the symbols thanks to assistance from Doctor Hayden.' VEGA suddenly spoke up after a couple minutes of silence.

'I recognized these symbols from beforehand. They're from the Unitology's Marker Language.' Hayden answered.

The Doom Slayer arched an eyebrow. "The what?" when his awake, he doesn't typically have time for history lessons on the current state of humanity, so naturally he had never heard of 'Unitology'. Hell, until just this morning he had had no idea that humanity had developed 'Kinesis Modules', small devices that basically gave humans artificial telekinesis.

'The Church of Unitology. They're a religious order who..' VEGA started to explain, but was interrupted by Hayden.

'A Cult would be more accurate.'

The Doom Slayer was about to ask why this was relevant, when VEGA changed his HUD to show subtitles translating what the symbols were saying.


Altmanbepraised
Onemindonebody
Onemindonebody
ThereisnodeathOnlyrebirth
Onemindonebody
Onemindonebody
Onemindonebody
Altmanbepraised
TakeusWeareready
Onemindonebody
Onemindonebody
Onemindonebody
Onemindonebody
Altmanbepraised
Onemindonebody
Onemindonebody
Onemindonebody
Onemindonebody
Altmanbepraised
Altmanbepraised

Onemindonebody
Onemindonebody
Onemindonebody
Onemindonebody
Altmanbepraised
Onemindonebody
Onemindonebody
Onemindonebody
Deathisonlythebeginning
PraisetheGreatMarker


The walls were literally covered in the phrases, repeating over and over and over again. Everywhere he looked, the Slayer could see them.

'Like I said, a Cult that believe some rock with bring about the end of humanity as we know it, then we'll 'transcend' into paradise.' Hayden finished.

'I am detecting a large concentration of energy nearby. It isn't Argent Energy, but it isn't any recognizable form of energy and should be investigated nonetheless. Marking it on your map now.' VEGA informed, marking the source of the mass amount of energy on his HUD.

The Doom Slayer continued down the hallway towards the location. Whether it was Hell-related or not, it was better to be safe than sorry. At the end of the hallway, the marker showed his objective was beyond a locked door.

'Please standby while I-' VEGA wasn't able to finish as the Doom Slayer, his hands glowing with Argent Energy, merely slammed his fist into the door, punching through it and, gripping the hole with both hands, proceeded to pry the door open, breaking the door in the process.

'...Nevermind.'

Walking through the door, the Scourge of Hell was greeted with an enormous room, and at its center was a object. It looked like it had a double helix shape, but was incomplete. Its form was red in color, as well as giving off an ominous red glow. The Doom Slayer noticed that it had the same markings and symbols that he had seen on the hallway walls.

Around the object were dozens of bodies, all of which had slit their throats as well. The ground around the object was literally stained red with blood. This was definitely the source of all the weirdness down here.

'Dear God... It's a Marker.' He heard Hayden exclaim through the his headset. The Doom Slayer merely arched an eyebrow at the thing. This was a marker? From the way Hayden sounded like he was pissing himself, he was expecting it to be... bigger, or taller. Granted, it wasn't finished, but it looked like it would barely be 10 feet tall upon completion.

Then again, size wasn't everything.

As if reading his mind, VEGA spoke up, 'It appears to be incomplete, but this is the source of the energy surge. I am detecting some kind of signal being emitted via some sort of electromagnetic pulsation, attuned to target certain wavelengths within organic minds, like the human brain, for example.'

'That must be how it supposedly causes the hallucinations and dementia people have reported.' The doctor mused.

That cause the Doom Slayer to pause. This thing can cause hallucinations? Dementia? That's not a promising sign. He had never seen one before, so it couldn't possibly be Hell-related, unless they were trying a new tactic, which again they don't typically do.

He heard something, and spun to see what it was, weapon raised and ready to brawl. But nothing showed itself, the room devoid of any life aside from himself. Then, he heard it again; soft incoherent whispering that seemed to come from all around. The whispers were saying something, but he couldn't make it out at first, until it slowly got louder and clearer.

"Make us whole again..."

"One mind, one body..."

He grunted in annoyance as the whispering continued, bombarding him from all sides, seemingly getting louder and louder, burrowing into the very core of his mind, his very being. It was relentless, excruciating! The Doom Slayer finally snarled, having enough of the fucking voices.

BOOM-BOOM!

The Double-Barrel barked out as the Hellwalker fired both barrels at the incomplete Marker, tearing off chunks of rock from its form.

"Shut. The fuck. Up." He growled out, the irritating whispers stopping immediately after he had fired. Lowering the weapon, he sneered as he ejected the spent cartridges and loaded in two new shells into the weapon, "Make us whole, huh? How 'bout I blow your ass to kingdom come instead?"

'Slayer, might I asked who exactly are you talking to?' he heard VEGA asked.

"I think those rumors of causing hallucinations might be true." He replied.

'Even you aren't immune to it?' Hayden inquired, sounding actually surprised. The Doom Slayer ignored him, however, as he was currently studying the object to see what was the best way to go about destroying it. Every now and then, he could hear the whispering return, but merely tuned it out.

Whatever this Marker was, it wasn't anything good. He pondered, as initially he'd of just used the BFG, but that seems like overkill here. Plus he only had one shot left and he'd rather not waste it.

'What do you propose on doing, Slayer?' VEGA asked again, as it ran scans on the Marker.

He grunted, having made up his mind. A couple satchel charges should do the trick, if not then the rocket launcher would suffice. "Welp, clearly dangerous. Better be safe than sorry and destroy it."

"I agree."


He spun around at the sudden voice, weapon at the ready, only to have two spears, connected to a line, fly out and stab into both of his arms, piercing his armor; and begin electrocuting him, sending hundreds of thousands of volts through his body, causing him to roar out in pain and rage. His Double-Barrel Shotgun fell out of his hands, as he muscles spasm uncontrollably, forcing him to one knee as he tried to fight it. The lines recoiled, pulling his arms away from his body. He tried to fight it, and normally would have easily been able to resist such a pull, but with hundreds of thousands of volts coursing through his body, his muscles spasms were keeping him from properly resisting.

Needless to say, it was taking all their strengths, along with a couple others, to keep him controlled.

Another spear punctured his knee, with blood spurting out and sending even more volts into his body and making him roar out. His HUD was going haywire, flickering repeatedly; his health bar fluctuating like crazy. VEGA, whose condense processor couldn't handle the sudden power surge, commenced an emergency shutdown in a desperate bid of self-preservation. Around him, he could see some two dozen individuals entering the room, weapons drawn, with a half dozen carrying Javelin Guns, three of which were currently being used on him. He could hear Hayden calling in, calling him, through his comms, trying to find out what was going on.

One who was wearing a rather slender EVA suit slowly approached him, while two more armed personnel ran up to him, assault rifles aimed and ready. "But... then again, I can't really let you do that." The EVA-suited person spoke, a synthesized voice coming out.

"Heretic! Defiler! You would dare harm our holy marker?!" one of the two guards accused, bringing the barrel of his rifle right into the Doom Slayer's face. "Fuck you... and your fucking rock." He snarled out through gritted teeth as electricity danced through his body. The guard, angered by such disrespect, moved to slam the butt of his rifle in the Slayer's helmet, but the Doom Slayer broke his right arm free and grabbed the man by his neck, earning a shriek of agony from the man as the electrical surge now coursed through his body as well. His body slowly cooked and thrashed wildly as static could be seen dancing across his body. The other guard moved to help, but the Hellwalker tossed the deceased man into him, sending both bodies flying away from him as the Doom Slayer tried to get up and remove the other spears from his body.

Two more spears were fired into his arm, subduing the arm once more and sending even more electricity surging throughout his body. The EVA man sighed, "Idiots. I told you not to get close to him." he said, his synthesized voice echoing throughout the chamber, as he knelt down in front of the Slayer, observing him. He shrugs, chuckling, "I know, right? Good help is so hard to come by."

The Doom Slayer merely growled at him, gritting his teeth as he fought through the pain and tried to stand up. The man ignored this and continued, "You know it's funny. I told them for years that beating you was a lot easier than they were making it be. I mean, sure, they can throw hordes and hordes of Hellspawn at you all damn day and nothing would come of it, so why not try something different? But, you know them, stubborn as... well, hell; so I took matters into my own hands. Still, though, over half a million volts coursing through you right now and you're still alive? Damn."

The Slayer glared at the man before him, "You serve Hell!"

He got a laugh as a response, the masked man lightly shaking his head as he poked the Slayer's visor. He extended his hand and a fiery pentagram formed in it. "Now," The masked man said, as he grasped the Doom Slayer's head with his glowing hand, seemingly unaffected by the electric surge, "let's take a look at that nice little collection of yours."


The Scourge of Hell roared out as the searing hot pain of the pentagram enveloped him, the Hell Energy surging through him. The mask man held his other hand awa yfrom the two, before it glowed with a pentagram, and soon enough, every weapon the Doom Slayer had in his arsenal surged out, from his pistol to the infamous BFG-9000, all of the two dozen or so weapons clattering to the floor.

"My, my. Someone likes to hoard." he mocked as the masked man gripped the Slayer's Helmet and ripped it off, before tossing it to the side. The Slayer could hear Hayden on the comms still trying to reach him, but his attention was completely on the man before him. His glowing amber eyes glaring at the man with an unrivaled hatred, never taking his eyes off him despite the searing pain from the electric charges frying his nerves and cramping his muscles.

Picking up his Double-Barrel, the masked man looked it over, inspecting it and feeling the weight in his hands, before turning back to the Doom Slayer, "Such nice weapons. I can see why you like using them." He suddenly raised the Double-Barrel and fired both barrels at point-blank into the Doom Slayer's chest, devastating his chest armor and tearing open a large bloody hole in his chest, spraying blood and bits of gore everywhere and throwing him onto his back. The electrical current had ceased running through the spears.

"Only seems right that you die by your own weapons." The masked man mocked as the Doom Slayer coughed up a glob of blood, before the man snapped his Double-Barrel in half and tossed the two pieces aside. The Hellwalker's vision was now bloodshot and cloudy, his breathing ragged and strained, but still he tried to stand up and fight, hell-bent on at the very least taking these bastards with him if he was to die today. A kick to the head sent him back down, and he found himself staring down the barrel of his own pistol, now charged up and glowing blue in various places.

Just as he was about to fire, the masked man paused, "Hmm, I guess it's only fair that you get to see who kills you." he commented, before slowly removing the helmet. "After all," the helmet fell away, along with the synthesized voice, to reveal a woman of fair skin, with pitch black hair and glowing amber eyes. And to the Hellwalker's growing shock, his eyes widening;

"You turned me into this."

The very same Hell symbol on her forehead that was on his own. BANG!

(Begin Song: 'At Doom's Gate' from the Doom (2016) OST Album)
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The pistol's plasma bolt slammed into the side of his skull, spraying blood and gore as his head lurched back into the ground, his eyes staring blankly at the unfinished Marker. The woman holstered the pistol as she stared at the still body beneath her, blood pouring out the wound in his head. Smirking, she then looked back at the group of Unitology Militia, whose surged forward and began to kneel and pray before their idol. Two of them, however, went towards the Doom Slayer's body.

(0:12-0:30)

"Do whatever you want with his body, but I want his armor." She commanded, the last bit with a hint of a snarl. The two militia complied and proceeded to grab the corpse and drag it off. As they dragged the body away, she turned back to the unfinished Marker, hearing the whispers of its corrupting song, but ignored them. Its brainwashing wouldn't work on a servant of Hell. "What a day! What a glorious day! Thank you, Kara!" One of the militia praised, his arms and hands crossed over his chest in a shape similar to the finished form of the Marker. "Soon we shall all merge together in the beautiful unity of Convergence!"

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All around, he and the other Militia shouted out, "Altman be praised!"

The woman, now identified as Kara, cocked an eyebrow at the group, before snorting, a smirk adorning her face. "Sure," she said, as she mockingly followed suit and crossed her arms and hands, "Altman be praised."

Looking back at the Doom Slayer being dragged away, Kara's smirk grew even larger, before she erupted into a full blown laugh that seemed to echoed throughout the entire room.

She, nor anyone else in the room noticed the Hellwalker's right hand twitch slightly, as his gaze was fixated solely on her as he was dragged from the room.


(0:42-0:53)

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Azores, in association with...
erm, nobody really...

Proudly presents...

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(0:54-01:05)

-DOOM-
/DEAD SPACE\

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(01:05-01:10; song ends. Screen cuts to black.)


And so it begins. And before anyone asks, no Doomguy isn't dead. (The horde of Doom fans and Doomguy Cosplayers begin to back away from Azores, satisfied with the answer as they put away their various weapons.)

Seriously, you think a bunch of humans could killed the Scourge of Hell? Pft, please.

Also, for those wondering if the Doom Slayer's face will be revealed in this fic, go look up a deviantart drawing called 'Doom marine' by 'ArdathLilitu'. (great artist, btw.) ;) I also like picturing him having a voice similar to Marcus Fenix (Gears of War) or somebody like him, except deeper, more sinister sounding. Let me know what you think about this, I curious to see what people think.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed it and I look forward to providing more soon.

See you then!

-Azores