Chapter 3: A Vestige of Medicine and the Unstoppable Force

Emerging from the thick, suffocating fog, the Doom Slayer found himself outside a large building, the entryway seemingly leading into a decrepit medical facility, completely run into the ground with grime and gore. Grabbing a hold of his knives, he carefully stepped forward, the loud clomps of his boots echoing down the halls as eerie light poured in through the broken, foggy windows that lined the halls. Glass and debris began crunching beneath his feet as I walked along the halls, the steady humming sound of a generator beginning to catch his ears.

"So...there's survivors here too…" the Doom Slayer thought, picking up his pace to find the rumbling generator. The medical facility was like a maze of rooms and hallways, seemingly going on forever as he trounced through them. The sudden shriek of a woman's voice immediately caught his attention much more clearly than the generator, so he immediately tracked the source down. An attractive, heavier set woman came barreling around the corner, covering her ears as she shrieked once more with fear.

"The voices! Make the voices stop!" She cried, accidentally running into the Doom Slayer. Unphased by her impact, he grabbed the woman's shoulders and gave her a hard shake to try to pull her together.

"Voices? I hear no voices," the Doom Slayer growled with frustration as the woman thrashed in his grasp.

"Unhand me! If you don't, the Doctor will get me!" She shrieked again, this time being released as a tall, disfigured man in a medical coat moved in front of them, staring them down with a twisted smile and wild eyes. He began cackling as he smacked his barbwired, electrified baton into his free hand, causing Jane to run as fast she could away from them. As the Doctor went to pursue, the Doom Slayer blocked his path, staring him down with both of the Legion daggers drawn.

"My, my, what a foolish man you are, perfect for my experiments!" The Doctor snickered, his free hand becoming consumed by electricity. The Doom Slayer went to strike, but with a clenching of the Doctor's fist, he was hit with a ferocious shock of electrical energy, causing him to flinch for a moment before attempting to swing at the Doctor, who went to escape. Activating Feral Frenzy, the Doom Slayer gave chase, leaping and swinging at the Doctor. He was confused to find his blades passing right through him, his very image vanishing in the blink of an eye.

"What the…" the Doom Slayer growled, the Doctor appearing again in the middle room filled with electrical currents and broken down equipment. Taking another swing, he found himself yet again hitting air, quickly figuring out the ploy.

"So...the electricity causes psychosis...that could prove useful…" a smirk curled on his lips from behind his mask as the sudden sound of an otherworldly shriek cane from behind him. Quickly diving out of the way, a loud clang of a saw blade destroyed one of the equipment consoles. Looking up, he saw what appeared to be the ghost of a nurse, completely bound in white with its face shrouded by white cloth. Another surge of electricity crawled along the ground, shocking the Doom Slayer through his legs and causing him to flinch once more, crossing his knives in front of him to block the Nurse's next attack. He managed to smack her blow away, but as he went to swing at her, she faded out of existence, her body phasing through the nearest wall and out of sight.

Eerie, demonic voices began filling the Doom Slayer's head as he trounced through the halls, occasionally taking swings at the false images of the Doctor as they came before him. The demonic voices were nothing to the Doom Slayer, having been in hell for quite a long time but the false images began to annoy him, fueling him with an intense urge to kill the source. Activating both knives, he began dashing through the halls with intense speed a ferocity, his eyes darting around rapidly as he began ignoring the images of the Doctor that popped up all through the halls.

He finally came upon one of the generators being worked on by two girls. One was clearly asian, her thick black hair hanging just above her eyes as she meticulously worked on the machine with professional precision. The other had on a beanie, and looked like she was a tough girl from the streets as she followed the asian girls orders. The Doom Slayer didn't want to startle them, but the shriek of the Nurse suddenly closed in out of nowhere, catching the two girls by surprise.

"Oh no!" Feng cried out, finding it too late to move as the Nurse came in. The Doom Slayer leapt into action, parrying the wild swing of the Nurse hard enough to knock her saw from her hand.

"Who the hell is this guy?" Nea spat, Feng snapping out of it to get back on the generator, shouting at Nea to help her with the final touches as the Doom Slayer began chasing down the disarmed Nurse. It was clear that she was flying away with fear, her predictable movements making it easy for the Doom Slayer to cut her off as he dashed through a room and vaulted a window. Unable to stop her current trajectory, the Doom Slayer swung fiercely with the knife, clotheslining the Nurse directly in the neck. To his surprise, her head was cleaved clear off her shoulders, blood oozing from the neck hole as her headless corpses collapsed to the ground with a silent waft. As the volume of the voices in his head reached unbearable levels, he quickly stabbed one of the knives into his leg, immediately clearing his mind of the Doctor's cursed psychosis and replacing it with the pain.

Quickly wrapping his leg with a cloth from one of his numerous pouches, he was back on his feet, dashing around in a Feral Frenzy in a desperate attempt to find the mad Doctor. Jane's screech of pain echoed down the hall as she was struck down, the Doctor's sinister laughter following after as he watched her try and crawl away. As he reached down to grab her, the Doom Slayer came barreling through, catching the Doctor off guard and cleanly slicing off his arm that held his shock baton. He let out a ghastly yell as he recoiled back from the blow, his sadistic smile refusing to leave as he charged the area with electricity again. Trying to use this time to escape, the Doom Slayer stabbed his other leg, clearing up the psychosis immediately before following the blood trail from the Doctor's stump arm.

More excited than frightened, the Doctor found himself in awe of such a magnificent specimen that was the Doom Slayer as he was chased down like a gazelle running from a cheetah. Making his way to the central room, he waited for the Doom Slayer, who immediately charged him at full speed.

"Yes! That's it! Come at me with all you have!" The Doctor cackled like a lunatic as the Doom Slayer leapt into the air, driving both knives into the Doctor's shoulders as he took him down. The Doctor then grabbed a hold of the Doom Slayer's arm, unleashing every last bit of electrical energy he had left in a magnificent display of lightning arcs. Hus laughs were haunting as he literally scorched himself out of existence, leaving nasty sears of shock burns all over the Doom Slayer. Trails of blood trickled down his arms and legs as he stood up from the ashy remains of the Doctor, immediately returning to where Jane laid to retrieve the Doctor's weapon.

Sure enough, Jane was still laying there, tears rolling down her cheeks as she propped herself up against one of the walls. The Doom Slayer retrieved the Doctor's baton, slipping it into his belt before lifting the poor woman up and over his shoulder. Jane was confused by the hulking man, thinking that only killers were able to enter the trials she had countlessly been forced to endure. She was shocked however when she noticed the plethora of seared flesh wounds and scorch marks on his armor, a small trail of blood following them as he seemingly ignored the pain. Eventually, after the rest of the generators had finally been completed, Jane was reunited with her crew of two with the fourth having already been sacrificed.

"Jane! We were so worried that you didn't make it!" Feng called out, rushing over to her to start bandaging up her wounds.

"I would've been if it wasn't for this hunk of man meat right here, but im worried, he seems to have been injured badly from fighting the Doctor," Jane winced with pain as Feng bandaged up her bleeding points, the Doom Slayer visibly breathing hard as he fought through the pain, just as he always had. As the three survivors began approaching the gate, the loud sound of something heavy and metallic was heard being dragged along the ground in their direction. The three girls stared in horror as the tall, muscly figure of the Executioner entered into the entrance, the Doom Slayer taking a heavy sigh as he put his knives away and armed himself with the chainsaw.

Revving up the motor, the Doom Slayer steadied himself as he observed the lurching movements of the mountain of a man before him. With almost no effort, the Executioner swung his massive machete at the Doom Slayer, who attempted to clash with the chainsaw. The impact shook the Doom Slayer's hands like he had just hit a metal pole with a baseball bat, his body being flung back through the air and into the wall.

"Geh!" The Doom Slayer growled, immediately getting back up to try and go on the offensive. The two of them were at a ferocious stand still as the girls quickly opened the gate, their strikes causing massive amounts of sparks to light up the area. For the first time in a long time, the Doom Slayer felt that he was evenly matched.

"Come on! The gate's open!" Nea shouted, the Doom Slayer, frustrated by his injuries that kept him from getting the upper hand, knew escape was the only option. With a hard swing, the Doom Slayer knocked the Executioner's massive blade away, quickly following behind the survivors and into another cloud of deep, dark, mist.