Time had a strange way of getting away from you on Pandora. Mason realized this when he got up one morning and realized a couple weeks had gone by since he first joined up with the Crimson Raiders. And since then, a lot of things had changed around Sanctuary.
With VEGA in the main systems, the small city became heavily fortified in terms of cyber-warfare. The AI had also been able to properly route the electrical systems making it not so draining on the power cells powering both Sanctuary and the shields protecting it. And thanks to VEGA, the raiders were protected when they were out on ops since Hyperion could no longer track their echo transmissions or access the fast travel network to gain a foothold.
Roland and the other former Vault Hunters could sleep a little easier at night knowing that they had an extra layer of protection for their operations. And speaking of operations...things had taken another drastic turn.
With Mason on their side, their mission success rate had shot up 110%. The slayer making himself the tip of the spear as he tore through the ranks of Hyperion and bandits alike as the CR took down outposts, weapons and Eridium caches, and even loader facilities. All of them relatively small operations that were meant to not only cause a dent in Jack's foothold on Pandora, but to draw the CEO's attention as much as possible in preparation for what they had been planning since the first day.
The recent bouts of success for the Crimson Raiders had other affects as well. More people living on Pandora were fighting back against Hyperion, many coming to Sanctuary to sign up to take back their homes and get back at Handsome Jack. The local bandits had stuck their nose in as well, trying to either cash in on bounties set up by the CEO or just to cause chaos where they wanted.
However, when news spread about what happened to the Bloodshots...that quickly changed.
X Flashback X
Roland and Mordecai were in the lead runner with a small convoy of raiders behind them. When they had all gotten up that morning they couldn't find Mason anywhere in Sanctuary. It was when they found Tina in the HQ's kitchen eating a bowl of cereal where they found out where he had went.
The little girl told them that the slayer had gone on an 'errand'. When they asked what kind, she smiled and said it had something to do with some bandits at an old dam. They put the answer together and mobilized quickly.
"Uh...Roland?" Mordecai said from the turret seat as they got closer to the old damn built by Dahl years ago...finding the structure in flames.
Spiked iron gates that once was used to deter the curious was in shambles, the buildings just inside the small 'courtyard' of the makeshift base were nothing but piles of burning salvage. Dozens of bodies laid scattered everywhere either completely blown apart or with body parts missing.
The heavy door used as a drawbridge into the dam had a massive, smoldering hole in it, the structure itself had massive fissure cracks and holes along the stone surface with small fires flickering out of them. Wet, red smears running down from where bodies where most likely thrown down from the top.
"Holy shit." Roland muttered as the convoy rolled up to what was left of the Bloodshot's stronghold. The raiders all piling out with guns drawn, though given the state of the place they more than likely had nothing to worry about.
Right as they passed what remained of the gate, they all tensed when loud screaming pierced the air. A moment later, a body hit the ground several meters away, the dust settled to reveal the battered and bloody form of Flanksteak, the bandit clan's leader.
"M-Monster...he's a fuckin'...monster!" Flanksteak slurred in agony as he began dragging himself across the ground leaving a trail of blood in his wake.
A second impact shook the ground, Mason standing from his crouched position from the drop with double-barrel in hand. The slayer cracking the weapon open and sending spent shells scattering while he loaded in a fresh pair.
The impact caused Flanksteak to freeze, rolling over just enough to see the one who slaughtered his entire clan approaching him. "Hey...we...we can working something out? Right?! This doesn't have to-"
BOOM!
Flanksteak's head vanished in a blast of gore, ending the Bloodshot bandit clan entirely.
Lowering the smoking barrels, Mason headed toward the ruined gate. Patting Roland on the shoulder as he passed the Commander and the stunned resistance fighters with him.
"Problem solved." the slayer said casually as he made his way back to Sanctuary.
X Flashback End X
Since then, no bandit anywhere near Sanctuary messed with the Crimson Raiders. And the rare few that tried didn't get very far.
Everyone thought it was a breath of fresh air, not having to deal with being attacked on multiple fronts. Roland however, was still on the fence.
He held no soft spot for the psychopaths and bandits that caused trouble on Pandora, he and the others have killed more than their fair share. He just didn't expect Mason to go off on his own like that and wipe an entire clan out as though he was going on an afternoon stroll.
The Commander was thankful, but at the same time he told the slayer that they were all a team. That even though Mason could handle his own and then some, it would have been better if he had at least given them a heads up with what he was doing.
Mason nodded and the matter was settled. After that all attention was focused on hammering Hyperion operations.
Aside from the missions they had undertaken together, the slayer had bonded with the former Vault Hunters and formed a strong friendship with each of them.
He'd go to the bar with Mordecai, swapping stories and wisecracks while drinking. Even Bloodwing didn't seem to have a problem with Mason, the hunting bird perching herself on the slayers shoulder on occasion.
Brick would constantly want to test his strength against Mason whether they were in Sanctuary or out dealing with bandits and Hyperion, the berserker sharing a kinship with the slayer through their brutality on the battlefield.
Despite his unease with Mason's methods and viciousness, Roland couldn't help but connect with the warrior's tactical mind. Even though the slayers main tactic revolved around running and gunning, he still plotted out every move he made while constantly on the move, always using the environment to his advantage against his enemies. The two of them together with VEGA's assistance had already developed a multitude of strategies that the raiders could use in the field.
Lilith, oddly enough, had a stronger connection with Mason compared to the others. Most of which was derived from knowing one another longer than the others. The two of them would constantly hang around one another talking about random things or sharing past experiences. The Siren finding the Hell Walker easy to talk and vent to when she needed, and the slayer found a good confidant in the red-headed woman.
Aside from the former Vault hunters, Mason relationship with Tina had also changed a great deal. The little girl looking up to the slayer like a father or older brother figure and made it her mission to stick to him like glue. Tina had also developed a fixation with anything that blows up, which included bombs, grenades and a literal arsenal of explosive weaponry.
Though Mason expected this, he made sure either he was nearby when she was 'playing' or had VEGA keeping a close/sharp eye just to be safe.
Everyone else around Sanctuary had gotten used to the slayer's presence. Some even greeting him kindly whenever he walked through town, although a rare few tried to start something from time to time.
They were found broken worse than jigsaw puzzles, half of them were lucky enough to be dead.
Currently, Mason was on his way back to Sanctuary after a small mission two regions over. Driving his technical through the main gate that opened when he approached and pulling into Scooter's garage. The mechanic looking up from the engine block he had been working on with his arrival.
"Eh yo big man!" the former Hodunk called out, "You're ride handlin' okay? Heard a bit o' rattlin' when ya pulled in."
"My truck's fine, Scooter." said the slayer as he climbed out of the technical and pulled a large sack from the bed that made metallic clinking noises when it moved as he handed it to the mechanic. "Picked up a shitload of power cells for Sanctuary's shields. Should keep them going for a while."
Scooter took the bag and opened it before whistling, "Dammmmmmmnnnnnn! How'd you get yer hands on this many?! Hell yeah it'll keep the shields up for a while!"
"A master never reveals the secrets of his craft." Mason replied as he left the garage, his technical being digi-structing behind him. "Catch you later, Scoots!" he called back while waving over his shoulder, making his way along the familiar path to HQ.
A few citizens nodded to him as he walked past, others getting out of his way as he entered the building and made his way up to he war room. Finding Roland and Brick locked in a deep discussion.
"I'm tellin' ya, just give me one chance and I'll have them both singin' like birds!" the berserker said while slamming his fists together.
The Commander rubbed his eyes, "You and I both know how carried away you get. We can't get information out of prisoners if they're mashed into a bloody paste, Brick."
Brick chuckled, "Yeah...I guess. Would be fun through."
Roland shook his head before noticing Mason's arrival, "Welcome back. I take it things went well?"
"Ten power cores. Dropped them off to Scooter on my way in." replied the slayer. "Those Hyperion assholes we got locked up ain't talking?"
The raiders' preparation for the raid on the Hyperion data hub was almost complete. But they still needed to execute a good enough distraction, thus Mason, Brick and Roland would take a small squad to attack a loading area for shuttles moving troops and supplies from Helios to Pandora.
During a recon mission of the port, two Hyperion soldiers were captured with the intention of getting the needed information to infiltrate the facility and cause as much havoc as possible.
"Not a word. If we want that raid on the data cache to go well we need to get that information." said Roland.
"They are surprisingly resilient. And quite vulgar." said VEGA.
Mason nodded, then left the war room. "Give me two minutes."
Roland's eyes widened, "Shit! WE NEED AT LEAST ONE ALIVE!" he shouted after the slayer.
Brick huffed and crossed his, "How come he get's to torture the bastards?" he pouted like a child.
X
Beneath the headquarters there was a massive storage room where the group kept a good stockpile of supplies for operations and other things to aid in their war. In the middle of the room a pair of men in Hyperion uniforms were tied to metal chairs that were bolted to the floor beneath a bright light bulb. Both of them looking battered and bruised from recent interrogations.
The door leading into the basement slammed open, making both men jump before heavy footfalls could be heard stomping their way. Mason's large form stepping into the light and looming over the prisoners.
"Heh, look at this. The cocksucker sent his biggest lap dog." one of the soldiers spat.
The slayer said nothing as he began to walk around them. "I gotta ask, I mean, the Siren bitch is obviously sucking him off. But what about you big guy? You the pitcher or the catcher." the other soldier said, not aware of the dangerous waters they were now in.
Mason did one more circled around them before standing infront of them. "We ain't saying shit! So why don't you go back to being Roland's little whipping boy you piece of-"
"BANG!"
The soldier was cut off when his partner's head suddenly exploded, blood and grey matter splatting across his face. The slayer holding his Torgue revolver with the barrel smoking, pointed at what was left of the other Hyperion soldier.
"I'm sorry. Did I break your concentration?" Mason asked condescendingly. "Please, continue."
The soldier sputtered and gaped, fresh blood still dripping off his face.
"Oh, you were finished? Well then allow me to retort." the slayer lowered his weapon, "What do I look like to you?"
"What?" the man managed to wheeze out.
Mason swung his fist, smashing into the headless body of the other prisoner. The impact ripping the chair from the floor and sending it crashing against the far wall. "What planet are you from?!"
"What?" the prisoner stuttered.
"What isn't any planet I've heard of, they speak english on what?!"
"What?"
"ENGLISH MOTHERFUCKER, DO YOU SPEAK IT?!" Mason roared.
"Yes! Yes!" the soldier shouted in sheer terror.
"Then tell me what I look like to you?"
"...what?"
The slayer pressed the barrel of his revolver hard into the man's forehead. "Say what again! SAY WHAT AGAIN! I DARE you, I double-dare you motherfucker!"
"Y-Your strong!" the prisoner managed to answer.
"Go on!"
"Y-Your tall."
"Do I look like a bitch?"
"...What?"
Mason reaimed and fired at the soldier's hand, blowing it off at the wrist and making him scream in agony. "Do I LOOK like a BITCH?!"
"NO!"
"Then why are you trying to fuck me like a bitch?" the slayer demanded.
"Wh-no, I-"
"Yes you are! Yes. You. Are. You're trying to fuck me." Mason spoke slowly and deliberately. "And let me tell you. I don't like to be fucked by anybody who isn't a beautiful woman."
Sending the Torgue weapon back to storage, the slayer leered down at the wounded man and crossed his arms. "Now then. My friends here have been more than reasonable, all they want it some information so that we can fuck with your boss. But, you seem to not want to tell us anything. Lucky for you, I have the proper tool for such a situation."
Reaching back, Mason pulled out his chainsaw and held it infront of him in full view. The soldier turned even more pale despite the blood loss and pissed himself. "This here is my old friend, the Beaver Tooth Painsaw. Capable of cutting through flesh and bone as easily as if it were wood." Gripping the cord, he gave it one rip and kick started the weapons engine.
"Now then, you're gonna tell me everything I wanna know. And if you don't well..." he revved the chainsaw loudly for full emphasis. "You ever see The Texas Chainsaw Massacre? Spoiler alert."
The prisoner screamed in pure, unadulterated terror as the whirling blades drew closer.
X
Roland kept his eyes firmly on his watch since Mason left. At one minute and thirty-five seconds the slayer walked back into the war room. "Still had twenty-five seconds left. Either of them still breathing?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
"No. But I got the information." Mason said while taking off his helmet and setting it on the table.
"Do I even wanna know how you got it?" asked the Commander.
"After I killed one the other loosened his tongue a bit. Introducing him to an old friend was the breaking point." said the slayer. "We should be able to gain access to anything of importance in the port. Once we start braking things and get Jack's attention, Mordecai, Lilith and VEGA should have no trouble breaking into their data cache."
"Good to know." said Lilith as she and Mordecai walked in. "Not saying things have been boring around here. But I've been waiting for this."
Roland nodded in agreement, "Alright then. We'll set out first thing tomorrow." he approached the holotable and brought up a map of the Arid Badlands. "We'll use the fast travel station to drop in close," he motioned to a spot close to the settlement that had once been called Fyrestone before Hyperion moved in. "We'll split up from there. Mason, Brick and I will take a technical and attack the space port and make as much noise as we can. Once we're sure Jack's eyes are on us, Lilith will phase-walk with Mordecai into the data hub."
"As soon as I am in the system, I will mine as much data as possible and transfer it into the servers here in Sanctuary." said VEGA.
"Any idea how long that's gonna take?" asked Mordecai.
"Depending on the amount of data collected, it may take a matter of time to make the transfer. I will focus on acquiring only the information that will help us find the Vault Key and anything else useful against Hyperion." replied the AI.
"Alright then. Everybody gear up and get some rest tonight." Roland dismissed everyone for the day now that the plan was set. Mason made his way down to the first floor of the HQ and noticed that Tannis wasn't there.
The woman had been scarce ever since he first arrived. Anytime anyone saw her she was hyper-focused on whatever she was doing, muttering to herself and essentially blocking out everyone and everything else. No one was really worried, since it was part of Tannis' nature, though the others were wondering what exactly she was up to.
"Hey, Mason!" The slayer paused as Lilith came down the stairs and joined him, "Me and the guys were gonna hit up Moxxi's later. Tie one on before the mission tomorrow and what not. You in?"
"I'll be there. Gotta go check up on Tina and make sure she didn't blow up our place."
The Siren laughed, "She's become a little demo-expert, hasn't she. Wouldn't be surprised if she's stockpiling explosives in your closet."
Mason paused in thought, reminding himself to check their closets when he got home to be sure Lilith wasn't actually right about that. "I'll catch up with you guys in a bit." he waved before heading out the door. Heading down the street and through the center of town and heading in the direction of Marcus' business.
After establishing themselves in Sanctuary, Roland managed to get Mason a place of his own with enough room for his young charge.
It was a simple two bedroom place, rundown like the rest of the town, but comfortable enough to live in regardless for the slayer and the little girl he had taken under his wing.
"Tina, I'm home." he called out after walking through the front door into the small living room/kitchen area. When he didn't get a response he removed his helmet and went down the small hallway where the bedrooms and bathroom were located, coming up to a closed door that had pink flowers and bunny rabbits pained on the surface.
Opening the door and peering inside, Mason found the little girl at the small desk against the wall beside her bed. A box of grenades sat beside her with various parts scattered around while she worked on something he couldn't see.
"What are you up to, Little T?" he asked, leaning against the doorframe.
Tina jumped a little, spinning around with a beaming smile. "A little project." she said before going back to what she was doing a second longer before turning around again to show a grenade with a pink dress on it. "What do you think? I call her, Princess Fluffybutt!" she said with pride and excitement.
The slayer raised an eyebrow, "Most kids dress Barbies, this one dresses explosives" he thought before he gave a mock bow to the grenade turned doll, "It's an honor, princess." he said which had Tina giggling.
"And it's a honor to meet a noble knight such as yourself." the girl spoke as though the makeshift doll was talking to him. "Will you be joining us for tea and crumpets this fine day?"
Mason chuckled and played along, "I would love to, but we are being cordially invited by the rest of my 'round table' at the local tavern. Our mission against a certain tyrant is tomorrow."
Tina's smile faltered a bit as she lowered her new 'doll'. "Can...Can I go too?" she asked.
Her guardian sighed, "Tina, I would love to have you there kicking ass beside me. But your still too young. When your older and have more training, I'll take you out with me, I promise." he saw her dejected look and pulled her into a hug. "I know you want to get back at the bastard that sent your family to Jack. I'm more than happy to help you get justice for it. But not when it puts you in danger."
The little girl nodded before breaking the hug, "You promise? We'll get him?"
"I'll let you use the Big Gun to kill him." Mason said seriously. The 'Big Gun' being the name Tina had given for the BFG-9000. His words causing Tina's eyes to sparkle with excitement at the idea of using said weapon to get her revenge. "Come on, Little T. Let's go meet up with everyone and grab something to eat."
Tina nodded as they got ready to head to Moxxi's. "Is Lilith going to be there?" she asked when they left their apartment. The slayer cleared his throat and nodded as he hooked his helmet to his belt. Pausing when he saw the girl's bright eyes looking up at him knowingly.
"...what?" he asked.
"You liiiiiiikkkkkkeeeee her." the girl sang innocently, causing the slayer to turn his head away to hide the barely noticeable red in his cheeks. Neither of them said a word after that. Mason shaking off his charge's words while Tina skipped beside him while humming a tune to herself.
X
Moxxi's had its usual atmosphere as the group of six sat in their usual booth. Three empty pizza boxes scattered on the table infront of them with a couple empty beer bottles. Tina sat comfortably between Mason and Mordecai happily munching on her third slice with the newly named 'Princess Fluffybutt' in her lap while the adults all talked amongst themselves.
"Everyone ready to stick it to Jack tomorrow?" asked Mordecai as he fed Bloodwing a few meat toppings from their pizzas.
"You kidding? With all the asskicking we've been doing we're more than ready." Brick exclaimed before slamming down another beer as though it were a shot.
"All goes well tomorrow, every dirty little secret Jack's keeping locked down will be ours. We might have a chance to finally make some headway in this war." said Roland, causing the others to agree.
Lilith finished off her own drink before getting up to get them another round. While she did, Mason couldn't help it as his eyes were drawn to the Siren's ass as she headed toward the bar. Watching her hips sway from side to side packed into the tight, torn pants she always wore.
Anyone would have to be blind, deaf and dumb to not find the red-head attractive. Not just in looks, but also in personality and strength. Her Siren powers adding more to her allure that literally drew attention to her like moths to a flame.
After getting to know one another since they first met, the slayer found her to be fun and easy going, but at the same time a hell of a fighter. A large part of him was glad they had forged such a good friendship in such a short time, while another part wanted nothing more than to throw her over his shoulder, take her somewhere private and make her scream his name to the heavens.
Mason shook his head, mentally smacking himself when that line of thought reared its head once again. Those thoughts had been coming and going more and more often as of late; more than once he'd have dreams of the beautiful Siren naked and riding him with her eyes and tattoos glowing with her flaming wings flared out behind her.
It was a good thing that most if the water in Sanctuary was cold, because he had plenty of cold showers over the last couple of weeks.
"Mason? You still with us?" the slayer blinked and looked toward the other guys who all looked back.
"Sorry, lost in thought." he said, taking notice that Tina had finished eating and was dozing off cuddling her grenade-doll and leaning into his side.
Mordecai smirked, "Probably because you were too busy checking out Lilith's ass." Brick snorted in amusement while Roland shook his head with his own smirk.
"Don't know what you're talking about." Mason said, despite the fact that he had been caught.
"Whatever you say, amigo. But if you're that hard up over her, make a move." the hunter continued.
The slayer rolled his eyes, "A bit soon, don't you think? We've known each other less than a month."
"With the lives we live, hesitating would leave too many regrets." said Roland, surprising everyone. It was no secret that he and Lilith made an attempt at a relationship a while back that didn't go anywhere, and thankfully they still remained good friends when it was all said and done.
"That's...a bit surprising, coming from you Roland." said Mason.
The Commander nodded and sighed, "Lil and I had a thing once. Didn't work out in the end, we wanted different things. And it wasn't easy with everything we're trying to do against Jack and Hyperion. But that doesn't mean I don't want to see her happy. If you two can get something to work between you, then you should go for it. Life's too damn short as it is, especially here on Pandora."
On the other side of the bar, Lilith stood at the counter waiting for Moxxi to finish collecting another round for her and the boys. She looked back at the table and saw them talking amongst themselves, but she was too far away to hear what they were saying.
"So. How's our resident juggernaut?" asked Moxxi as she busied herself behind the bar.
"Badass on another level." replied the Siren. "He's really turned things around since he and VEGA had shown up. Though I think Brick's a little jealous that he's got a bigger bodycount."
The barmaid smiled as she sent a smoldering look at the slayer in question. "I gotta say, he's quite easy on the eyes." she leaned on the bar beside Lilith. "Those features, those eyes, and I've seen him outside that armor in casual clothes. Makes a girl wonder if he's as awesome between the sheets as he is in a fight."
Lilith felt her face coloring, remembering the various moments when she saw Mason outside the Praetor suit and his muscled frame.
"You still with me, Lilith?" asked Moxxi, breaking the Siren out of her thoughts.
"Yeah, just a lot on my mind." Lilith replied, trying to sound casual.
Moxxi gave her a knowing look and smile, "Nice try, killer. But a blind man could see you were checking out and thinking about a certain knight in bloody armor. Not that I blame you, of course. I certainly wouldn't mind having him as a fifth husband." she said while licking her lips.
The red-head rolled her eyes at the other woman's never ending libido. Although, she'd be lying if she said she wasn't interested in the slayer and was considering making a move.
She'd been single ever since her break up with Roland. And she'd enjoyed the time she spent with Mason since they first met. His fun, laid back demeanor and the confident way he held himself. And if the Siren were honest, seeing him in a firefight was kind of a turn on as well. Not to mention the odd dreams she'd been having hadn't made that fact any less known.
More than that though, with how soft and gentle he was around Tina had her seeing the ruthless slayer of demons in a different way.
"You planning on making your move?" asked Moxxi, setting another six beers down next to her.
Lilith smirked as she took the bottles, "Maybe." she said before making her way back to the table. The barmaid watching her go with a sinful smile on her face.
"Wonder if she'd be up for sharing once in a while."
X
After another hour or so, the group left the bar and went off to get some sleep. Mason carried a sleeping Tina into her room and tucked her into bed before heading into his own and removing his armor. Stretching out his muscles before crashing out in his own bed for the night. Mentally preparing himself for the assault on the Hyperion spaceport the next day.
But he wasn't prepared for what was waiting for him in his own subconscious...
X
He was on his knees, being held between to knights in white armor as the stone and metal platform they were on descended. Stopping when it reached the bottom where he was then dragged down a small corridor with the walls and floor covered with gold colored sigils and ornaments.
The knights brought him before a pair of mean wearing priest-like garbs and head-dresses and holding staffs.
"We found him in the valley. Just outside the castle walls. He was wounded, and wearing this." the knight on his right said and handed a scratched and dented helmet to one of the priests who accepted it and looked it over with careful eyes.
He breathed heavily, despite his injuries and spoke in a strained, rough tone. "...guts. Huge guts! Kill them...must kill them all!"
"Hmm, he has fight in him yet." said one of the priests.
"Inspite of his injuries." agreed the other, their eyes on him again as they handed his helmet back to the guards. "Take him to the arena. Let him be judged like the others."
He was then dragged back down the corridor. The world around him going hazy as the scene changed.
Now he was standing in a circular arena, a dozen other men laid sprawled out around him groaning in pain or completely knocked out. The one standing infront of him staggered as he swung a fist at him.
His hand shot out and blocked the strike before delivering a powerful right-cross that cracked his jaw and sending blood spraying into the air as he was thrown to the ground.
"Rip...and...tear!" he hissed through clenched teeth.
Another priest, different from the other two approached him. "You'll make a fine addition to the front lines, stranger."
"The demons...they are everywhere. Must...kill them all." he rambled, his blood boiling in his veins.
"Dress his wounds and bring him to us. I want to know about the others he speaks of." a raspy, feminine voice spoke. He turned and saw what looked to be an angel-like being covered in armor hovering above the floor.
The priest bowed his head to her, "Yes, your grace."
The scene changed again, this time showing him walking into a large chamber with a strange machine set up in the middle. The building around him shook with the sounds of gunfire, explosions and loud roars echoing from outside.
A figure in a red hood drifted past him into the chamber. "We must move, quickly. There are those who would seek to stop this." they said as they both approached a man-shaped pod in the middle of the raised platform that opened on their approach.
"I offer you a gift." the figure said as they stopped before a console beside the pod. "Take it. It will give you strength. Help you on your journey."
He climbed inside without hesitation. Glowing pilons extending around the chamber as the pod leaned back and began to seal. Looking over to the cloaked being as a golden light began to fill his vision, their face hidden beneath the shadows of their hood as they reached out to the console.
"And now, they will fear you."
The light became blinding and a molten heat surged through his whole being. Penetrating to the depths of his very soul.
X
Mason sat straight up, eyes blazing and fists clenched with his heart slamming in his chest. His breath hissing through clenched teeth while his mind was still reeling from what he had felt and witnessed.
It took several long minutes before he began to calm down. His heartrate slowly eased back to normal and relaxed his white-knuckled fists. Everything catching up with him now that he was thinking more clearly.
"...what the fuck was that?"
A/N:...
DOOM ETERNAL IS HERE!
And I've been playing for the last three days straight! (Gamestop released it a day early due to COVID-19 outbreak) And let me tell you, it's so much more than one hell of a wild ride! And with it, offering a shitload more content to this already badass story!
More to come soon. And to my fellow DOOM players out there, I'll see you in Hell!