Author's note:

Hello there, my dear readers. You might probably ask: "Hey, asshole! Where the fuck you there this whole time?" Well, to be totally honest, most of the time I was just doing different kinds of shit (apart from college I was playing games mostly) and sometimes doing something with this fiction (you might've noticed the "I am a photoshop god" kind of book cover if you there in a desktor mode). But, luckily, I've got some form of inspiration from those games and a few Youtubers (Midnight for example)... Oh, by the way. What do you think of a new Doom? To me it looks dope AF, but I got just a few minor complains: blade glory kills (they are not gory and brutal enough, but maybe the game release will prove me wrong about it) and exposed biceps (the design of an upgraded praetor suit looks way better that it was in 2016 (It seems devs took some inspiration from Yautja's culture when they made the design of his suit), but why leaving biceps exposed? The nod to the classic? Understandable, but still (from the logical point of view) kinda dumb (and it might be dumber if there'll be a mission when he goes in the outer space).)

Anyway, let's just get to the fiction until I disappear for a while like a half of the Marvel's universe or even worse, like... The Man. (I know I am way too late with this, but... R.I.P. Stan Lee. You and your Legacy will be remembered.)

Disclaimer: I do not own DOOM (except from the game copy I bought on some random web page for 499 RUB (6.99$ maybe?) and Xbox360 versions of the previous DOOM games) or Familiar of Zero (wich I freely watched on the internet). This is just a fanfic of some crazy ass dude and most of the stuff I'm going to write won't be canon. Hope you'll enjoy this fic.

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Chapter 3. Playing Servant.

Hell. Somewhere on the desolate plains.

"God damn it!" said a humanoid in a black UAC marine armor before blowing off the head of an imp that tried to rip his throat open, but a few more demons came in its place to try and finish what it started.

"Five years of loyal, non-stop working for the UAC..." he shot the first one in the face, then punched the second one in the gut, but got knocked off his feet by the third one that attempted to smash his head all over the ground. Fortunately, he managed to avoid the attack.

"And all I get is 'Goodbye Doctor Peters'"..." he pushed the Hell Knight off himself, rolled back and then threw a grenade in its direction "...and a God damned ticket to Hell?! SERIOUSLY?!" The explosion obliterated half of Hell Knight's skull and managed to take down some imps with it. After that, Peters proceeded to get his combat shotgun back and continue his last stand.

*boom* first pump left a possessed one legless "You know what? Fuck you Doctor Hayden!..."

*boom* second pump tore an Imp's arm and let it hit the ground to bleed out. "That's right, FUCK YOU AND FUCK UAC WITH ITS STUPID, UNPRODUCTIVE MEETINGS!" Peters kept on pumping his shotgun over and over, making the pile of bodies grow around him, but many dozens corpses later...

*click* "Shit!" he ran out of shotgun shells. Now all he had left is a few grenades, EMG sissy side arm (unupgraded version) and the plasma rifle. Once they'll be no use for him, he'll either have to improvise or fight with his bare hands, which is not really an option without the berserker sphere. Either way, he is kind of fucked.

But to be totally honest, he didn't really give a shit about this. All he wanted to do is to pour out that little bit of anger his mind managed to generate after all this shit he went through, which is quite an impressive reaction if we consider that he is LITERALLY just a copy of his real brain in the prototype of an advanced cybernetic body.

Peters switched to his plasma rifle to continue his little stress relief, and about 15 seconds of holding his finger on the trigger later, he noticed the reinforcements of the high class demons... And they there pissed.

"COME AND GET ME YOU FUCKERS! YOU'RE GONNA REGRET THIS REALLY BAD!" he shouted while keeping on shooting. 6 seconds later he had an urge to look at how much plasma he had left in his rifle...

"Oh shit..." he literally had enough just for a single stunt bomb. Good thing that he didn't thought about looking at his ammo counter a few more seconds later, huh?

He used a stunt bomb on the two Hell Barons, rushed towards them, climbed at the first one and proceeded to pull the grenade in its mouth. Unfortunately, when he did this, the second Hell Baron managed to snap out of the effect of the stunt bomb and pulled Peters by his leg.

"fuuuuuu..." while first one lost his lower jaw due to the explosive device inside of its mouth, second one started to slam Peters over the floor again, and again, and again, and again. It pretty much looked like Hulk was doing Loki in "Avengers".

Even though Peters didn't felt any sort of pain from those hits, he could tell they were pretty damaging to his cybernetic body.

About 10 more hits over the ground, Hell Baron placed its foot on his stomach and started to pull his legs into an opposite direction. About a second later, he no longer had a lower body attached to him.

"Fuck... Really? Again?!" Peters exclaimed while Hell Baron started to lift his remaining body pieces to its mouth, willing to end this once and for all. Though, nobody told it that he is a very spicy meal to swallow.

"Not so fast you ugly bastard!" Peters pulled out his last grenade with his left hand and attempted to block the bite with it. As expected, you can't do it that way, especially against someone who got a mouth, capable of biting your head off. (Well, unless you are a pale-skinned, tattooed old man with a magical boomerang frost axe and a talking head, dangling from the hip.)

Hell Baron bit Peter's left hand off, swallowed it, threw him into a huge bone remainings and was about to smash his head all over the ground with its foot.

*BOOOM* but then explosion happened.

Despite the fact most of Hell Baron's insides there now a part of an environmental décor (thanks to the grenade it ate with Peters' left hand), it still attempted to destroy him. A stubborn fucker it is... And so is Peters.

He managed to pick some sharp-edged bone with his remaining limb and stabbed the crawling Hell Baron in its right eye. It made a weak roar and then it got stabbed again in its cheek...

"Just..." then in the nose.

"Fucking..." jaw.

"DIE ALREADY!" throat.

"YOU STUPID!" forehead.

"FILTHY!" ear.

"MORTALLY CHALLENGED!" again, in a throat.

"MOTHERFUCKER!" and finally in its remaining eye. Hell Baron made some gulping-like sounds for a few seconds before finally going all quiet, allowing Peters to let go off the sharp bone he used as a knife. He rolled away from the demon's corpse, willing to observe the damage he got in this final stand without any other distractions...

"Shit... Back in my original state, huh?" he said sarcastically. If he remembers well, his human body was mangled up just like his cybernetic body is right now, though with a main difference: This time, he was able to put out quite a fight. Not like the last time when he got crushed at full speed by a pinky demon in an elevator. Quite a pathetic death, if you ask me.

About ten seconds later, he heard more roars all around him. He looked to the right and seen a Hell Knight rushing towards him.

"Shit..." he pulls out his sissy side arm and starts to pull the trigger over and over. It hasn't really helped him against it, but fuck, he needs to fight that shit off somehow, right? Anyway, eventually Hell Knight reached him, squished his remaining hand with its leg and started to beat all the shit out of him. Each hit was making Peters' vision more blurred and glitchy.

"GOD!" *Smash*

"DAMN!" *Crack*

"DEMON!" *Splat* Hell Knight's final punch managed to bash Peters head in, finally sending him into oblivion.

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"...Where am I?"

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Meanwhile in Halkeginia.

Louise sharply rose up from her bed, all sweating and heavily breathing, and not just out of an intensiveness of the nightmare she had witnessed, but because she felt like someone had set her insides on fire, which didn't make things better for her. The only thing that was on her mind at the time was to stop it, so she proceeded to do just that...

She got up, nearly butt naked and started to look for the cup of water she always leaves for herself just for the occasions like this one. She finds it near the balcony entrance on the table, picks it up and drinks everything out of it in a matter of seconds. Normally, she doesn't drink the entire cup, but this time she managed to chug it all down and still feel like she didn't had enough. Frustrated by the fact she is not satisfied, she threw the cup against the wall (breaking it in the process) and stormed out of her room to find more water.

'UUUUUUHHHHHHH IT'S HOT!' she tried to keep the yelp of agony while trying to reach the fountain on the floor bellow. When she got to it, she just dug her entire head into it and started to drink it. She still wasn't satisfied, so she jumped right into it. That one finally did a trick and stopped that feeling of being burned up from the inside.

"My, my Louise... you've got no shame at all, huh?" said a cocky ass feminine voice. Louise turned her head towards the source of the voice to see the one and only person she despised more than anything in this academy – Kirche Augustina Frederica Von Anhalt Zerbst. Yes, hating her for being of Zerbst family and super annoying was a daily routine, but right now the mere presence of that big breasted cunt made her blood boil. Literally.

"GET THE FUCK OUTA HERE YOU FILTHY BITCH!" she roars in a very non-Louise like way and shoves some water in Kirche's direction, drenching her hair and top.

"HEY, WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM, YOuuu..." she stopped in a middle of her sentence, eyes there full of fear. Why?

"I... I think I'll Just... Leave you... Be..." she started to make a slow steps backwards, then made a 180 degrees spin and fast walked her way out of this floor. Despite the fact Louise was now left all alone, nearly butt naked and in a fountain still did not made her stop thinking about Kirche. Now, the thought of her existing in the same world as she was making her sick to the stomach. She just...

She just wants to rip her fucking head off and put in on a spike like a motherfucking trophy for all them fuckers to see that you don't fucking fuck with her – Louise Francoise Le Blanc de La Valliere.

'What am I thinking?' she snapped out of her thoughts and felt disgusted, so disgusted that even her yesterday's dinner was now pouring out of her mouth right into the fountain.

"I need to leave..." she said while getting out of the fountain and wiping off the vomit of her face. Her current plan was to get back in her room, use the towel, dress up and go get some cold sugar tea while acting like noting bad had happened. To say the least, getting back was... problematic due to the sudden dizziness and feeling of running out of energy. Like she was moving huge potato bags the entire day. Eventually, she reaches her room...

And then she saw a forty years old, extremely pale and scarred man in a strange looking green armor, sitting on another bed to her left and doing something with weird objects that lay in front of him on the floor. Was he there the entire time or he just appeared? One way or another, she did not care, for the feeling her blood boiling up came back.

"WHO IN THE BRIMIR'S NAME ARE YOU AND WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM?!" She roared in anger while taking a battle like-stance. The "unknown" man turned his head towards her and gave her both an angry and bored look.

'You summoned me yesterday, remember?' he 'said' in her head. It all hit her in that moment: spring time summoning, Mute Knight, telepathic connection, nearly indestructible armor...

"Ohh... Right... Doomguy... Sorry, I forgot. Had a nightmare and... I wanted to drink" she tried to excuse herself.

'Yea, I could tell... You even stormed out of this room faster than a Pinky towards its prey.' he made a reference she unfortunately didn't get.

"Wait what?! What is this "Pinky" you are talking about?"

'...Nevermind.' Doomguy was saddened a bit that she didn't get it. Louise stared at him for a while, but then gave in to her sleepiness by hitting the pillow head-first.

"*sigh* shit, I feel sick..." she mumbled into it.

'Take a "day-off" then' Doomguy suggested.

"We already got a 'day-off' to bond with our familiars."

'heh... great... Question time?'

"I don't have any strength left for that... Just go and... do something. I'll lay it off for a while..." she mumbled before passing out.

'Okey-dokey' he said while putting all of his stuff back into an "Endless pocket", picking up his helmet and then proceeding to leave the room in hopes of taking some fresh air. Yes, he got enough time to get some kind of pleasure out of this "vacation", but he still got the feeling that all this could end at any moment, so just to be safe, he decided to speed up to enjoy those little things for as long as possible.

'Wonder how Siesta is doing...' and maybe help a maiden he had met yesterday. Cleaning stuff and doing dishes is not exactly the type of a thing he'd liked to do, but it's better than not doing anything. Besides, he kind of liked that little talk they had...

Flashback started.

"... Can't say much else about the Elven lands… To be honest, that's actually all I know. Sorry if that's not enough." Siesta finished her story telling about Halkeginia. She confirmed some data he had gathered in the first place and also filled up some blanks...

Like more information about the "Continent" they were currently in (what countries it got, their specifics... He found Germania to be the only more or less decent country for people despite the fact that instead of earning your status trough sweat and blood you just buy it with deep enough pockets), religion, about war between Albion and Reconquista, some not exactly clear info and rumors about elves and Elven lands. Luckily, there was nothing about demons.

*what you told was more than enough*

"It wasn't that much but... I am glad to hear it" she smiled to him. Then they continued to clean stuff for about five more minutes until Siesta decided to cut the silence once again.

"So... You actually don't remember anything about your past life?" She wanted to know how bad was his amnesia.

*Just the name. Other memories? Some stuff is blurry, but the rest I remember perfectly.*

"Okay... Since you remember something, could you tell me a bit about yourself?"

*There is nothing interesting to tell really.*

"Try me." Try her... And what is he going to tell her? "I kill demons", "Demons fear me", or "in a past life I had a rabbit named Daisy that demons had killed and enraged me even more"? He can't really tell her much...

Well, except from a few quite sensitive subjects to him.

*I...I used to be the Leader of the group of knights known as the Night Sentinels.*

"Wait... YOU WERE A NOBLE?" she was shocked a bit.

*Not in a sense of "having magical powers", but... yes. In a way, I was like a noble... though the way you get it is different to the one you got here*

"How so?" she wondered.

*In my homeland, to become a "noble", you had to prove yourself. Prove what you are capable of. You endure trough sweat and Blood and if you managed to stand tall until the end, you'd get what you earned. No matter what your family was and of what social status they were.*

"Sounds tough, but fair enough place to be in... I'd like to visit it one day." she said with a kind smile. Oh, she just doesn't know...

'There is nothing left to visit...'

"Wait... you "used to be the Leader". What happened?" Siesta just realized how he said it. He ain't willing to go deeper into this subject... Not yet, if not ever.

*That's a story for another time.* That answer seemed to do the trick, though it left Siesta disappointed a bit. For the next 10 minutes they were just silently cleaning stuff...

"Alright, I think we're done here." Siesta started to pick clean stuff up. "Thank you for your help with these clothes." She said while bowing.

*And thank you for telling me more about Halkeginia.* he decided to give her a bow of his own.

"There wasn't much to tell really, but... I'm glad that I helped." She gave him another smile, then proceeded to leave "See you later... Sir Doomguy." And drop some kind of a joke.

'Heh... "Sir Doomguy"...' which our demon slayer actually liked. He just stood there for a while, but eventually decided to get back in Louise's room.

Flashback ended.

Doomguy was now somewhere outside of the academy. There was a bunch of familiars, empty tables and a few servants that just started to pack the varieties of food on those. He noticed that one of the servants was Siesta, so he decided to approach her, hoping that she might be able to keep him busy with something since he is super bored. Shit, he even spent the entire night to clean up and fix up all of his equipment (Even his armor).

"Oh! Hello there, Sir Doomguy. How are you?" Siesta joyfully greeted him.

*Hello. I'm Good. Look, I wanted to ask... Do you have anything you'd need a help with?*

"I might have some things you could help me with...Why such interest in helping? If you don't mind asking."

*I am bored and I don't have anything else to do, so I was hoping you'd have something for me.*

"I understand. You can help put all that food on the tables and serve Nobles when they'll come..."

"Though, you'll need to change up. It'll look very odd if nobles are going to be served by a knight." She had a good point, though he didn't bother to pick anything else to cover up his dick after waking up in that sarcophagus, so...

*Good point... except I don't have any clothes.* (That's what I said, come on.)

"Really? You don't have ANY clothes?" she wanted to know if he even got the pants on which he responded with a nod.

"Okaaaay... follow me. We'll figure something out." She said awkwardly while waving for him to follow, so he followed.

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20 minutes later.

'God, I look like a fucking hardcore Vietnam veteran that decided to become hippy after seeing so much shit in there.' Doomguy commented on his ridiculous appearance. He was wearing thick brown pants, black sandals, belt he took from the Praetor Suit with an "Endless Pocket" installment, white sweater that was a bit too big for him, dark green bandana and a strangely camouflaged-like dark green vest. For a full hippy mode he is just missing dreadlocks, mustache, stupid ass glasses, some oddly fashionable necklace, a fedora and as a final attribute – any sort of instrument that he could carry around and be loud enough for people to hear.

"Well, you look quite fashionably..." Siesta commented with a barely containable smirk. I could tell, she is about to burst out loud at any moment.

*Not a word...* were the only hand signs Doomguy did. That popped the bubble of our maiden and made her laugh her ass off. Our silent demon slayer just stood there and waited for her to calm down a bit. She did only a minute later due to the fact she was laughing not just because of the unfinished hippy outfit, but from the face Doomguy was making. He looked like a grumpy cat, except even grumpier and with lots of battle scars.

"Ohh... okay, okay... I am calm now..." "*sigh* pick the pan with cold sugar tea and fill all these bowls on the tables with it, then go for the treats and proceed to do the same thing and the same thing with a pan of soup. After that, just serve nobles with additional orders until they leave, and then you are free to go." She finished explaining what he should do. "Can you handle that?"

Well, serving shit to arrogant little shits is not exactly what he'd liked to do, but it's better than not doing anything and just sitting on his ass and dreaming about any kind of action. He gave her a nod.

"All right then. Get to work." She said and then left to do her part of the job.

'Now the important part is just to not beat the shit out of someone...'

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Few hours later.

Well, the tasks he had received were not as difficult as he imagined, though it did not went without complications: some nobles made comments on his ridiculous way of dressing up, some commented on his ugly mug and some familiars did not feel comfortable in his presence. Though aside from that, it all was going smoothly...

"Hey... you are Louise's familiar, right?" well, right until this exact moment. Doomguy was addressed by a busty red headed girl we all know as Kirche. She stood on his way and started to take a good look at him... just to comment on his appearance. Again.

"Ohohohoho... what's with that outfit? Who dressed you up? Your "master"?"

'One more comment about my appearance, I swear, I'm gon' fuckin...'

"Oh, where are my manners... I am Kirche Augustina Frederica Von Anhalt Zerbst, but for you, I am just Kirche." She lend her hand in a manner women used to do to for someone to land a kiss on it. Doomguy just glared at her hand and then glared in her eyes.

"A strong silent type, huh? I like it..." she said while licking her lips and giving a lusty stare. Doomguy remained unfazed by this and kept glaring.

"You know, since yesterday I wanted to ask you..." 'Jesus, can't you fucking leave already?' "How much Louise pays you to pretend to be her familiar?" 'Wait what?' that confused the slayer.

"Don't be shocked. Everybody in this academy knows that she is a total zero in magic. She can't cast spells without causing a massive explosion, so how could she possibly summon anything? She couldn't, so just to not be ashamed, she hired you and made you put in that fancy armor and pretend to be mute, am I correct? That is why I am genuinely wonder how much I should pay you, so you could pretend to be mine..." she finished her explanation. Doomguy was now having quite a picture of who this read head is... and it is not a good one. (Arrogant Bully with kind of a slut-ish attitude. What can be better than that?)

"Also, what is wrong with her? This morning she was irritated more than usual. And that... red glow in her eyes..." Red glow in her eyes? The fuck she is talking about?

"That... kinda made me feel uncomfortable... So what do you sa-"

"YOU TWO TIMING JERK (YOU TWO TIMING JERK!)! *Slap*(*Slap*)" she did not managed to finish her sentence due to the distraction by the love triangle incident right behind her. Some blonde kid Doomguy once stumbled upon was having an affair with two ladies at once. They were not pleased by this.

"HAHAH! You had it coming, Guiche!" commented trough laughter some kid with weight problems and got lots of support from it. Including the red head... Ironic, if we consider the fact she got not a love triangle, but a love polygon.

After recovering from two bitch-slaps and a slight public humiliation, blonde kid (whose name is Guiche) was furious, and he went towards the direction of a...

"YOU STUPID FUCKING CUNT! *Slap*" So, instead of leaving the place and then think a bit about his behavior, he decided to bitch-slap Siesta like some fucking pimp. Doomguy wasn't happy about this, so he proceeded to move the red head off of his way and fast walk towards those two.

"I am sorry my lord, I didn't mean to..." she tried to apologize, but it didn't worked.

"You didn't mean to? YOU DIDN'T MEAN TO!? *Slap*" this slap was strong enough to set her off balance and hit the ground with her butt.

"My lord... Please..." she begged and started to cry a bit. It also didn't work.

"You should've just taken that perfume and leave, but no... you stayed and asked questions. Now what do we got? Two noble ladies got their hearts broken because of a little misunderstandi..."

"you're just a cock that can't admit he is wrong." Clarified some kid with green hair.

"SHUT UP GERALT! Now... *turns to Siesta* it's time to teach you how to behave, since you are so stupid that you don't even understand simple commands!" he raised his fist and was about to punch Siesta. She closed her teary eyes and waited for the inevitable...

"Who dares to inte... *SLAP* OOOOFF... What the... WHAAAAAAAAA!" Siesta opened her eyes and saw how Guiche was now flying towards the table that was seven feet away from her. She looked up to see who did it... You can pretty much imagine her shock when she noticed a man that was willing to help her with serving food and whom she had dressed up in the most ridiculous way possible – Doomguy.

He helped her up and then slowly started to approach the blonde kid (that was currently lying on the broken table 7 feet away from them) while cracking his knuckles loud enough for everyone to hear. "No, no, no, Don't fight him. He'll kill you." Siesta tried to stop Doomguy. Well, it's not like this little shit can even hurt him and the fight already started.

Surprisingly, this kid was tougher than he looked, for he did not passed out after that little flight. He was shocked at first, but then recovered, got up and started to spill the blood that had gotten into his mouth from the nose that was now broken after The Slap of our man and a half.

"You... YOU DARE TO RASE A HAND ON A NOBLE?!" kid tried to sound as threatening as possible, but Doom Slayer remained unfazed by this which in turn agitated Guiche even more "I'LL KILL YOU WHERE YOU STAND!" he yelled, waved his rose and summoned three constructions from the petals that fell off to the ground.

(Start 'Hi-Finesse Music – The Wolf (Nasty Aggressive Rock Hybrid)')

"VALKYRIES... KILL THAT PEASANT!" he ordered and they all charged on the Doom Marine, spears ready to strike him down.

Doomguy sidestepped the first one and gave it a decent tap in the chest that left quite a dent on it. 'Those fuckers are thick, huh?', he caught the spear of the second one and kicked off the helmet off the third one while avoiding the stab. Two VS one now.

"Wow, he is fast" commented someone in the crowd. Many that heard it agreed. Siesta on the other hand was scared for the life of Doomguy, for he is fighting a noble. Well, she shouldn't be.

He took away the spear of the second one, stabbed it in its face, made the first (the dented one) fell on its ass and then smashed its head with his feet. "You insolent fucking..." Guiche uttered trough his teeth and summoned six more constructions with axes and swords, genuinely believing this will stop Doomguy... Oh boy, how fucking wrong that boy was...

Doom Marine rushed on the closest construct, knocked it off with his body weight, took it by its legs and started to spin, knocking other constructions off balance. Once they all hit the ground, he stopped spinning, smashed the head of the construction he just used as a weapon, picked up its axe and rushed to another one. He managed to destroy two more constructions before the remaining trio got up. He then decided to lift the nearest table to use it as a weapon.

"Go get him peasant! Show him!" cheered someone in the crowd which got a massive support from others. Even Siesta was now feeling less worried for our demon slayer. She started to feel quite confident actually. Also, the red head was now having a lusty smile and naughty thoughts.

Doomguy hit the golem with the table so hard, that it not only destroyed it, it also broke the table in half and transformed it into a simplistic wooden club he used to finish off the remaining two like a true OG.

Guiche was now annoyed to an impossible extent. "…just fucking DIE ALREADY YOU STUPID LOW LIFE!" he swung his rose and resurrected three constructs that were behind Doomguy and then summoned a brass sword and rushed on him while his Valkyries were slowly getting up.

"DOOMGUY, BEHIND YOU!" Siesta yelled. It's not like Doomguy wasn't aware that something being him wasn't yet dead, but it felt nice to know that someone gave him a little heads up. Anyway, he summoned the EMG pistol, spun around and put three headshots in those constructs, then side stepped and caught Guiche's left hand.

(Music ends)

*SNAP*

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" he just broke his hand, took away his brass sword and stabbed it in Guiche's right knee, which was followed by even more agonizing scream when Doomguy proceeded to twist the blade to the right, intending to split the bone slightly wider than it was after the stab.

The crowd was now completely silent. The cheers of joy from witnessing a good fight turned into a silent fear. Even Siesta. Shit, including the red head's dirty look changed to the one of disgust. It seems that none of them had ever seen one of the most common things that exist in every world...

Pure Brutality.

After splitting the bone a bit wider, Doomguy pulled the sword out of Guiche's knee, allowing him to fall on his back and crawl away, leaving quite a trail of blood following him.

"P-p-Please! I-I yield! Please!" kid begged for mercy trough pain and whimpering. Even though Doom Marine didn't planned to kill him in the first place, he ain't going to let him off hook that easy, so he took him by his wounded leg, pulled him closer to himself, sat on him and started to punch him in the face. He made sure he was doing it weak enough to not pop up his head all over the ground, but it was still strong enough to beat out lots of his teeth and cause a broken jaw in multiple places.

The crowd was just staring for over a thirty seconds until someone was smart enough to make the next suggestion: "maybe we should go call the teacher". A smartass, aren't you? Anyway, he got a nod from someone and went to do just that – call the teacher. By the time that 'someone' left, he was approached by some blonde girl with a... noodle hairstyle (seriously, the fuck is wrong with her hair? Though it still can't beat the "Two Torpedoes" Hairstyle from the "Ladies VS Butlers") that noticed this little... spectacle.

"GUICHE! NO!" she started to run towards those two "STOP IT! I BEG YOU! PLEASE!" her plead did not stopped Doomguy from unleashing a bit of his wrath, so he continued, though he did made his punches even weaker due to the kid's face being so... Messed up. (I wonder if he'll be able to see with both eyes intact.)

"DOOMGUY! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" he heard a familiar voice calling off from behind – Louise. He stopped, turned his head around and looked at her. She was furious, but not in a human way furious. Also, her eyes... wasn't that a thing the redhead spoke about?

"STOP KILLING HIM! NOW!" she gave an order. He looked at her. 'Who said that I was planning to do that?' and then gave a final punch across Guiche's mess of a face, got up and went towards her. Kid's ex-noodle-hairstyle-girlfriend was already by his side, sobbing and trying to ease up the pain. 'This was a lesson.'

"Lesson? WHAT TWISTED FUCKING LESSON WAS THAT?!" she yelled out loud. Considering the fact literally no one, but these two had no clue about telepathic connection, they there giving weird glances to Louise, thinking she had gone crazy.

'Lessons is: grow the fuck up, learn how to take responsibility for your own fuck ups and don't put the blame on others for those said fuck ups...' he pointed towards his recent victim 'Or you end up getting your ass whooped by someone who had enough guts to prove that you are dead wrong.' He finished while starring in her slightly glowing red eyes. He'll need to talk with her about it, but not now.

"Oh, Brimir..." said a woman (a teacher to be exact) that rushed to Guiche and observed the damage he had received. "Help me get him to medical quarters, NOW!" she yelled to the students around. Almost all of them complied and started to slowly move the wounded kid off the grounds, leaving Doomguy and Louise by themselves. She had the only thing on her mind to ask him...

"Who were you before I summoned you here?!" she demanded an answer. He just looked away and went towards the living quarters. She wanted to repeat the question again in a more demanding way, but then he 'said':

'Someone who is feared... Even by demons.' and then continued to move. The answer left Louise both confused and puzzled. Feared by demons? What nonsense was that? Though giving it a second thought...

Why was she wearing his armor in her nightmare when she "fought" those... Demons? Does that even mean anything?

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Headmaster's office.

"Headmaster Osmond?... Em... I am sorry to interrupt you, but it's important." Colbert said. He was carrying a pair of books and a few paper pieces with him. (I should also mention that he picked quite a moment to go into the office... Just think about it... an old man crawling on his pairs and a secretary that was furiously whipping him with his own belt.)

"That's... That's okay Jean. Me and miss Longueville were just messing around, right?" Osmond gave an awkward laugh. Realizing that no one will support him, he coughed off a bit. "Emm... miss Longueville, could you give us some privacy, please?" he politely asked. Despite the fact secretary was still glaring at him for peeking underneath her skirt, she complied and left them alone in the office.

"So, what is it you wanted to talk about?" Osmond wondered.

"It's about familiar runes." Colbert clarified. Realizing that Osmond doesn't get the idea, he decided to explain a bit. "You remember that yesterday there was a spring time summoning, right? So I, as always, was there and was recording the runes of those summoned familiar. Mostly they there literally the same, year by year, but..."

"Get to the point Jean, please." Osmond asked to speed him up a bit.

"Okay, sorry... I found the runes that there lastly recorded six thousand years ago in the times of Brimir."

"What? You mean... Void familiar?"

"No, it's even more interesting and... disturbing at the same time." Colbert opened up few books and started to explain what he had found.

"SENTINELS?! No... It can't be... If that rune appeared now it means..."

"The end is near, yes... But isn't that the reason why this rune exists in the first place? Nothing is lost yet. We got hope now..." Colbert reassured. Headmaster got up from his chair and turned towards the massive window behind him. He was still for a solid few minutes...

"On whom did you find it and who was the summoner?" Osmond finally asked.

"On a foreign warrior, about my age. He is big, extremely pale, got many scars and... odd looking armor of green color. His summoner is a second year student Louise Valliere." Colbert answered. "Should we inform the palace or...?"

"Are you nuts, Colbert?" Osmond snapped a bit. "Those crazy fanatics will call her heretic and boil her alive in hopes of cleansing her of evil. Not to mention how they will deal with that warrior she summoned."

"Yea... you are right about that one..." he agreed with the headmaster. "But maybe we shou-" he wasn't able to finish because someone had stormed into the room.

"HEADMASTER! WE GOT... AN EMERGENCY!" said a heavily breathing woman with a witch hat. Colbert tried to make her take some time to breathe in, but she ignored "One of the students fought some servant... and ended up getting hurt... really bad..." a servant... defeating a noble? That's something new.

"Who was the servant?" Osmond asked.

"Some... Some big, extremely pale man, with lots of scars... and a moody look." That made both Colbert's and Osmond's eyes widen up. They gave each other a nervous look and then Headmaster said:

"Call Valliere. We must have a little chat." Colbert gave a little nod and went in. The day is just getting better, huh?

To be continued...