(A/N Wanted to clear up any confusion before reading this story. This is a brand new Doom x Hazbin Hotel crossover I am working on. I have just had a lot of ideas for another story and a different way that the Doom Slayer being in this universe could go down. My first story, Extermination, was more of a test to myself to see if I could write a story, since that was the very first time I've ever wrote a story that long before, and to see how good I could make it. Extermination to me is a little rough around the edges and That is another reason why I'm writing this story is to fix mistakes I made in my first story so I can make this one better and any stories I write in the future. I'll probably take some time at a later date to go back and perhaps rewrite chapters that I feel are rough. But now for this story! For context, this will take place directly after the events of the Ancients Gods: Part 2. So if you haven't played those two DLC's I would highly, highly, highly recommend it. It will make sense of where it starts off. That is partially the reason of why I have been inactive for so long. I will be back and running shortly. So here is the introduction for now and I hope you enjoy.)

The massive fight continued on. The fight that would decide the fate of all worlds. The fight between the creator of it all, the Dark Lord, known as Davoth. And the mighty Doom Slayer. They kept exchanging blow for blow, but the Slayer was doing what he always tended to do, especially against a powerful opponent. That number one strategy was to slowly wear them down. And he was doing just that to the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord could easily tell that was happening to him. Nothing made the Slayer back down, nothing made him go away. He didn't know what to do at this point. As he readied his sword again to strike the Slayer, the Slayer blasted him with his super shotgun, followed by his sentinel hammer and then an onslaught of bullets to his specially made armor. When the Slayer got his chance, he wound up a powerful punch and hit the Dark Lord as hard as he could. The punch sent the Dark Lord flying back and down onto his side. His armor was toast. Smoke was fuming out of the side of the armor, followed by a collection of sparks. The Dark Lord was also in bad shape as blood poured from his mouth, followed by sides of his head. The Slayer slowly began to walk up to him but stopped in his tracks. He reached both of his hands to his head and slowly removed his helmet. He held it in his left hand and tossed it on the ground of the Ingmore Sanctum. He then began to slowly approach the defeated Dark Lord. The Dark Lord saw he was walking towards him and made a last attempt to grab his sword and fight back. But he saw it was no use, as he was beaten. And as the warrior side in him he knew when to accept defeat and take his loss. As he turned himself to face the Slayer, he muttered out his final words.

"Tell me... have you nothing to say to your creator... before you strike him down?" While the Dark Lord spoke these words he tossed his sword to the side and prepared himself for the final blow.

The Slayer gave him a mean glare as he raised his arm in the air and extended his doom blade from his wrist. He then took a step and shoved the long blade right through the middle of the Dark Lord's chest before speaking one word in response.

"No." And this was the first time in an extremely long time that the Slayer even spoke a word. He was always silent and never spoke. The one time he did speak was to say he didn't want to say anything. Kind of ironic when you think about it. He then removed the blade from his chest and took a few steps backwards. Sparks were seen coming form the Dark Lord's chest as the Slayer saw his head shoot up to the sky and watched as three red beams shot from his mouth, his left eye and his right eye. The beams reached the sky and seemed to explode, covering the whole sky in red. Hell's law was coming into affect as every demon outside of hell was killed off. On Earth, Urdak, Taras Nabad, Sentinel Prime, and wherever else the demons stood. The Slayer still watched as the Dark Lord's lifeless body produced a soul sphere. It then began to shake rapidly, while making a loud noise as it broke down and sent off a bright red flash. The Slayer covered his eyes as the flash took only a second and then was gone. It was over, he had won. The battle that he had been fighting for as long as he could remember was over. He stood there for some time, before a portal opened up behind him. This would return him back to his fortress where he had not been for some time. This had been a very busy week for the Slayer as he had battle after battle after battle. The Slayer turned around and walked towards it and also picked up his helmet with one hand in the process. But as he grew closer to the portal, something was wrong. Something was happening with him, with his body. He began to feel extremely weak, like he had fallen ill. He placed a hand to his head and gritted his teeth as he had no idea what was going on. But something was also wrong with the portal, it also seemed to be having problems as it looked like it was fading in and out.

"By his hand, all things were made. Even...you." Spoken to him by the Father.

The Slayer was directly next to the portal and began to lose all consciousness. He then collapsed, but he fell directly into the portal. Once he fell through, the portal shut down.

(Three Days Later)

Hours and hours turned into days upon days. The Slayer still remained in his unconscious state. The Slayer came to a rest on the ground of a new place that he had not seen before. Of course, he wasn't seeing anything as he was unconscious on the ground in a random alley. Nobody had noticed him or had even stumbled upon him until today. A group of these big lizards looking demons were walking by and spotted him in the alley.

"Hey, come check this shit out," One of them said as he took his hands out of his pockets and began to walk towards the motionless Slayer. The other two joined him as well as they stood over the Slayer.

"What the fuck is this?" Said by the second one.

"It's pretty fucking obvious jackass, it's a human," the third one said.

"Don't get smart with me, I can see it looks like a human. Don't mean it is," the second one said.

"It don't got any like demon qualities to it though. Plus look at what the fuck he got on, what the hell is that?" The third one said.

The first demon gave it a small kick to see how hard it was. "It's hard as shit. Some kind of fucking armor. Damn this motherfucker is jacked."

"You would notice that you fruit cake," the third one said. Clearly the "jokester" of the group.

"Okay I don't need none of ya fuckin attitude today" the first one said getting a little annoyed.

"Is this guy fucking dead or something? And if this is a human, how the fuck did he get here?" said by the second one.

"Beats me," the third one said as he walked to the side of the Slayer to get a good look at him. "Anything we can fucking take from him?"

"Yeah, let's go into the pockets he don't have for any prize possessions," the first one said.

"Well look at this fuckin thing," the second demon said as he grabbed the Slayer's helmet. They all walked up to him to examine the helmet. They all looked over the details of this very advanced looking helmet. "That could probably sell for something."

"Well yeah, that's literally a one of a kind thing," said by the second demon.

"Don't expect anyone to be able to wear that thing. Most motherfuckers got horns and shit," the third one said.

"I wonder if anything else comes off," the second one said looking to get more off the Slayer.

"Strip em naked why don't ya," the third demon said.

"Fuck you," the second one said but couldn't help but crack a smile. As he began to pry at the Slayer's armor, something must of sparked in the Slayer body as his eyes shot open. He looked over at the figure touching him and grabbed him by the throat. The other two shot their heads over as the heard the sounds of choking. They saw as the man began to get to his feet as they saw him grit his teeth at the lizard demon he held almost seven feet in the air.

"Holy fucking shit," the first one said.

"Get..this..crazy FUCK!" the demon said as best he could with him still being choked.

They both pulled out the guns they owned and pointed it at him. The Slayer turned his face towards them, giving them quite the angry look. Those demons could tell that he had kill in his eyes.

"D-Drop em right now ya fuck. Or this is going right between your eyes," the first demon said, but that wasn't in a very confident tone as he seemed very uneasy.

The Slayer stared them down before he tossed the demon lizard he held in his hand aside before marching over to them. The demons began to fire at him, and the Slayer held his arm up to his face to stop any bullets they attempted to put "between his eyes." The Slayer reached the first one and smacked the gun out of his hands. He grabbed the demon and threw him at the wall. The third demon ran out of bullets and began to swing at the Slayer, but missed every punch as the Slayer moved too quick. One punch was grabbed by the Slayer as he swallowed his whole fist in his hand and squeezed hard. The demon yelled in pain as his hand felt like it was being crushed. The Slayer then gave him a punch of his own.

"BAIL! Fucking bail. This dude is way too strong!" The second demon said as he took off running. The first one held his back as he took off too. The Slayer watched as the third demon had blood pour from his nose and slowly stumbled away in a panic as he was seeing stars. The Slayer didn't bother to kill them as he would have done years ago when he lost control of his anger. He could easily squash every one of them in a blink of an eye. He just wanted them to know not to fuck with him or they will pay dearly. But now that it was over, he took a moment to think about the creatures he just encountered. Those were anthropomorphic animals? As he steadied his breathing, he took a moment to wonder where on earth he was. He walked over and grabbed his helmet that the demon dropped on the ground. He picked it up and brushed it off before putting it on his head. He couldn't figure out what had happened. He remembered that he seemed to collapse on the ground and somehow he ended up in this...place. He still did not feel back to his normal strength as he slowly walked through the alley he was in. He then stopped as he was standing in the middle of a sidewalk. He looked all around him at the roads, the buildings, the lights, the brightness, everything. What was this? This couldn't have been his home world as that was all a wreck. This clearly looked like a city of some sort. But he looked into the sky and say a bright red sky with a star that he could easily recognize as he saw it in hell. He was puzzled by this as this clearly was not hell. As he stood in the middle of the sidewalk he saw people going by on the opposite side, followed by cars.

This didn't make any sense of where he was at all. The Slayer began to walk down the sidewalk to see more of where he is. He noticed he was getting a lot of stares from these things that he walked by. They didn't look human, but they acted like it. This whole place seemed like a place on earth. He looked around and saw demons holding hands, and even a pair that looked like a family. The Slayer kept on walking and stopped in his tracks as he looked at bright LED powered signs. At least, he believed they were powered by that. He saw that signs had the words "Hell" on it. One actually said "Welcome to Hell." The Slayer thought that was BS as this couldn't be hell. But it would explain the red sky and the hell star above it.

Perhaps this is a different world and a different realm than his. But how did he get here and how could he leave. He doubt that the members of the UAC and the Intern could find him here, so he had a difficult task in front of him. The Slayer better get comfortable, cause he may not be leaving this world anytime soon.