"I cannot kill you, but I won't have you standing in our way."
Samuel Hayden's words were met with stony silence from the armored man currently suspended in the containment field before him, though he could feel the burning hateful stare coming from beneath the figures tinted visor. Turning away, Hayden began examining the remarkable artifact known as the Crucible. It pulsed with the unrefined energies of Hell, and the long blade like plane of energy it emitted was covered in the arcane symbols that made up Hell's alphabet. "Once I decipher the meaning of these markings I am certain we can find a way to restart production of Argent energy, and save huma-" Hayden was literally yanked from his thoughts when his left leg was pulled out from under him with incredible force. Falling to the ground, Hayden's vision was obscured by various readouts telling him that the left leg of his robotic body had suffered catastrophic damage, and was no longer functional. Looking back over his shoulder, Samuel Hayden was greeted with a terrifying sight. The Doom Slayer was standing over him bathed in blue light, and with sparks of electrical energy crawling across his body, as the containment field struggled to pull him back in. The armored figure dropped the ruined remains of Hayden's left leg before grabbing his right, crushing the ankle joint as he pulled Hayden along the floor.
"NO! STOP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
Though Hayden's body was now mechanical, he still could feel fear, as the Doom Slayer grabbed the arm containing the Crucible. The reinforced metal limb deforming under the ancient warrior's unnaturally strong grip. Without a word, the Doom Slayer tore the robotic arm out of its socket in a shower of sparks.
"NO! YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE DOING! THE CRUCIBLE IS THE ONLY THING THAT CAN SAVE HUMANITY!"
The armored figure pulled the Crucible from the now useless mechanical arm. Casting aside the robotic limb, the Doom Slayer glanced down at Hayden's mangled form. His helmet visor was filled with warning symbols and the words 'UNCONTROLLED TIME SPACE ANOMALY DETECTED!', but the Doom Slayer ignored it, as he pulled his shotgun from behind his back, and leveled it at Hayden.
"SO THAT'S YOUR ANSWER IS IT? JUST KILL THE LAST HOPE OF THE HUMAN RACE?! HAVE YOU EVER EVEN CARED ABOUT ANYTHING OTHER THAN REVENGE?! DO YOU EVEN UNDERSTAND ANY CONCEPT BEYOND KILLING AND HATE?!!"
To Hayden's surprise, the armored figure actually hesitated for a moment. Then, shockingly, the figure uttered the first words Hayden had heard the Slayer speak since he awakened. His voice was surprisingly youthful, sounding as if it came from a man in his early twenties, but it had a hardened quality to it, that spoke of one who has experienced great hardship.
"If I did not, I would have died long ago from despair, the records of Hell told you my sole reason for fighting was blind rage, and vengeance. However, that is because demons are incapable of understanding why any creature would fight beyond either hate, or lust for power, as that is all they themselves fight for. So when they recorded my story they assumed I fought solely out of anger, and a desire for revenge. While it is true I did fight for revenge at one time, that is not the reason I fight now."
Hayden would have glared at the Slayer if he could have, but lacking a true face he settled for simply injecting as much venom as possible into his voice emitter.
"Then please tell me what you do fight for?!"
The Doom Slayer was about to reply, when his body was enveloped in an explosion of white light. . . .
The Doom Slayer awoke to the sound of bird's chirping, and insects buzzing, sounds he had not heard in centuries. Opening his eyes he stared in wonder at the sight of blue sky, and fluffy white clouds. Getting to his feet, the Slayer retrieved his shotgun from where it had fallen nearby, the Crucible still clutched firmly in his other hand. Surrounding him was a vast forest, whose massive trees swayed gently in the wind. The Doom Slayer felt an odd sense of familiarity, as if he'd been here once before. He mentally commanded his Armor to do a complete scan of the surrounding area. The scan revealed nothing interesting at first, carbon based life, oxygen nitrogen atmosphere, no radio, infrared, or ultrasonic communications detected, etc. Then the Doom Slayer's armor started giving him readouts on the more mystical aspects of his surroundings. There was no trace of any Hell energies, aside from the ones he himself was emitting, but there was a massive amount of Seraph energies. The Doom Slayer's eyes widened in shock, only one place he ever visited could have this level of Seraph energy. Turning around the Slayer's eyes widened even farther, and he fell to his knees, when he recognized the half ruined castle before him.
"It cannot be!"
Princess Twilight Sparkle stared at the friendship map with an expression of profound boredom on her face. She tried not to let it get to her, but sometimes being a Princess felt like the most mind numbing job in Equestria. Her apprentice and assistant were out of town, along with her other friends, and because of her near psychotic level of organization. All her various forms of royal paperwork were done for the foreseeable future. Yet, staring out the window, Twilight couldn't help but smile. It was a beautiful day in Ponyville, the sun was shining the birds were chirping, and ponies happily went about their daily lives.
"I'm tired of moping around, I'll just have to make some of my own excitement. I can have lunch in town, read my new book in the park, and then go to the spa for a few hours, it'll be perfect."
Giggling to herself Twilight turned away from the window, but turned back almost immediately, she had seen something out of the corner of her eye. Shielding her eyes with a raised hoof, she looked in the direction of the sun. Something was flying directly at Ponyville, no, a whole bunch of something's, squinting her eyes Twilight tried to make out what they were. They definitely weren't pegasi they were too large for that, and their movement pattern was different. They also couldn't be griffons, as they were coming from a different direction than Griffonstone, and no nearby towns even had this many griffons. Suddenly Twilight felt the color drain from her face, as she examined the incoming creatures via a small hoof telescope that she kept on a nearby table.
"Oh Celestia, no. . ." Twilight whispered to herself, as she saw the scaled hides, and massive bat wings of one of the most frightening creatures in the world. Leaning out the window Twilight magically amplified her voice as loud as she could. "EVERYPONY GET TO COVER DRAGONS!!!"
The Doom Slayer walked the forested path, following the indicators in his helmet telling him the way to the nearest high concentration of Seraph energy. His mind raced with questions, but after finding the ruined castle, he wondered if he would like the answers he sought. The Slayer had examined the castle thoroughly, and there was no mistaking the signs, a battle had been fought there. Readouts from his armor told the Doom Slayer that the castle had likely been abandoned for over a millennia, based on the estimated age of the damage. Still, the ruins had been disturbed recently, so it was likely that someone was making regular trips here. The Slayer needed to know what happened to the two original occupants, someone must know!
The Doom Slayer took a calming breath, he needed to stop imagining the worst, and focus on his surroundings, who knew what resided in this forest. Just as the Slayer finished his thought he heard the faint sounds of explosions, and screams. His armor registered a heat bloom about a mile from his current location. The Slayer started running, his thoughts focused, the trees rushed past him in a blur, as he streaked toward the sounds of destruction, it was time to go to work.
Twilight glared in anger at the dragon before her, highlighted by the burning buildings Garble's arrogant smirk was made all the more disgusting.
"Your royal highness Twilight Spackle, so nice to see you again." Garble drawled insincerely.
"That's 'Sparkle'." Twilight hissed through gritted teeth.
Garble's smirk widened.
"Did you just correct me?" He asked in an unsettlingly calm tone.
Twilight heard the citizens of Ponyville shift nervously behind her, as Garble slowly walked closer to her. Refusing to be cowed Twilight looked him right in the eye, even as he grabbed her by the throat bringing her face to face with a vicious jerk.
"YOUR NAME IS WHATEVER I SAY IT IS PONY!" Garble roared, spittle flying into Twilight's face.
Dropping her roughly to the ground, Garble's enraged expression turned to a calm smile.
"Now, what's your name?" he asked sweetly.
Twilight glared at Garble with undisguised contempt, she refused to play his game.
"My name is Twilight Sparkle Princess of Friendship, and you and your thug cronies are not welcome in my kingdom." Twilight spoke slowly and deliberately, refusing to give in to the fear she was feeling.
"Is that right?" Garble asked, as he shifted his gaze to one of the dragons he had brought with him.
Garble jerked his head toward a random house, the other dragon nodded in understanding just before spewing a jet of fire at the structure, instantly setting it ablaze. Garble smiled, as he watched the conflagration.
"I know some of you ponies are hiding in those houses, how many do you think I'd have to burn before we find them?" He asked with a sadistic smile.
Twilight's look of horror was all the answer Garble needed.
"Now, what is your name?" Garble asked sweetly, the cruel smile never leaving his features.
Twilight wanted to scream at Garble to go straight to Tartarus, but she held back. Garble had all the cards, and he knew it. Even if Twilight could immobilize him with magic, one of the fifteen other dragons with him could easily roast her, or worse yet, one of the ponies behind her, instantly. No matter how much it hurt her pride, Twilight would have to play along to protect her town.
"My name is Twilight Spackle." She hissed angrily.
Garble sneered, patting Twilight on the head as if she were a dog who just performed a trick.
"Good pony." He said in a mocking insincere tone, as Twilight resisted the urge to spit at him. "Now that we've established the pecking order around here, I have a question for you."
"What?" Twilight asked curtly.
Garble gave Twilight an unsettling smile.
"Where is my dear little buddy Spike?" He asked in a sickly sweet tone.
Twilight felt a stab of icy fear, as she looked up at Garble.
"Why do you want Spike?" She asked, trying to keep panic from entering her voice.
"Why?" Garble asked calmly, before his face became a twisted mask of rage. "Because he stole what was rightfully mine!" Garble's eyes were filled with insanity as he continued. "I should have been the Dragon Lord, but that was taken from me by that worthless weakling Spike! He's gonna pay for that, oh how he's going to pay!"
Twilight felt abject terror at the thought of what Garble would do if he ever got to Spike.
"Spike won that contest fair and square, it's not his fault you lost! You have no right to hurt him!" Twilight declared angrily.
Garble turned to Twilight raising his claws, intending to beat some respect into her, but then he was struck by a thought.
"You know what, you're right." Garble said calmly, lowering his arm.
Far from being relieved, Twilight felt her heart sink into a pit of dread and horror.
"What do you mean?" She asked, once again trying to keep her fear from entering her voice.
Garble gave Twilight a smile devoid of all reason.
"I shouldn't be hurting Spike. . . I should be hurting you!" Garble snarled, as he closed in on Twilight, his psychotic tone revealing just how unhinged he had become. "Spike stole everything from me, so I'll take everything from him!" Garble roared, grabbing Twilight's wings in his claws. "I'll start by taking these!" Twilight cried out in pain as Garble began to pull her wings away from her body. "Once I'm done with you I'm going to burn every stinking pony and building in this town to ash! Then I'll-"
Twilight wasn't certain what happened at first, there was a bang, something wet spattered her face, and Garble's grip went limp. As Garble fell to the ground, Twilight gasped. Half Garble's head had disappeared! Twilight could clearly see what was left of his brain and skull, and she gagged as she realized what must be on her face. The dragon next to Garble had an instant to process that his boss was dead, before his head exploded into fragments. Another "BANG!" directing the attention of the remaining fourteen dragons to the area behind them. Unfortunately, by the time they saw the threat, it was far too late.
A bipedal figure slammed into the dragon farthest from Twilight. The green scaled dragon just had time to scream, before the figure grabbed it by the horns, and ripped its head from its body with an almost casual twist. Twilight was stunned, the creature moved like a blur as it tossed the head away, and jumped to the next dragon. As Twilight watched, the figure bowled over the dragon with a bone shattering kick to the chest, then rode it's body to the ground. Pulling a strange metallic object from it's back, the creature pointed it at the head of the dragon it now stood on. There was a loud "BOOM!" and the dragon's head exploded into red mist, but the creature still wasn't done. With speed that rivaled Rainbow Dash on her best day, the figure whipped the weapon around to blow away another dragon with a second shot from the rod-like weapon.
One dragon, through reflex or deliberation, managed to spit fire at the figure. For a moment, Twilight thought it had worked, until the dragon who had unleashed the torrent of flame, was struck by a barrage of bright blue white blasts of energy in its sternum. The dragon would have screamed if it could have, but by the time the pain signals hit its brain, the beast's lungs had turned to blue vapor. The dragons stared in horror as the monster leapt out of the flames with no visible injury. Spreading their wings they decided to flee, rather than face the wrath of this bipedal monster, but one was to slow. This dragon, a white one with pink webbing on it's wings and frills, was grabbed by the figure, and hurled to the ground. Using the hapless dragon as a springboard, the creature jumped to catch the next dragon by the leg, but not before blowing away the first with a burst of deadly blue white energy to the face. Turning it's head to a steaming bloody stump in an instant. Pulling the dragon it had grabbed to the ground with its weight, the creature broke the dragon's leg with a sickening "CRUNCH!" before punching it through the poor firebreather's head with a practiced ease. Looking up, the creature saw the remaining dragons flying as fast as they could toward the horizon. With a faint "Crack" and flash of red light, the weapon the figure had been holding vanished, and was replaced with a massive object almost the size of its wielders torso. Taking careful aim, the bipedal destroyer waited for its targets to get to the proper distance, before it fired its new weapon, and a ball of crackling green energy shot from the end of the device. As it passed into the group of dragons, the ball struck them with what looked to be tendrils of green lightning, causing them to arch their backs in horrified agony, an instant before the green sphere exploded. Twilight could feel the force of the blast from where she was, despite the distance of at least a mile and a half, the brilliant green flash of the detonation blinding her for a few seconds. When she could see again, Twilight gaped in shock. . . nothing remained of the fleeing dragons, not even ash, now only the biped was left.
Twilight felt herself quaking with fear as the figure approached her. It wore a suit of armor that covered it from head to toe, and even obscured its face with a tinted visor. A strong smell of sulfur and burnt copper accompanied the figure, as it strode calmly toward Twilight. Twilight forced herself to her feet, if this was her end, she was determined to meet it with dignity. She found herself glad that none of her friends were in town, and that Spike and Starlight Glimmer were safely in Canterlot. The figure was now in front of her, Twilight wondered if it would hurt to die? She closed her eyes, she didn't want to see it coming, she heard the creature shift its weight, seconds ticked by like an eternity, what was it waiting for?
"Noble Seraph, I hope you and your fellows are uninjured?" Spoke a slightly distorted male voice.
Twilight opened her eyes, and nearly fell over in shock. The figure was. . . KNEELING!? On one knee the creature stood with it's weapon placed on the ground next to it, it's head bowed in subservience.
"S-s-seraph?" Twilight stuttered out with a squeak.
"Yes milady, you are a Seraph, are you not? One who bears the united power of the three ponies of Equestria?"
Twilight didn't even know how to respond, but the figure did not move, politely waiting for her to give him permission to rise.
"Please remove your helmet." Twilight wasn't sure where that request had come from, but it was the first thing to pop into her head.
"As you wish milady." The figure replied respectfully.
The figure reached up, gripping the sides of its headgear, and giving it a twist. There was a slight hiss as the pressure seal was broken, and the figure extricated its head from its protective covering. Twilight wasn't sure what she was expecting to see when the helmet was removed, but when she saw the creature's face, she gasped.
Long straight black hair cascaded around noble facial features, as eyes of icy blue stared at Twilight with calm composure. A light beard graced the lower cheeks and chin of the man's face.
"You're a human?" Twilight asked in a shocked whisper.
"Indeed milady, you know of my people?"
Twilight nodded.
"I know a little bit of you, it's a long story."
The man nodded, speaking again after a moment's hesitation.
"Milady forgive me, but I must ask, have you ever heard of either Seraphs Luna or Celestia?"
Twilight did a double take.
"How do you know Princess Luna and Celestia?"
The man's face lit up.
"Then they still live?!" He blurted out, before returning his gaze to the ground, as if feeling guilty for his outburst.
Twilight nodded.
"Well yes, why wouldn't they be alive?"
The man laughed, talking as if he hadn't heard Twilight's question.
"Oh thank the heavens, when I saw their castle in ruins I feared the worst. Please my lady, do you have a way to contact them?"
"Uh. . . well, yes of course, but who exactly are you?" Twilight asked bewildered.
The man raised his head, smiling as he replied.
"My name is Derran Grandel milady, but I am also known by the title of: Doom Slayer."
continue this pleasepleaseplease. but no rush take ya time I'm really liking this
Completely agree. Very promising. BUT take your time.
Can't wait see what happens next. Great story.
DOOM!!!!!!
This was epic!
Keep it up!
Well two things
1. That one way to deal with Garble and his Goons
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I wouldn't go as far as calling Celestia and Luna Seraphs, they're powerful yes but not that powerful, Seraphs are Archangels, and Tia and Luna aren't even close to , but other than that, good job
7814596 Eh....You are placing your own canon into this story...
They tend to be as powerful as the writer's desire. Quite literally with the canon material too.
Even worse with how the common super heroes trope is that the authority or powerful figures are next to useless when realistically, they should've been able to solve the problem before anything get a chance to start.
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7814792 I'm not sure.
Make the hair blond or something simler so it's closer to doom guy from doom 1&2
Seraph? Seraph's in the Bible are.... Trust me on this. They are a whole other ball game. Celestia and Luna are too kind and in touch with mortals to be Seraph's. They are also not powerful enough....
Seraph's can also cause madness and fear if looked at directly.
Also, Giving Doom Guy a name and face? Le gasp! Trust me when I say that he is a an engine of carnage and destruction fulled by outrage. Turning a Rage Personified into an obedient knight seems to take away of some of Doom Guy's charm. And he may be a Knight, and he maybe good, but I would think that his manners, and etiquette would have been forgotten after centuries of being in a sarcophagus, and spending such a long time being DEATH INCARNATE.
It takes away from his charm. He maybe a dork, and from what we gathered in his interactions, actually trying to do the best for all of us. But his combat style and mannerisms speak of someone that may have good intentions, but also has a ton blood lust, and immeasurable rage.
This story has a lot of potential and i hope you continue it
I like the first chapter it gain my interest.
cant wait for chapter two.
Eeehh, the story's written well enough but that's just not the Doom guy I know and love. So, no offense to your writing ability but I'm gonna have to give this a pass.
To address a few concerns:
I know the Doom Guy in the story may not be quite what you expected, or wanted, but I figured that a new Doom Marine deserved a new face and a true name. I thought about giving him blond hair, a square jaw, crew cut, the whole nine yards. However in the end I decided that I needed to make a few changes for him to fit the narrative. I love the original Doom Guy, and I love his most recent incarnation The Doom Slayer, and I know no story I write could ever truly do him justice, but I did the best I could.
Now as to the seraphim: I can't tell you too much on that without revealing the direction of future chapters, so I am going to leave you with some clues as to why the Doom Slayer reveres the Alicorns. First: Is it the idol we worship, or the ideal that it represents? Second: Who among us has ever met an angel that we may know for certain what form they take? Finally: If a stranger give us salvation freely, are they not divine?
Oh and one little fun fact about the Doom Slayers name, what other name can Derran Grandel's initials stand for?
Thank you all for reading my story, and Happy Holidays to all!
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I'll keep this on my Read Later list. I'm hoping that the Doom Slayer's loquaciousness (relative to the games) is merely for the sake of exposition in the first chapter and that he will return to a more restrained manner of speaking as exposition becomes less necessary. If you replaced
with something shorter such as "That is/those are not the reason(s) I fight." and leave it at that, I think it would be more in character for the Doom Slayer and better received with the readers.
The other point I want to address is that we know that Doom Slayer is the descendant of B.J. Blazkowicz, and picked up an armor upgrade from a Seraph sometime after DOOM II (or DOOM 64 iirc.)
Personally, I feel that many would be more comfortable with this story if the Doom Slayer didn't have great knowledge of Equestria and didn't know Celestia or Luna (simply referring to them as "the Seraphs" or similar); rather the Doom Slayer recognized Twilight holding the station of Seraph through some other means. This would necessitate retconning some sections:
to
and so forth for basically the rest of the chapter. This goes back to cutting down on how loquacious he is and making his character feel better to the readers. Instead of having him ask about Celestia and Luna have him say that a Seraph granted him his armor, and then have Twilight make the connection. The Doom Slayer is inherently a character of action, so show us. He shouldn't say he recognizes or knows something, he should demonstrate it. The story description says he's been in Equestria before, so demonstrate it. Use imagery.
If things improve from here, this story will likely move to my Favorites list. The dearth of quality DOOM fics is unfortunate, but is a result of the difficulty of writing Doomguy, as you acknowledged.
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You make a lot of excellent points, and no I wasn't aware of the connection between B.J. and Doomguy (though I did harbor a few suspicions). Also, now that you mention it a more restrained Doom Slayer would be far truer to character. However there is a very good reason why I wrote things the way I did. I can't explain everything now, but please bear with me on this. I will say that the reason the Doom Slayer is more talkative with the Equestrians is that he trusts them almost implicitly, for reasons I will reveal later. He only bothered speaking to Hayden because he wanted to deny him the last word, and considering how arrogant Hayden is, that would definitely make his end all the more painful. I'm approaching Doomguy as a, duel entity, so to speak. When he's not fighting, and interacting with those he trusts we see his more noble personality. However when he's fighting, he reverts to the rage filled, demon slaying, badass who will crush you like a bug under a sledgehammer if you get in his way.
Also I think people are forgetting that we really haven't seen Doomguy outside of battle. We only ever see what he's like in combat, in full on 'take no prisoners' beast mode. Consider though: he beat his commanding officer to death (or punched him out, depending on what source you follow) because said officer wanted him to kill innocent people. This implies he has a strong sense of honor as well as right and wrong. In some cases his reason for fighting the demons of hell was his desire to rescue his fellow marines, implying a great loyalty to those he sees as friends. He even had a pet rabbit, not the kind of animal you keep if you're in a constant state of berserker rage. My story is, in part, meant to showcase what I believe Doomguy is like with the people (or ponies) he cares about. As to his previous experience in Equestria, again I can't say too much, but I encourage you to recall that we have no idea how long the new Doomguy was imprisoned by the forces of Hell. As far as my story, he has been in that tomb a little over a thousand years. How he got to Equestria the first time will be explained, but not until he meets up with Luna and Celestia. Again I have my reasons why he hasn't gone into great detail with the how's and why's of the situation. Also recall that the 2016 Doomguy, the 'Doom Slayer' was described in game as an "ancient warrior" that's why I sort of recast him as a 'knight in shining armor' type personality. Trust me the Doomguy we all love is still in there: just ask Garble.
Still I can understand your point of view, and I appreciate the feedback, I look forward to future insight from all of you as the story unfolds.
Signed Thule117
Loving this story so far, watching it i will.
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While we're on the topic, Doomguy is also related to Commander Keen IIRC, and was on Mars for the assault and death of a superior officer that had ordered his troops to open fire on civilians.
7818201 since doomguy is a marine, why in the everloving fuck does he have Long hair? since hes wearing an armored suit, one would think hed keep it short as possible. Military guys keep short hair because long hair is a liability. I might believe him having longish hair from a lack of time to devote to personal hygiene, but still.
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Think about how long it has been since he has removed his helmet and of how long he has been inprisoned in his tomb of stasis by the demons.
Honestly, I pictured the Doom Guy with a fucked up, grotesque visage that could only be caused by the demons. I mean, that dude's been stabbed, battered, shot up and pulled himself out of must shitty situations. He's probably pretty fuckin' messed up appearance-wise. To see a relatively normal human being kinda threw me off. XD
7832344 That's what I thought too.
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Given the sort of friends Doom Slayer had? He probably has some scars on his face and quite a few on his body.
We've seen Doomguy, he's got shaved blonde hair...not too important but it's bugging me
Sorry, i HAVE to do this.
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Sometimes I jack off to the beats.
Only the second paragraph and already more mistakes than I can count. I highly suggest you get an editor so your story can reach its true potentially.
Rip and Tear, until it is done!
So Twilight can take on Tirek and blast him with a death ray from tartarus, and do so without any fear on her face... but shows fear for Garble of all things? Does not compute...
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More of under the threat of 14 or so dragons threatening to burn the houses with civilians inside.
Also, keep in mind she had the power of Luna and Celestia during that battle
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It didn't compute for the Gauntlet of Fire episode either, which really bugs me about an episode I otherwise really like.
Pegasi is the correct way to pluralize it. I think there are other forms, too.
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to be fair she had godmode activated at that point with alicorn power and now she has a ton of magic resistant dragons running around plus the whole "concern for others" thing going on
now she has the man too angry to die THe MOTHErFUCKING DOOMGUY
Fun fact: I just finished the new DOOM yesterday, so great timing recomending me this story FimFiction! GG
ANYWAY. A bit of feedback from a big DOOM fan.
Heh, I always thought Equestria would be Doomguy's personal Hell. Not as in his playground but actual eternal torment.
Hayden you are intelligent enough to save your mind into a metallic body but are dumb enough to put Doomguy in a simple containment field when it literaly took the ENTIRE Hell to trap him?
NO. NO NO NO NO. Everything was going so well...
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You didn't play the original DOOM games did you...? (You should. DOOM 1 was released in 1993 and it still kicks most modern shooter's asses. Btw the guy on the left is Doomguy)
You repeat it too much. He is also known as the Doom Marine.
Then Twilight and the dragons. She behaved waaay OOC. She is one of Equestria's most powerful magicians for god's sake. I think that instead of "cowering and Doomguy to the rescue" it would had been much better if Doomguy helps her while she is fighting the dragons.
One of the most WTF things on this story so far. He is (was?) a soldier (from the a futuristic US Marines), not a knight. Again, you should play the first two (and avoid DOOM 3 as the pest) games.
But hey! Him knowing Equestria, Celestia and Luna sure was a great thing! I think he is too submissive though. The Doomguy we all know and love gives no damns and bows to no one!
Wrapping up; I like this story, and you earned a thumbs up from me (even if as a DOOM fan I cringe at the "inaccuracies") and I wanna see how it continues!
This is decently written and it is nice that he will be getting a bit of rest. Still, he seems strangely well-adjusted for...well...him.
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this is the most chill doom guy I have ever seen. I am interested.
He’s... a talkative one, isn’t he?
Hmm... This has my attention...
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I never played the game, did he really doom humanity like this chapter said, or did he save it?
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I assume you are referring to what Samuel Hayden said in the chapter, this story is based off Doom 2016, not to mention the story is a bit of an AU, so nothing is entirely accurate to cannon (but is still as close as I felt I could reasonably make it). I recommend watching a "Let's Play" of Doom 2016, or playing the the game yourself if you want the full details and a massively fun game besides.
But the answer to your actual question is: No, Derran/Doomguy/Doom Slayer, did not doom humanity. The guy who accuses him of that in the start of the chapter is Samuel Hayden, the guy who did almost destroy Earth. The Doom Slayer (as he is called in Doom 2016) saved the world and stopped a demonic invasion Hayden is responsible for, but Hayden is to insane to admit he was the bad guy.
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The actual ending differs from this take, I won't spoil anything though.
Unless you really want to know.
Am I the only one who read Doom Marine's voice as Master Chief from Halo?
It may just be me but Twilight seems a little weak for the Alicorn of magic in this chapter. She could have put up a shield and called the sisters for help.
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No, he died to slowly.
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gentlemen please! can we at least enjoy the almost perfect headshot?
Yes. Take all of it. All of my yes.
only one chapter and i love this story already
Enjoying this story so far, i know its the first chapter but i am already enjoying this. I have not played doom myself due to having a bad computer but I love the soundtrack. So lets see where this goes.
So Doomguy is a Brony Gaurdian in this story?
Can't wait to see where this is going