Not the Killer You Were Expecting
"You're pretty amazing mister."
The Doom Slayer, a.k.a Derran Grandel, paused in his work to look over at the pony who had spoken. She was quite young, her short dark purple mane and tail contrasting nicely with her orange coat. On her flank was a cutie mark shaped like a heraldic shield, with a wing superimposed with a bolt of lightning, all done in colors of red, lavender, and purple. Derran had been working to help clear away the remains of a partially burned and collapsed house. He was a little surprised. It had been slightly over a day since he had arrived, and so far most of the ponies had been too scared to approach him, let alone speak to him directly. That the first to do so was a child seemed an anomaly.
"To what are you referring little one?" Derran asked gently, pausing in his work to regard the filly.
The filly showed no fear as she responded.
"Well, you were able to beat all those dragons at once, I mean, I don't think even Princess Celestia, and Luna could do that." The filly's voice held a tinge of awe as she spoke, and Derran felt a faint sense of pride at her praise. "And your armour is so cool." She continued. "I wish I had an outfit like that!"
Derran smiled.
"What is your name little one?" He asked.
The filly beamed as she replied.
"My name is Scootaloo." She said proudly.
Derran nodded.
"And who are your two companions hiding in the bush over there?" He asked gesturing behind Scootaloo at a large Rhododendron.
Before Scootaloo could reply two more filly's emerged from the bush to stare at him in surprise.
"H-how did ya'll know we was in there?!" Asked one, a yellow filly with a brilliant red mane and tail. Her cutie mark was the same as Scootaloo's save for the central image being an apple superimposed with a heart.
"Yeah, your back was turned the whole time?!" Chimed in the other, this one white, with a pink and lavender mane. Who once again had the same shield shaped cutie mark with a slightly different image, this one a five pointed star with a musical note in it.
Derran chuckled.
"I could hear you breathing, smell the shampoo in your mane, I didn't need to see you to know you were there." The two fillies looked at him skeptically. "Don't believe me? Very well, you with the red mane; you use cherry blossom scented shampoo, and use a pine scented soap. Whereas you with the pink, and purple mane; use a lilac scented shampoo, with lavender scented soap, am I correct?"
The three fillies eyes widened in shock.
"How did you do that?!" Scootaloo asked, her eyes shining with wonder.
Derran shrugged.
"It's just a matter of being able to use your senses to full effect, I imagine you three could learn to do the same with a little practice."
The three fillies seemed suddenly intrigued.
"Really? Could ya'll teach us?!" Asked the red maned one, any fear she might have felt vanishing in place of eagerness.
Derran thought about it for a moment.
"I don't see why not, but first I need to finish helping rebuild the town, and I need to know your names."
The fillies beamed, and Derran smiled; it had been a very long time since he had seen such innocent faces.
"Mah name's Apple Bloom, this here is Sweetie Belle." The yellow coated filly stated.
"It's a pleasure to meet you mister." Sweetie Belle said with a polite bow.
"My name is Derran Grandel, and the pleasure is all mine." Derran responded with a bow of his own.
The three fillies smiled up at Derran for a moment before Apple Bloom gestured at the debris he had been moving.
"Do ya'll need some help?" She asked.
Derran smiled, and nodded.
"That would be much appreciated, but be cautious, some of these beams are ready to collapse, and there are still hot coals hidden under the ash. You girls can work on gathering the smaller detritus, and pouring water on anything that yet smoulders, while I shall handle the heavier lifting."
The girls nodded their understanding before fanning out around the structure to work in different areas. They made an effective team, as Derran removed the large bits of charred lumber the girls would move in pouring water over anything hot. Then the girls would remove the bits of smaller debris, as Derran started on another section. At one point he made them pause in their work to get some leather hoof coverings so they could walk in the ash without worrying about broken glass or jagged metal. As for Derran, his armor was impervious to anything as paltry as glass or errant nails, and the girls marveled as he moved giant pieces of wood and stone with no visible effort. Derran trusted the girls to be careful, but still made certain to keep all three in sight as he worked. They labored together for several hours the girls peppering Derran with questions the whole time.
"So what are you mister Grandel?" Scootaloo asked.
"A human, think of us as a highly evolved form of primate."
"Wait, like a monkey?" Apple Bloom asked perplexed.
"In a manner of speaking, we are closest in kinship to chimpanzees, but we walk on two feet, have more adroit brains, and use a much greater variety of tools."
"How did you get to Equestria?" Sweetie Belle inquired.
"I am not entirely certain, last time I was fortunate enough to be here I arrived through an anomaly in the veil of spacetime."
"Wait; you've been here before?" Scootaloo asked incredulously.
"Once. . .long ago."
"How did ya'll beat those dragons?" Apple Bloom queried.
"Strength, speed, and the judicious use of superior firepower."
"Can you use magic?" Sweetie Belle wondered.
"Yes, but only in a very limited manner, and not while wearing my armor."
"How come?" Scootaloo asked.
"This armor is powered by magic, and to function it feeds on the magic energy of it's user. Thus, were I to cast a spell while wearing it, it would cease to work properly, or the spell would fail; possibly both."
On and on the curious fillies went, asking Derran about every little thing, even his favorite color, "Green". Then Scootaloo noticed the Crucible, tightly locked in place on Derran's belt.
"Hey mister Grandel, what's that?" She asked innocently.
Derran paused to consider his answer, he dared not tell the three the truth.
"This is. . ." Derran knew it would only make the three curious if he refused to tell them anything, so he would need a plausible lie. "It is an old souvenir, from a long ago battle."
"What's it made from? It almost looks like it's alive." Sweetie Belle asked with a shudder, as just looking at it gave her the creeps.
Derran decided to feign ignorance.
"I am afraid I do not know, but see here, are you girls hungry?" Derran asked, changing the subject.The girls nodded. "Then why don't we all get something to eat and drink. You girls go wash up, and I shall meet you in the town center, Seraph Twilight said they set up a tent to serve food to those aiding in the repairs."
The girls nodded happily in agreement.
"Sound's great, we'll meet you by the fountain in the town square!" Sweetie Belle replied before she Scootaloo, and Apple Bloom ran off to wash the accumulated ash and charcoal dust from their coats.
Derran smiled until they were out of sight, before sighing with relief. "Thank the Seraphim they are only children, I must keep the Crucible's purpose a secret until I see ladies Luna, and Celestia. I mustn't take any chances, a pity I cannot simply store it with my weapons, but I dare not risk its transport through the Aether given its nature. . ." Derran shook his head, there was no point in worrying about it; as long as the Crucible stayed in his possession anyway. . .
"Ahh, I love open sky!" Rainbow Dash commented aloud as she shot through the clouds, the wind whipping past her.
Heading home from the most recent Wonderbolts performance in Fillydelphia. Rainbow was looking forward to returning home and regaling her friends with tales of her exploits. Granted before that she intended to take a nice hot bath, and a long nap to relax. Being a Wonderbolt was exciting, amazing, incredible, and fun, but it was also exhausting, not to mention hard work. Diving down past the clouds, Rainbow skimmed over the canopy of the Everfree Forest. The branches of the ancient trees grew so thick, and the forest was so vast, that it was like flying over an ocean of dark green leaves. Beyond the faintly undulating surface of the verdant sea Rainbow could see the tops of Ponyville town hall, Sugar Cube Corner, and of course, the crystalline castle that was home to her friend Twilight. Inhaling deeply Rainbow let out a happy sigh.
"Home at last!" She exclaimed doing a midair somersault, and putting on a burst of speed.
However as Rainbow got closer to town she slowed slightly, there was an odd scent on the wind. It was the smell of ash, and smoke, not terribly unusual in itself, many homes in Ponyville had wood stoves. What was surprising was smelling it in the middle of summer, especially when it was at least eighty degrees fahrenheit. Also suspicious was the fact that she could smell it so far from the town itself. Rainbow flew higher to get a better look at the town, and gasped. Even from this distance Rainbow could see that a good thirty or so buildings had been burned to the ground, and many others had sustained noticeable amounts of damage. Increasing her speed even further, Rainbow shot toward town like a bullet. Less than five minutes later Rainbow found herself hovering above the town square.
"Rainbow Dash!" Called a familiar voice.
Glancing down Rainbow gave an audible sigh of relief as she saw her unofficially adopted sister Scootaloo next to Applebloom, and Sweetie Belle.
"Scootaloo!" Rainbow called back as she landed next to the three. "Glad to see you're alright squirt." Rainbow commented, trying to minimise the worry in her voice, so as to show her concern without endangering her reputation as an unflappable daredevil. "What happened? Is everypony ok?"
"Yep, everypony's fine," Scootaloo confirmed, and Rainbow gave a second sigh of relief.
"So what did all this? It looks like a dragon declared war on Ponyville!" Rainbow exclaimed as she surveyed the ruins of several buildings.
"Actually," Spoke a familiar if slightly strained voice. "it was sixteen dragons."
Rainbow turned to see Twilight standing behind her. She looked exhausted, with circles under her eyes, her mane, and tail sticking out at odd angles, and her coat liberally dusted with ash.
"Wow Twilight you look awful, maybe you ought to sit down." Rainbow said a note of concern entering her voice. Suddenly her eyes widened as she absorbed what Twilight had just told her. "Wait did you say SIXTEEN?!"
Twilight nodded wearily.
"Yes, you remember the whole 'Gauntlet of Fire' fiasco, Rarity, Spike, and I told you about?" Rainbow nodded. "Well it turns out that Garble and his friends attempted a coup against Dragon Lord Ember. When they failed to seize power Garble lost it, and came here to get revenge on Spike." Rainbow Dash's eyes widened in shock before swiftly narrowing in anger.
"Those jerks! Where are they?! I swear I'm gonna buck them into next week!" She snarled outraged at the thought of Garble attacking her home, and friends over some infantile grudge. Twilight raised a hoof to forestall Rainbow's inevitable tirade.
"Trust me Rainbow they paid for what they did, and they won't ever bother anypony ever again." Rainbow whirled around as if expecting the offending dragons to be right behind her, as she continued her righteously indignant rant.
"Darn right they won't! Not after they get a taste of my patented Rainbow wind kick!" She declared angrily. Twilight opened her mouth to begin an explanation as to how pointless her friends threats were when she was interrupted.
"Well I for one am in no doubt that you would have taught them a fierce lesson should you have been here milady." Spoke a formal male voice.
"Ya got that riiiiiiii-" Rainbow trailed off as she saw the creature that had spoken, her bravado giving way to an acute fear. "I-I-I" For once in her life Rainbow was speechless as she beheld the towering figure of the Doom Slayer. Fortunately before she could panic, Twilight intervened.
"Rainbow Dash allow me to introduce Derran Grandel, the Doom Slayer. He's the one who defeated the Dragons, and quite possibly saved the lives of everypony here." Twilight explained, as Derran smiled warmly, and presented a platter covered in food, and drink to the still shell shocked Rainbow Dash.
"An honor to meet you lady Dash, would you care for some refreshment? We were just sitting down, and I happened to bring extra."
Rainbow stared at the proffered plate for a few seconds before snapping out of her stupor, immediately trying to play down her shock.
"Oh, uh sure sounds great, I haven't eaten with a uh. . . what are you again?" She asked as if she already knew but was simply having trouble remembering the words.
"A human." Derran stated with an amused smile.
"Yeah a human in a while." Rainbow stated as Derran's grin grew.
"Oh, so you have encountered my kind before?" The Doom Slayer asked, as Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo started to snicker.
"Oh yeah." Rainbow replied her tone returned to it's usual confidence. "Loads of times." She declared, as she grabbed a sandwich from the platter in Derran's hand, and took a bite. Derran turned to give Twilight a knowing wink, and she had to suppress a smirk.
"Well then you must know the official human greeting." Derran stated calmly, causing Rainbow to choke on her second bite of sandwich.
"Uh, yeah. . . of course I do." She replied, suddenly sounding far less certain of herself.
"Excellent, would you care then to demonstrate it for lady Twilight, and the fillies? I'd do it myself, but I have been working all day and am rather weary." Derran said with a self depreciating smile. Rainbow swallowed nervously as she tried to come up with an excuse.
"Well, uh, you know I would but I um, I think I strained something on the way back from Fillydelphia, so. . ."
"Oh of course, I completely understand, perhaps some other time then?" Derran said sympathetically, even as he gave her a wink. Rainbow nodded, surprised that the dangerous looking creature was letting her off the hook so easily.
"Yeah, right. . .some other time." She replied gratefully. "So. . .are you a friend of Twilight's or. . .?"
"I am, though it is a rather recent acquaintance, and extenuating circumstances have prevented us from talking as much as I would like. Things have changed a great deal in the last millennia, for example; the tendency for ponies to exaggerate certain things." Derran said, his tone letting Rainbow know he wasn't completely done playing the game she started. "But let us talk of that later, I have not eaten Equestrian cooking in ages, and I cannot wait to experience it again." Derran declared gesturing at a group of tables that had been set up nearby, one of which was still empty.
As they walked toward their destination, Derran taking the lead, Rainbow noticed they were being watched intently. She took note of the nervous looks the other ponies gave the armored biped. However she also noticed expressions of awe, and even saw a few smiles scattered here and there. Reaching the table, Derran put down the platter he had been carrying waiting for the others to take their seats before sitting himself. Taking a bite out of a pastry Derran closed his eyes, smiling broadly as he let out a contented sigh.
"Even after all this time, still the best food I have ever had the pleasure of tasting."
The group ate in silence for a time, just enjoying the beautiful sunny weather as they dined. Rainbow however mostly just nibbled on the remains of her sandwich, as she stared at this, so called; Doom Slayer.
"So. . . how exactly did you manage to fight off sixteen dragons at once?" She asked, a hint of suspicion in her voice. Derran opened his mouth to reply, but before he could utter a single syllable Scootaloo spoke up.
"Isn't it amazing Dash?! Everypony is talking about it! Garble was gonna hurt Twilight and then BAM his head just exploded! Then this other dragon was like 'Wuh?' and then it's head was all like BANG! SPLAT! Then Derran tears the head off this other Dragon like it was no big deal! Then another dragon tried to breathe fire on him, and Derran is just like 'Nu uh' and he hits it with these glowy things that were like ZAT-ZAT-ZAT! And he walks out of the fire like 'No problem!' then-"
"I think she gets the point Scootaloo." Twilight said nervously, as she watch Rainbow's eyes widen in what she could only assume was a mix of horror, and shock.
"But that wasn't even the coolest thing!" Scootaloo said continuing her rapid fire description, oblivious to Twilight's discomfort, and Rainbow's reaction. "See a bunch of the dragons start flying away, and Derran just pulls this huge weapon out of nowhere, and it takes them all out in one shot!! Isn't that awesome!?" Rainbow turned to Twilight her expression unreadable.
"Is that true?" She asked, her tone dead serious.
"Well. . .yes, but Rainbow he didn't have a choice! Garble was completely insane, and-"
"That. . .is. . .AWESOME!!"
Twilight's face did a few contortions before settling on disbelief.
"What?" She deadpanned.
"That must have been the most EPIC fight in the history of forever, I wish I could have been here to see it!"
Twilight felt her eye start twitching as she clenched her jaw. However before she could say anything, Derran interrupted with a raised hand.
"Lady Dash, as much as I am flattered by your appreciation for my skill in battle, I urge you to consider that not everypony shares your point of view. Lady Twilight came within a hairsbreadth of death, a traumatic experience for anypony, and she was not the only one. Many ponies in town came close to meeting their end, and more than a few lost their homes and livelihood. Before speaking of the glory of battle, spare a thought for those who paid the price for that glory." He said evenly.
Twilight stared in shock at Derran, unable to believe what she just heard him say. It was eloquent, honest, and the last thing in Equestria she expected to hear from someone who went by the title: Doom Slayer. Instantly Twilight found herself reevaluating all the assumptions she had made about Derran. She knew he was polite, and well spoken, but this was almost. . . "Almost like something Celestia would say." Twilight thought to herself.
Rainbow seemed to deflate as she processed the Doom Slayer's words.
"I. . . I hadn't thought about it like that." She said quietly.
"Me neither." Scootaloo said sadly.
"I understand, I am certain neither of you meant any harm with your words, however, an apology would be wise." Derran replied sympathetically. Rainbow and Scootaloo nodded their understanding. While Twilight mentally shredded the personality profile she had built for Derran in her head.
"I-I'm sorry everypony, I was being a total jerk." Rainbow said addressing both Twilight, and the nearby tables that overheard the conversation.
"Me too, sorry for being so thoughtless." Scootaloo chimed in.
Derran nodded his approval.
"Well now that that's settled, I really must take my leave, and return to work." He stated as he gathered up the various dirty dishes and replaced them on the serving tray. After he finished clearing the table Derran turned to regard each of them in turn. "It was lovely to make your acquaintance Lady Dash, Milady Twilight always a pleasure, and girls I shall see you after I drop off this tray."
The five ponies stared at the retreating Doom Slayer until he was out of sight. After a moment Rainbow spoke.
"Ok I just wanna make sure we're all on the same page. This guy dresses like he's from Tartarus, talks like he went to charm school with Rarity, is powerful enough to kill sixteen dragons at once, and he just lectured me on being more considerate."
Twilight nodded.
"That about sums it up." She replied.
"And that makes sense to everypony?" Rainbow asked incredulous.
"Not even remotely." Twilight stated as she was forced to concede that when it came to Derran Grandel, all she knew was that she knew nothing.
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"Don't judge a book by its' cover". A very brutal killer of the damned and those who deserve it but a sophisticated gentleman around friends and possible family. This might be who the Doom Slayer might really be..... maybe.
A demon slayer and a scholar good sir
*opens his mouth to say something but closes it again and takes time to think about what happened*
Okay... I think I'm gonna love this characterization of Doom guy... and I REALLY can't wait until Luna and Celestia see him. But Twilight has the right idea about what she knows.
Although I fear if she knows the real truth behind him she... may look at him in a very different light... and I mean beyond what he did to those dragons.
Dude.... This..is...F-U-C-K-I-N-G....Amazing. Please keep making more!!!!!
New head canon accepted
This is by far one of the best DOOM crossovers I have ever had the pleasure of reading
He is THE most polite reincarnation of violence and vengance i have ever seen.
I'm really enjoying this, it's great to see Dooms protagonist set in a light other than cold emotionless killer. Keep on writing!
Is this based on the latest Doom? Because I'm not familiar with this guy's background despite his having a BFG 9000.
Really need to download that game and play it sometime.
this chapter. I LIKE IT ! ANOTHER!! NOW!!!
Ziz doom guy is a real softy not like the real OG.
You should really go back and fix this chapter. You didn't spell Sweetie Belle's name right once in the whole thing. You kept spelling it sweetiebell for some reason. Also it's Apple Bloom not Applebloom. The only one of the three you spelled correctly was Scootaloo. Little spelling/grammar mistakes I can live with but when you don't know how to spell someone's name that's an issue for me. If you're not sure on a spelling you really should just look it up, takes like 3 minutes to do and looks way better on you when you get it right.
7862476 Well, yeah. It helps to be able to speak clearly when explaining to your
victimsenemies just why you're ripping their spines out!Yeah this guy totally lives by the saying. "Speak softly and carry a huge stick." In Doom Guy's place MANY Big Sticks
8007568 and 1 BFS... BIG FUCKING STICK if yo didn't catch my meaning.
I am not sure, but I think most fire would go out by now. Especially after a day.
8156694 You would be surprised, I had lit up my fire place one time and watched it burn to nothing but a slight glow, i woke up the next day to see that the fire was still burning, tho it was a very small fire
8209392 Especially with a proper wood burning stove. If you have enough wood, oxygen, and fire, it can last almost indefinitely.
You are technically not wrong
Which is a very interesting idea
Yup
and yup 
It's really weird trying to imagine that, underneath that bloodstained armor and pure hate, the being that literally kills Hell everyday, is one of the most kind and honorable human being you're likely to meet. So long as you're not a demon, or the one to spill his beer...
True.
Theeee DOOOOOM.... SLAAAAYEEEER! Now attending weddings, birthdays and more!
Ahem. Aight now let's get serious. I was going to say something about how Doomguy+Kids=nope but I'm getting used to that new Doom Slayer. So okay, I'll give you that.
Uh. What? While how the Preator suit works was never explained, grabbing an Argent Cell in DOOM 4 will cause an overload and then you'll have to route said energy excess to other systems (yes I pay waaay too much attention to detail. Argent cells are those colectibles in DOOM 4 that allow you to power up your health and such) so I'm pretty sure that it's said somewhere that the Suit runs on Argent energy (that is energy from Hell. I don't know if it could count as magic though). But cast a spell? You mean like with a rune? If not I don't know how he could possibly cast a spell or use magic at all. Care to explain?
That's not how I would had pictured it, but it works surprisingly well.
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Oh well. Even though all my DOOM related alarms are going off because of the inacuracies and blah blah blah, I strangely want moar. Keep it up
Did you know that the crucible is actually Doomguy's sword? Also his home 'planet' was Argent D'nur
This video explains his origins
Also, a visit to the doom wiki might help for accuracy
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My version is "Keep quiet and let your boomstick do the talking."
Well I'd like to point out he lived in Hell for eons, a place that makes Tartarus look like Candy Land in comparison.
Throwing this not as a short theory, he raised Tia and Luna, he was taught by Tia and Luna or... he a swell dude
The Doomslayer for some reason reminds me of Jonathan Joestar with the brutality of his descendants.
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I don't recall Jonathan Joestar or his descendants ever ripping anybody, or anything, limb from limb (unless you count Dio's disintegration at the end of Stardust Crusaders), but come to think of it. . .
Attracts women without trying. . .
In ridiculously good shape. . .
Fights ancient evils from the dawn of time using superhuman powers. . .
On an adventure well outside the bounds of what most would call normal. . .
Huh, I guess Derran does have a fair amount in common with the Joestar's.
I’m reading his voice as if he’s Britain, anyone else read it like that?
I have to agree. Is shampoo really that strong? Then again your nose would be quite sensitive to pleasant smells after being surrounded by blood, guts. and spent shotty shells.
Let us all remember Rainbow Dash’s favorite dream is fighting changelings and her nightmare was the changelings turning into happy flowers.
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Yeah... The only reason she wouldn't be a good Doom Slayer herself, is because she'd have to give up flying, for the most part. I mean, you can get used to death, gore and splatter on your face. Besides, when you have a badass helmet with a badass visor, that doesn't really register any more, now does it.
All I can think about is a bunch of mini Twilights running around and shredding anything remotely theoretical with the name Derran on it.
i am rofling at that last part of this chapter on his qualities
Soo.... he’s the God of Death here?
This is a weird take on Doom Slayer, he’s so .... “Tame” in any other case I wouldn’t mind but Doomguy is a classic, he feels more like an Oc than a cross-over of Doomguy, again, there’s nothing wrong with Oc’s but making a Crossover of a character and changing the character personality completely feels wrong mate. Granted regardless of what I said the contrast between violence and gentleman behavior is really fucking good, and this “Doomguy” really fucking cracks me up.
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Though I can see what you mean, I believe this could work due to us never seeing the slayer not interacting with people while either in the grip of combat or in a extremely serious situation so we don't know how he acts/talks when not slathering demons, plus the guy was tender and kind enough to own and care for a rabbit, which if scared badly enough can literally DIE of fright so yah, I could totally see him acting like this.
That's not true! You know this about him
Just a bit of an irk, it's fillies. You don't have to change it though, doesn't affect reading too much.
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Thanks for letting me know, it should be fixed now.
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Dude, you good? Seems like you had a stroke for a moment there.
Trust me, Rainbow Dash, having a murder machine speak so Elegantly is unnerving for everyone (including some of the audience)
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imagine Rambo speaking with such Elegance. Some things are beyond human imagination
Also, we've seen him interact with other humans. He doesn't have any time for their s***. Whether it is Doom 2016 or Doom Eternal, the blight of other humans is not even an afterthought