Fuel the Eternal Flame | A DOOM MLP Crossover

by NotAnEditor

Mission 2. Ponyville Part 2

He wiped some demonic blood from his visor, cleaning it off lightly as the slightly stylized fountain made itself present in front of him. A large feminine stone pony stood at the top of the decoration, water supposed to be coming from her mouth. However, with the events of the demonic invasion, it wasn’t exactly in working order.

Several roads presented themselves in front of it, three paths with demons prowling and slogging between the streets. Small markets dotted around the town center where items were formerly. “The source of the invasion, an object you would refer to as a gore nest, would just be down the left road of the town. Destroy that, and your mission will be complete.” Princess Luna cut into his communications feed suddenly.

The Slayer however could detect the signs. They were waiting for him, the demons. It was an ambush for sure. He quickly heard a predictable fwoosh behind him of the Prowler's teleporting ability. He quickly spun around, gripping the neck of the demon and lifting it off the ground. Its mandibles stretched into a screech as the Equipment Launcher engulfed the demon in melting heat. The Slayer aimed his Super Shotgun at the legs of the demon, blasting the two into meat confetti.

A scorching heat cindered across his shoulder, burning demon in hand as he stared at the culprit. A Cacodemon floated a distance away, preparing a barrage of blue fireballs for him. He tanked another well aimed fireball, putting his shotgun to the section of burning armor that it landed upon.

As he encroached close enough, the floating meatball demon stretched its maw wide to take a chomp out of the absurdly strong human. Before the Caco could, the Slayer launched the upper body of the Prowler into its mouth, the demon choking on its ally.

A duo of Hell Knights led forward a brigade of Gargoyles, one of the brutish demons preparing a gnarly punch for the Doom Slayer. With quick wit, he dodged the strike along with several spots of acid from the surrounding flying fodder. Unsheathing his Doomblade, he cleanly sliced the hand off the Knight before aiming Lucifer's Bane straight into the demon's head and blasting it away with a pink mist. The Slayer felt a portion of the pain from the previous attacks retract as he did.

Its ally jumped into the air, slamming a fist into the ground with an innate shockwave. He blasted away from the impact, dropping his weapon as he reached the ground in a stunned manner. His enemy charged forth, prepping another big slam for the demon killer. Quickly, the Doom Slayer rolled away, equipping his Combat Shotgun. The Full Auto receiver mounted the weapon.

As his enemy recouped from the two heavy assaults, the Slayer charged at it, kicking one of its ankles with all of his might. The Hell Knight was sweeped off its hoof, its enemy stomping on his chest and blasting a multitude of clunking shots into the boney face of the demon.

Once the demon's head was dealt with, he felt a scorching ball of acid cinder into his side, metallic arm blades tearing at him from every direction. He was swarmed by the winged monsters, the Doom Slayer letting his Equipment Launcher fire a frag for the enemies. Shotgun blasts were distributed everywhere to the absolute horde of Gargoyles.

Finally, the grenade blasted off, eviscerating much of the small demons. To end the horde, he charged a fist with Sentinel energies before shooting it into a Blood Punch. The squadron of Gargoyles were engulfed in a flame belch before the fist blew all of them to a pile of sizzling gore.

Swiftly after the horde was demolished, he felt the ground sizzling and burning into his boots. He dashed out of the pool of melting green sludge, wincing painfully as he looked up at the Cybermancubus who slammed its green cannons together tauntingly. The fat demon was covered head to toe in dark green armor that effectively covered itself from most attacks.

The Slayer swapped away his Combat Shotgun for a more effective staggering tool. The demon roared, pitifully attempting a spare launch of burning green goo that completely whiffed the target. It was stunned by the barrage of gauss propelled Chaingun bullets, the Slayer arriving closer to propel an earth-shattering strike with his fist. The armor fell away, revealing the veiny green skin below.

Before the Cybermancubus could retaliate, a Doomblade was driven through the jaw of the demon. The Slayer uppercutted the sharp blade through the lower jaw and out the upper into his enemy's brain. Blood poured out of both holes profusely, him landing one final punch for insult and sending the demon’s head plummeting to the earth.

The floor rumbled after the corpse hit the ground. Soon, however, the Slayer realized that it was not the falling of the fat demon that produced the shaking. From a dark alley, several demonic stomps made their way out of the dark alleyway.

He glared at what presented itself into the town center. A large, giant demon roared, its pig-like skin glimmering in the light with several mechanical pipes and metallic plates lining portions of its body.

It had a robotic eye covering one portion of the face. Two large horns extended from its head and one leg and arm was replaced by a metallic version. The Slayer noticed another demon, riding on the shoulder of the Tyrant and gripping its horn for balance.

A Marauder stood on its shoulder, even more cybernetic in nature than the Cyberdemon. Dark black metal scorned over where its legs should be, two flaps on each side to seemingly cover inward mechanics of the cybernetic monster. Its lower torso was entirely replaced by wiry robotics, the left arm of the former Sentinel just as mechanical.

The only biological portion that was left of the thing was its upper torso, head and right arm, where it held a familiar one-handed war axe, its handle ignited with the yellow energetic head of the weapon.

Its lower face had a black shield over its mouth, one of its eyes being a glowing orange light for him to see out of that one too alongside his natural shimmering red one. Two horns way too large for the Marauder extended upward from its head. The demon had been repaired with the cream of the crop technologies Hell had to offer.

The Doom Slayer glared on as the Marauder hopped down from the taller demon, standing in the town center to return the glare

A scratchy voice started, absurdly deep and rumbly. It sounded as if the demon was speaking through a radio. “You are a slave to their beliefs.” it started. “You suffer in silence for a people you do not even know.” as it began, the Slayer picked up the lost Super Shotgun, unlocking the chamber of his weapon with expelled shells flying out.

It began pacing, walking past an abandoned market stand and scorching his axe through the cobblestone ground menacingly. “Why? The Sentinels had long abandoned these people and they have no association with the humans. You have no oath towards these equine.” It swung the axe up, readying it in his hand.

The Slayer injected two fresh new shells into the chamber. The Marauder seemed to understand the meaning of this as he two equipped his Super Shotgun from his hip. “You will suffer for my humiliation at the ARC Complex.” It stood in a ready position, beginning to charge forward. “Perish!”

The demon charged forth, its larger ally letting out a war-cry before pointing forth its arm cannon and preparing a barrage of missiles. A large laser extended from the arm-gun, pointing to where it’d aim. The Doom Slayer dodged out of the laser before the much smaller Marauder launched into the air and lifted the axe over its head.

The cybernetic Marauder blasted a shell at the Slayer, the pellets scorching on his shoulder armor as it slammed the axe towards him. Thinking quickly, he unsheathed his Doomblade and blocked the weapon. The blade clinked on the metal handle of the Hell axe before the Doom Slayer took the window to blast a shot into the mechanical knee of his past foe.

The Marauder stumbled back, the Slayer landing a gnarly right hook straight into the demon's face, finishing the combo with a knee to its chin to knock its head back up. With the knee, the Marauder lifted his bright yellow shield up to block any further attacks.

“AGH!” The Doom Slayer shouted in pain, feeling the unexpected barrage of dozens of missiles from the Tyrant.

The Tyrant roared in triumph with its ugly pig face, a large energy blade emitting from its arm before it jammed the weapon into the ground and lifted upwards. The blade flew across the ground, tracing after the Slayer.

Thinking swiftly, he launched the Meathook into the giant demon to fly over the tracking blade. The Slayer landed onto the giant demon’s head after a moment of air-time, swiftly loading a new pair of shells before blasting them away into the face of the Cyberdemon.

It roared in pain, swiping several energy blades at the Slayer in hopes of slicing him. They all missed, him being way too close to the monster for the attacks to hit. He fell off the demon's head and loaded another pair of shells. He punched as hard as possible into the robot leg of the Cyberdemon, exploding into sparks as the demon stumbled backward. Hearing quick footsteps, the Slayer lifted his Doomblade behind him to block another swipe from the flanking Marauder.

His Equipment Launcher shot a bout of flames into the demon’s face, forcing it to back away. The Slayer turned back to the Cyberdemon, dashing several dozen feet away from the enemy and bringing out Paingiver, locking onto it and propelling a triad of rockets its way.

The large demon remained weak on its feet, several pounds of flesh shot away to reveal bone and blood. It was stunned for a moment from the barrage of rockets, the Slayer moving in and shooting a Super Shotgun blast before quickly swapping his Precision Bolt out to fire into the giant demon. He loaded a next round of shells to shoot at the demon, stopping once the chamber clicked in readiness.

The cybernetic Marauder growled, patting the scorching flames from his mechanical parts. “Fight me, Slayer!” He roared, charging forward.

The Doom Slayer glared back at the Marauder, dodging out of the way of a shotgun shot before he dove with a quick swipe from his enemy’s axe. The Slayer felt the heat whirr past his body, him unlocking his Sentinel Hammer from his back and igniting it, Super Shotgun in right with Hammer on left. It ignited with blaring red electricity as the Marauder approached him, diving with a heavy strike.

Before it could land, the Slayer shot a duo of lead pellets into its face, before slamming Hellbreaker into the side of the Marauder. The demon screamed in pain, shaking as he was stunned by the sizzling Sentinel energies. The Doom Slayer reared the Hammer to his back, reloading and aiming his Super Shotgun right at the face of the demon.

Click! Lucifer’s Bane refused to fire. His ammo counter displayed a healthy fourteen shells at the bottom right however it didn’t blast the head off of the stunned demon. He inspected his weapon swiftly, a glimmering shine around the trigger catching his eye. A gold aura engulfed the trigger of his weapon, stopping its firing mechanism totally by holding it in place.

He quickly ducked, predicting the next energetic blade slice from the Cyberdemon behind him. “That is a unicorn's magic stopping your weapon from firing! Somepony is sabotaging you.” Luna informed him.

The Slayer dodged another barrage of missiles from the Tyrant, glancing behind him at a large portion of the town center, swarming with colorless ponies that flowed towards their target enemy. Noting the golden aura he saw around the trigger, he scanned the crowd for something similar.

BE-BE-BE-BE-BEEP!

As he did, the Slayer kept a portion of his focus dashing out of the way of incoming attacks, the combo of a laser and several rockets towards him breaking up a portion of his armor painfully, metal falling away from his shoulder as the green bar on his HUD dissipated.

Deciding to put distance from him and the larger demon, he shot a hook into one of the many Unwillings, using the leverage to torque himself above the crowd to not only get closer, but to get a better look at the source of his weapon malfunction.

The glimmering shine of gold shimmered from a particular unicorn zombie as it slogged with the rest. Its pelt was a very faded aquamarine with a cyan mane that was scorched with gray and was very loose in its roots.

He dashed through the air towards it. Once above the demon, he prepared a boot and slammed it right into the head of the Maegus. Surprisingly, it remained rather living, its head just barely clinging on.

The Slayer gripped the hinging jaw of the demon, lifting it up by the mouth. He wrapped his gauntlet around the former-unicorn’s horn, tearing it off in a reverse grip before slicing the sharp point of it across the jugular of the demon, blood pouring out.

Before the surrounding Unwilling could tear him apart, the AI in his Equipment Launcher ensured his safety with the blast of a frag to eviscerate much of the surrounding horde. As he turned to escape the herd, he saw the green shine of his previously stunned enemy leaping over the remaining crowd.

The mechanical Marauder fell towards the Slayer, axe lifted over head. The Doom Slayer, now with his weapon at full functionality, timed his shot to blast into the demon right before it landed.

“RAH!” It roared in pain, collapsing next to the Slayer, once more stunned.

Before it could gather itself, it felt a strong gauntlet crackle into a grip around its neck. The other dug into its horn. The Marauder growled in anger and pain. “N-NO! NOT AGAIN!” he managed to let out through the strong grip of the Slayer.

“I W-WILL RETURN, T-T-THEY WILL REBUIL-” Crchkow! The gnarly sound of its cervical spine being detached echoed through the center, the Slayer lifting the head of the robotic Marauder he had once more slain to the crowd of now horrified zombies.

Just as he felt enough fear was struck in his enemies, he tossed the head to the ground before stomping through it, the crackle of electricity echoing from the head.

Afterwards, he glared over at the remaining Tyrant in the alley, staring in horror. He torqued once more with his hook above the heap of zombies, trading out the Super Shotgun for Hellbreaker and landing the hammer straight into the ground to stun the Cyberdemon.

As the convulsing energies filled the monster, The Slayer equipped his Rocket Launcher and began sending legions of missiles at it. The sound of brutal explosions filled the air and echoed between the alleys. Shrapnel blew away and flew to only God knows where with several Bweeew!’s.

Finally, the large demon bursted into a pile of sizzling flesh and hot to the touch-steel. The Slayer slowly lowered the Rocket Launcher as everything around him settled, including the battle-music blaring in his helmet, which decelerated due to the lack of major enemies.

He looked around one last moment at the stray Zombies, slugging around on their four legs, hardly enough numbers of them to stop the Slayer. “You may find the source of the demonic outbreak not too far through the town, down this road to your left.” Princess Luna informed.

He adjusted his angry eyes up to the sky at the swirling cloud, surrounding a particular building down the path he advanced too. Well, formal building now. The rubble of a pastry themed building dotted around where the demonic clouds hinted towards. Several dozen demons of varying types guarding whatever was there. It would be quite the fight judging by what he scouted.

The Doom Slayer stashed away the Rocket Launcher into his inventory, equipping the legendary Super Shotgun and replacing the spent shells within. His boots rocked the earth beneath him as he marched on past the six or so mindless Unwillings, preparing to encounter the next batch of demons ahead.

Another horde of Unwilling slogged around the road, practically a wall of them blocking off the street to where he suspected the Gore Nest to reside. Striding aside and above them were several taller and purple Prowlers and a singular Armored Baron patrolling defensively.

If the Slayer looked farther down the street, he could see the towering frame of an Archvile, its alien head rounding proudly so far back from the frontline defense for the Gore Nest. Nearby the archdemon were a squadron of Imps and Hell Knights carrying paralyzed and screaming ponies before tossing them in the pit near where the Gore Nest resided.

A particular mare was forcefully tossed into the hole beside the Gore Nest, still screaming and shouting in hopes that this was all just some bad nightmare. Before the group of ponies could reside any longer, injured near the effigy of the flesh, the Archvile rose its hands to the heavens, its long fingers engulfing in magical flame and hell energy.

The screeches reached their crescendo as the magic surrounded and swarmed the multiple pony’s little bodies. Their pelts began fading from their candy-colored shade into the deathly grey apparent on many of the Unwillings the Slayer has encountered before.

Their screamings turned into mindless groans, their manes loosening as a flowing light blue essence was sent to the Gore Nest. The energy was absorbed by the portal-like structure on the top of the effigy, draining the ponies of their lives.

“It is as I feared.” Princess Luna sighed sadly. “They are harvesting the magic of my subjects. This is why I had called for you, Great Slayer. I knew you were the only one in this universe that could stop the invasion.”

The Doom Slayer stepped forward toward the horde of countless Unwillings. They swayed over, spotting him with a loud moan. He charged forward, cleaving through a good portion of the horde with a Blood Punch before launching his Meathook to an approaching Prowler to torque himself into the sky.

The large group of enemies lit with an angry orange glow, dozens of fireballs being launched at him. The Archvile had buffed its legion, making their projectiles and attacks act faster. The Slayer grunted in pain at the occasional purple fireball launched by the Prowlers patrolling the horde.

He dashed over the legion of demons, the high-tech morning star flying past the Doom Slayer’s body as he targeted the primary demon of worry. By now, the Archvile glared away from the gore nest, spotting the encroaching demon killer. He gave a perturbed look before lifting his two hands, projecting a bout of fire below where the Slayer landed.

“GAGH!” he exclaimed to the lapping embers on his boots, rushing out of the pool of flames after the tall demon. He holstered Lucifer’s Bane to his hipplate before equipping Hellbreaker with a furious charge.

The Archvile swiped a spell through the air, a wall of fire launching at him. He just narrowly dodged it, feeling a portion of it cinder one of his shoulder pads. It did it once more, the Slayer predicting it and dashing out of the way in his charge.

“RA-AH!” The horrified, rumbly screech of the high-ranking demon echoed as it lifted a singular hand out, either for a pitiful beg of mercy or to cast one last spell on the demon killer. No one would find out as the Slayer rammed the head of his hammer through the monster’s leg with all his might.

Anger scorched through him thanks to his annoyance at such a strong demon. There it lay behind him, its leg home-runned out of the town with the Slayer’s hammer. It cried in pain, dragging itself away from the Doom Slayer as he approached behind the demon.

Before it could clamber away, the Slayer forced the long handle of the drained Sentinel Hammer over the throat of the Archvile. He growled savagely, grunting in effort as he pulled as hard as he could with the handle, forcing pressure on the neck of the demon before he tilted it with all his might, the upper spine of the monster breaking into two with such force.

The buff it had provided the group of demons ahead faded as the Slayer stepped away from the super heavy demon. He rubbed his shoulder with a grunt as he watched the blue bar that signified his vitals refill from the glorious murder.

The demons stared at the man who had just slaughtered their leader in such fashion, fear struck even the Hell Knights that had carried the now turned ponies. A pen could be heard drop as the Slayer lifted his Hammer into a better grip, its energetic head whirring on the handle once more from the Glory Kill. It murmured gently, preparing to turn into a harsh screech upon a hit on one of its enemies.

Finally, the Armored Baron stepped forward, pushing a duo of horrified Prowlers alongside him to aid him in the fight against the Doom Slayer. The four Hell Knights that guarded the Gore Nest charged after the Slayer, one preparing a readied fist for him.

He ducked under that one, dropping his large melee weapon into a temporary left hand grip and pointing his Super Shotgun at its back to blast a duo of shells into it. The next dove at him with two balled fists, the Slayer holstering his signature weapon and blocking the attack strongly with his Doomblade. He kicked the medium sized demon away before the next charged forward as well.

The Slayer dodged the blow of it quickly, slashing through the demon’s leg brutally and completely chopping it away. It roared, falling to the ground as it bled out. The fourth jumped ahead to launch a kick straight into the Slayer’s helmet. Unfortunately, the Slayer countered into its leg with a Blood Punch, flying back with a now shattered limb. Before it could do much else, he slammed Hellbreaker into its torso and sent it flying off of its legs.

The second Hell Knight bursted behind him, prepping yet another predictable haymaker. The Slayer finally returned his hammer to a two-hand grip, deactivating the head to form it into a staff. He slammed the adamantium steel into the wrist of the demon with all his might. It shouted in agony, gripping its wrist and staggering back.

The Slayer swiped the staff under its legs, forcing it to drop to the ground. He lifted the pointy bottom end of the grip, preparing to jam it into one of the glowing eyes of the demon. Suddenly, the SCHING! Of an Armored Baron’s morning star interrupted the killing blow.

The Doom Slayer flung backward from the ball of death, a good portion of his vital display dissipated as he screamed in pain. “AGH!” He shouted again as a teleporting Prowler appeared behind him to slash a group of gnarly claws across his back mercilessly.

The handle of the Hammer fell from his grip. With a barbaric growl he snagged for the monster behind him, grabbing one of its straggly arms just before it could teleport away from him. He wrapped the other gauntlet around its neck before tearing away the arm of the demon and with grand speed digging the claw of it into its head savagely all while blaring a legion of flames from his Equipment Launcher.

He felt much of his energy restored and his armor replenished, hearing a mechanical warcry behind him. Seeing the fist of the Armored Baron encroaching quickly, he Blood Punched the hand to counter the attack. It staggered backwards, shaking its head from the blow as the Slayer brought out Lucifer’s Bane to reload it for the next group of enemies.

He saw the now duo of Hell Knights racing towards him. He blew some buckshot into one of them, Blood Punching the remainder of the demon away before blocking a serious blow from the other relatively uninjured brawler with his wrist-sword. The hand that tried to hit him sliced away at the molecule-dividing sharpness of the Doomblade.

It backed off, gripping its wrist as blood spewed from its arm. He grinned devilishly as he injected a new pair of shells into the chamber of Lucifer’s Bane. Fwooosh. He recognized that noise. He turned around and blasted his fresh buckshot into the Prowler. One of its legs shot away, the Slayer Blood Punching it into a flying mound of meat confetti.

He quickly reloaded, the Doom Slayer deciding to change up the pace a little and equipping his Ballista. It resolved in his hands almost magically as he aimed it at the Armored Baron which prepared another charging swipe. The Slayer dashed out of the way of the attack, its morning-star charging with hellishly green energy.

Once it was fully charged and just before it launched, he shot away the morning-star along with the rest of the demon’s armor. Just as it took a couple of staggered steps from its metallic protection, it was engulfed in the freezing gasses of the Slayer’s Ice Bomb.

He slammed a merciless Blood Punch into the frozen Baron before stepping back and shooting a double-barreled blast from the Ballista. Before it could unfreeze, the branches of the energetic crossbow-like weapon extended with an epic sound that resembled the cybernetic guitar riffs that blared ever so angrily from his helmet.

eeiiINNNN-DEH-EN-DEH-EN-DEH-UN

BWWEEEEEW!

The blade of red Sentinel Energy screeched through the streets of Ponyville. It swiped through the icy prison of the Baron, flinging through towards the dozens of fodder behind it. Imps, Unwillings, Prowlers, anything less powerful than a Hell Knight was completely bisected by the energetic blade that scorched at heats beyond the sun.

While the cybernetic Baron was still restrained in the ice, the Doom Slayer headed back to where he had been knocked back earlier, spotting the handle of Hellbreaker quickly. He put away his Ballista and knelt down to pick the Sentinel Hammer back up.

He ignited the hammer, the sound of the ice shards creaking and breaking through as the Baron was released catching the Slayer’s ear. He dashed back towards his enemy, fresh out of the freezing cold. Before it's armor could regenerate, he slammed the head straight into its torso.

It fell backwards onto the ground, the Slayer holstering the now energyless hammer to his back and loading his Super Shotgun for the killshot. Once he climbed on, he blasted the duo of shells straight through its head. Blood and gore spewed from the corpse as he stepped away, glaring down a duo of demons that had arrived a little too late to aid the Archvile-led legion.

A Cybermancubus jumped into the fray, a standard Baron of Hell joining beside it. They roared in an attempt to threaten their enemy. He simply reloaded his Super Shotgun before dodging a duo of burning sludge being launched from the Mancubus.

He jumped into the air, above the Cyber Mancubus before plunging down and Blood Punching away its armor. Its Baron ally smacked away the Slayer once he performed the attack.

He landed a good portion away. His Equipment Launcher shot a frag at the Baron, staggering it before he shot a blast of 8 gauge into the demon and Blood Punching into its powerful hide.

Suddenly, a sound made the Slayer’s heart skip a beat.

CRKAAAHHH-AH-AHH-AH!

The recognizable battle-screech of the Cursed Prowler echoed through the town. He dashed away from the battle-duo quickly, looking around furiously for the demon. He absent-mindedly lobbed another Frag Grenade at the Cybermancubus to keep it distracted with the shrapnel.

Finally he saw the green Prowler fizzle into place on the shoulder of the Baron of Hell. The larger demon tore a small bit of fragmentation from its arm before charging forth at the Doom Slayer. He had to dodge a fireball from the demon as it assaulted him, the Slayer Blood Punching it as it arrived.

However, soon he realized that getting too close was not a good idea as the Cursed Prowler tossed a wretched fireball down onto him. The Slayer’s vision swarmed with vicious green as he felt the toxins of the demon fill his blood-stream.

YOU ARE CURSED

He saw the warning blaring over his HUD, taking full priority as he witnessed the Cursed Prowler laugh upon the shoulder of the Baron. He tried to pull the trigger on his weapon, however he couldn’t bring his hands to do it. The toxins had freezed up a lot of his finger movements.

His vitals rapidly drained, furthermore as the Cyberdemon launched scorching green goo below his feet. The Slayer rushed out of the goo, unable to dash thanks to the toxin’s disabling abilities.

The Slayer growled in agony as he felt his blood turn to slush, glaring around for some sort of plan while he half-hazardly holstered Lucifer’s Bane, nearly missing the hip-plate. An idea hit him as he stared at a nearby, small building. It looked way too tiny for any Mancubus or Baron to slip into.

He rushed into the house as fast as he could, gripping the point where he had been hit by the toxic fireball on his right stomach. His health began dipping below the 90s as he looked for an ambush spot.

The small house presented a living room with a nice sofa, a kitchen nearby with an island sticking out with some old rotten food on it. It was lucky to not be as damaged as the other places in Ponyville.

The Slayer spotted a bookshelf next to the door, him rushing behind it in wait for the Prowler to trail him in. He watched his health drain, hearing the chatter, clicks and roars of argument from the demons outside on who should go in and chase the man.

A gasp of surprise emitted from the kitchen, the Slayer rotating to see the peaking head of a bright cyan pegasus. Her wings branched above the island that extended from the kitchen along with her rainbow-maned head. The Equipment Launcher joined his gaze, glitching in its movements rapidly.

She stared at the Slayer in both fear and some sort of sense of admiration, blood dripping off the demon murderer and a greenish glow in his eyes from the cursed effect of the Prowler. The Doom Slayer growled at her, trying to scare the pegasus into going back to cover.

An awe induced stare that mixed with unease remained across her violet eyes, too enamored by how awesome the demon murderer looked but also frozen by what he might do to her.

The gurgly growl of the Cursed Prowler stopped her stare as it crouched into the house, lowering its head to skulk through the home. Its eyes were immediately caught by the rainbow-maned pony, mandibles stretching into a roar.

The pegasus shrunk backwards behind the counter, shouting in terror as the green demon swiftly approached. “No! NO! STOP!” She shouted as the demon dove over the counter after the mare.

She jumped at the feeling of a cabinet behind her. Seeing the only way out was flight, she jumped to her wings and tried to fly past the Prowler, only to feel one of her ankles be gripped and her be thrown back to the ground.

The grounded pegasus gasped for air, whimpering as she turned and grabbed one of the handles of a cabinet to open it. She slid in there, trying to get as far as he could from the Prowler. After vaulting over the island, it began reveling in the innocent creature’s fear.

Its tooth-covered mandibles stretched into another terrifying screech as it stretched its long claws to the pony, preparing to grip its hand around one of the limbs and begin shredding her.

The pegasus closed her eyes, fear squirming through her entire essence as she prepared to be ripped into a pile of gore and be feasted upon by the monster, just as nearly her whole home town had gone through. “Just make it quick.” Was all she could hope for.

“EEEEKK!” the ear-splitting scream of the demon tore through her acute horse ears as the Slayer gripped a hand around the spindly monster’s neck. He threw it behind him and into the counter of the kitchen. Before it could retaliate, the Slayer gripped one of the Prowler’s mandibles and tore it away with all his might, repeatedly jamming it over and over again back into the demon’s eyes.

Green blood flew all over the kitchen as the strange creature brutalized the monster. The screaming would eventually fade but the sound of the Slayer stabbing the face of the demon so much remained. Jam after jam of gore and putrid mess flew about as the beast brutalized the green Prowler.

Finally, the squelching of bone and flesh halted once the Slayer finally dropped the sharp mandible. He felt the toxins within his blood-stream halt and the health bar of his HUD refilling to a healthy 130.

All the mare could do was stare as the strange alien walked away from the corpse without another glance, equipping a strange bar that was mounted on his back before it ignited into a magical hammer.

The Doom Slayer marched from the small home, glaring at the armorless Cybermancubus and the Baron of Hell. Before they could retaliate in any way, the Slayer jumped into the air and slammed the screaming hammer into the ground, floor rumbling like an earthquake and the demons screeching from the sharp stunning energies.

The Slayer slammed the remaining power within Hellbreaker into the Cybermancubus, it exploding from the pure force of the Sentinel Hammer as well as the Doom Slayer’s strength. He put away the out of power Hellbreaker and equipped Paingiver, shooting away a rocket into the Baron.

He locked a duo of barrages onto the stunned demon, the pure barrage of scorching explosions demolishing the giant monster into a mere pile of gore. Once the Baron’s corpse settled onto the blood-covered cobblestone path of Ponyville, no other demon stood to oppose the Slayer.

The Slayer made his way over to the pit where the bakery used to stand, Paingiver still in hand as he looked down at the ever growing mass of boney flesh. He clicked the small metallic button on his Rocket Launcher, the lock on aiming onto the Gore Nest before shooting the barrage into the effigy.

It bursted with an otherworldly scream, the clouds above losing its angry reddish-orange tint. The storm in the sky still remained however the maroon lightning halted.

Princess Luna’s logo appeared in his HUD. “I must say my thanks, Great Slayer. I’m sure this task is not easy.” she stated gratefully.

The Slayer simply nodded in response, turning and walking away from the demolished Gore Nest. Blood dripped from his gauntlets and arms, the blood not all quite his as he made his way down the streets of the destroyed Ponyville, Paingiver mounted on his right shoulder, Doomblade extended from his left gauntlet, prepared to battle anymore remaining demons in the small town.