After preventing the world he knew and loved from being taken over by demonic forces, the Doom Slayer grew tiresome of the endless struggle between humanity and the divine forces of Heaven and Hell, and did not take the chance at invading Hell once...
New Haven, Berlin, Germany... Western Wall... 3rd Person POV
In the now tattered ruins of the western wall, a place once free of the Feral threat, now teeming to the teeth with them, the Doom Slayer stood amongst them. Double barrel shotgun loaded, and bladed gauntlet ready to spring into action, he waited as the first of several bipedaled beast's charged towards him. Their tusks like teeth opening as they drew closer. With a flick of a wrist and a solid right handed punch to the chest, the Doom Slayer had ducked below the Ogretail's widened jaws and extended the blade into its flesh.
In immense pain, the creature shrieked as the Doom Slayer began to move forward with it, using it as a large shield as he began mowing down the others that dared to challenge him, stomping on the ones that fell beneath him.
Natalie: What. The. Hell?
In running through the small crowd, the Doom Slayer continued onward towards the Quadriga. Seeing this, the beast responded by firing several small guided missiles towards him from its shoulders. Hitting the makeshift Ogretail shield, the Doom Slayer was pushed back several feet as the missiles detonated prematurely, blowing up the Ogretail like a fireworks display of blood and bone.
Doom Slayer: Hnngh!
Seeing a few bits of bloody Feral tissue land near her, young Ruby took a step back.
Ruby: Bleh!
Doom Slayer: Missiles?
The colosseus of a beast began to leave it's post, charging towards the Doom Slayer in a fit of rage with its massive tracks. Noticing this, the Doom Slayer spun around it to its side. As the beast passed by, the Slayer held both triggers tightly, letting loose a barrage of pellets that both tore off a small chunk of its flesh and created a large blood leak as it turned itself around. Reloading both barrels, the Doom Slayer made note of the damage impacted onto the beast.
Doom Slayer: That seemed to have done very little, if anything...
The creature roared as deep, ominous battle cry as the Doom Slayer continued.
Doom Slayer: It's the Cyberdemon all over again.
*TSCHIK!*
The colossal beast charged forth once more towards its tiny enemy, this time adding the effect of a mortar bombing ahead of itself. Sprinting towards it, the Doom Slayer readied the meathook all the while listening for the whistle of mortars and dodging them. With every blast lied a tiny crater where dirt and concrete once were. As the two closed the gap, the Doom Slayer aimed the double barrel shotgun at the creature's head and fired the hook from underneath like a harpoon.
The Quadriga stopped itself as the hook latched onto to its skull-like face. Pulling it's head back, the Quadriga pulled the Doom Slayer upward as the hook began to reel in. Swinging himself sideways and up, the Doom Slayer let go as he was suspended in the air above it, letting the meathook return to him. Upon the hook's return, and at the apex of his trajectory, the Doom Slayer switched weapons, from a double barrel to a more "appropriate" weapon to rain down bullets from above. Separating the weapon's nine barrels into a more "sentry gun" like style, the Doom Slayer held onto the trigger as the Chaingun did its job: Raining flesh tearing bullets down upon the Quadriga's back while crashing down towards it.
Upon the Doom Slayer's landing on its back, the Quadriga staggered a little. In response, it began to open up the missile silos on its shoulders in preparation for an all out bombing. Seeing this, the Doom Slayer tossed a single fragmentation grenade inside one of the silos on the right side. As the device exploded, so too did the missiles inside, one by one, destroying the entirety of the Quadriga's shoulder.
Watching all this from a small distance in a state of shock and awe, the three Sentinels thought amongst themselves about their next course of action.
Roxanne: Who the hell is he? Andhow is he doing this!?
Ruby: Bloody mess aside, this is something else!
Natalie: Should we intervene?
The growls of Ogretails that had surrounded them had put an end to those thoughts. As one of the monsters charged towards them, Roxanne became the first to speak up, beheading the creature while doing so.
Roxanne: Okay then, playtime's over!
Holding firm their weapons of war, the other two nodded in agreement.
Natalie: Right... Ruby, let's evacuate anyone still alive in the region.
Ruby: On it.
Meanwhile, on the Quadriga, the Doom Slayer held firm onto the creature as it tried bucking him off, like a bullrider. While holding on, the Doom Slayer had switched his current weapon back to Ol' Faithful and aimed at a joint that connected flesh and metal. Once he was able to get a good view of the tissue, he fired.
*BOOM!*
*rrrrRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAA-!*
In a bloody fashion, the missile silos on the left shoulder joint were disconnected from its tissue. Giving it a good kick, the missiles detonated within the silos as they hit the ground, destroying them permanently and severely weakening the Quadriga's firepower.
As the last shoulder mounted missile pod was destroyed, the Quadriga lumped forward in a state of agony, pushing the Doom Slayer forward towards its crown. Sliding down the creature's back, the Doom Slayer reloaded his weapon once more, preparing for the final blow. Stopping at the crown, the Doom Slayer had jumped off onto the cold grass in front of the beast. Dying from blood loss, the beast did what little it could to struggle as the man before it took aim once more. Staring into its red eyes, the Doom Slayer held firm as he, without hesitation, pulled the trigger.
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