After they nibbled on their rations, except for Samuel, the Slayer scribbled in his notebook, 'I'll go get those skull switches. I know how to get to both of them. I think.' He stood up and wandered to the left side of the arena.
The marauder sat in the middle of the arena with his legs tucked underneath him and Daisy was next to him with her head lying on his lap.
Samuel was sitting on a nearby step shouting occasional profanities at the man. They watched the man's erratic, almost predatory looking, moments as he searched for a way to get to the switch.
The marauder could see the switch but there were cell bars that ran a little more than halfway up the wall, blocking the Slayer's access.
The Slayer suddenly stopped, calculated if he could make the jump, and from a standing position leaped up onto a cage that was slowly being pulled up the wall. He pushed off the cage and grabbed the footholds in the wall next to the bars that kept him from the switch. After making sure there were no traps on the other side, he pushed himself off the foothold and leaped over the bars.
A few seconds of silence hung in the air around the marauder as the Slayer disappeared out of his vision; then suddenly half the large steel pieces keeping the main door shut slid back into the hinges of the door. The Slayer walked back into the main area, and figured out the puzzle, quickly getting to the switch and opening the main door.
The marauder watched him with a deep interest. Ignoring the piercing screams of the damned through the open door he tilted his head and looked up at the Slayer, "How are you so good at figuring out those puzzles? I know hell's architects pride themselves in making fortresses 'Slayer-proof.'"
'Eons and eons of practice.' He flashed the marauder a devilish grin under his helmet. 'Besides those cell bars didn't even go all the way up the wall!' Stretching his muscular arms above his head, he glanced in the direction of the open door and the screams of demons in the next room. 'Are you up for the next room? It seems pretty rough there. We could take a short break now or after we crush their skulls.'
The marauder slowly rose to his feet, grunting with the effort. "We already got a tiny break eating rations. Might as well fuck em up and then rest for a bit. Let's go crush 'em dear."
The Slayer happily nodded, giddy with bloodlust. It was so nice to have someone cheering him on for once. Not Samuel's sarcasm, or Vega's worried scolding, just someone to be by his side and give him hugs, occasional kisses, and help him kick some ass. He began walking towards the door with a new perspective on his fight against hell.
"We should wait and rest here, there's a huge horde of super heavies." Samuel scolded the three.
The Slayer and marauder simply kept walking, completely ignoring Samuel's suggestion.
Daisy rolled back her head and let out an unholy scream of a battle cry. Her mandibles opened wide as her cry echoed through the halls. She was ready to kill for the Slayer.
They walked into the final arena, guns blazing. The Slayer immediately shot his BFG across the great hall. The green sphere of plasma lashed out its long tentacles, taking out the current horde and letting them get a foothold in the room. As soon as the BFG hit the far wall and most of the original demons in the room were dead the trio spread like the plague. Killing anything that entered their sights with precision and sheer brutality.
Daisy took to the skies swinging her mini BFG in large powerful arcs, taking out any gargoyles or cacodemons that dared attack her or her friends.
The marauder took a deep breath and howled with rage, "HARU!" His axe glowed orange for a second and Haru exploded out of it. He had time to recharge to his full capacity and was ready to kill. They both charged into the fray of the arena, leaping down into the pit near the center of it. Haru felt a tinge of disappointment as he sunk his teeth into a hell knight's neck. He hated the fact that it wasn't the Slayer's neck.
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DoomPet
FanficVega convinces the DoomSlayer to keep a gargoyle as a pet chaos and fluff ensues, but demons are like potato chips... you can't just have one. After promising not to bring another demon into his home, the marauder saves his life and he repays the de...