The Slayer and marauder were pulling each other along, laughing like school children, despite them both feeling tired enough to fall asleep where they stood.
For the first time in who knows how long, they were going to explore something and have an adventure together.
It didn't take them long to run back down the hallway that connected the buildings and hurry up a stairwell. It spit them out in a nice office building.
The marauder opened the door and walked out. A whole building full of people preparing to go home for the weekend looked up at them.
The Slayer stepped forward and waved, "Um... do any of you know where the armory is?" Suddenly, he felt unsure of himself. All these people staring at him were more terrifying than a horde of hell knights. A queasy feeling entered him and he unsuccessfully tried to squash it.
Someone stood up, their eyes wide, and pointed to his right, "Take the elevator to the ground floor and it's the building right across from this one."
Relief washed over him as he turned away. The Slayer nodded and grabbed the demon, pulling him along, muttering, "Thank you."
Crüe grinned at the workers and waved as he was being pulled into the elevator.
The Slayer hurried inside and pressed the ground floor button. After a short wait, the elevator began descending. It was currently displaying they were on floor fifteen of the building.
The marauder leaned against the Slayer, not liking how closed in and tiny the elevator was, "Were you ok back there?"
Meeting his gaze, he looked up at the beast. His horns had grown in another inch or so since the morning, "Ahh just a little nervous. I don't think I've seen that many people in a single room since..." he paused then went to a full stop, "since before this all began, but it's just nerves I don't wanna dwell on it."
Crüe nodded, respecting that, and after a few seconds, he spoke again. "God, I'm tired my legs are gonna fall off." He huffed and leaned forwards, gripping his thighs.
Before the Slayer could reply, the elevator suddenly stopped a few floors down and the door opened. A young man was about to step into the elevator. He was wearing a green ARC uniform, glasses with a thick black frame, and a bald head. He stopped dead in his tracks and stared, "Holy Shit?! You're the DoomSlayer, right?!"
He chuckled at the look of cartoonish shock on the man's face, "Yup."
He stepped inside the elevator with a massive grin, "It's an honor to meet you sir!" He held out a hand as the doors closed behind him.
The Slayer shook it and gave him a smile, "I recognize you."
The man looked at the Slayer, "You recognize ME? I'm just an intern! I was at the ARC complex whenever he stepped through the portal." He motioned towards the marauder.
The marauder snapped his fingers, "Ahhh I saw you watching us fight from under a desk in that room with all the dark glass!"
"Yeah!" He nodded. "I was scared out of my mind!" Reaching out, he pressed the button for the seventh floor.
The Slayer could tell that this man, well this intern, was hyper but it wasn't the abrasive type of hyperness that annoyed him so much. It was genuine and rather adorable.
"So are you two... like..." he pointed between the Slayer and the marauder.
The Slayer tried to play it calm but the marauder had a look of sheer horror come over him. Had they really been found out that easily? Of course the marauder hated the idea of hiding what he had between him and the Slayer but did everyone know already?!
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DoomPet
FanfictionVega 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...