Foxes of War

POV...Todd

“Soooo, can I have the seal and chains once it's unlocked?” A male voice asked.

“I think I killed it already?” Palutena asked. “Though I could just bring it back.”

“I just need the metal, not it to be alive.” the Male said. Think he was the One screaming at Palutena.

I can’t wait to have my armor on, I hate being entombed. They never leave me clothed. Also, I think a Hell Portal is open nearby. Going to need to seal that.

“Hey, Berserker, think the Seal Needs a Hellish Kiss.” The Male said, a Smirk Evident in his voice. “Ya know, smack hell key into the Seal’s stupid face?”

“... Yes.” Another male voice said, meaning this must be Berserker.

YESSSS, FREEDOM! I mentally cheered as I heard them get closer.

Suddenly, the lid to my coffin loosened and someone pulled the one-ton lid like it was a bag of feathers. As it flew from my view and crashed into the Cave wall behind them I saw a Kuugen Tenko fox in, well, fox form, a wolf in an Oberon Warframe, and two guys in my old Praetor Mrk. I. “Huh, you’re an interesting bunch. Displaced?” I asked as they looked at my nine foot, seven-inch tall body, though the fox stared down at my lower region longer than the others.

“Yep.” The Wolf said.

“Hello there. Thanks for the help.” I chuckled.

“Aye, you must be Todd. Thanks for the meathook schematics, by the way.” the Wolf said.

“Eh, Wrecht made the damn thing. I just kill demons with it.” I chuckled at him. “Your names?”

“My name is Victor.” The wolf said. “The Fox is Palutena, and the two Doom Marines are Berserker and Runner, wearing the Mark I. Praetor suits,” he explained, toying with the seal remnants.

“I see. Mines below us.” I said, walking out and stretching my limbs. “Don’t get tainted with that crap.”

“I won't.” Victor shrugged. “Gonna mold these into Meathook parts. Mine keep wearing down too Fast.”

“Where is the Wretch?” Berserker asked me.

“Unsure, he has workshops all over the multiverse, he has a preference for UAC tech though,” I told them. “Last I saw, he was in one of his Canterlot holdings.”

“Could it be ours?” Runner questioned.

“Hmm, if you have a dimension slapped onto yours filled with UAC tech...maybe,” I told them. “The one here is in Tartarus.”

“Ours is within a pocket dimension, inside Canterlot’s mountain.” He told me.

“It might be where he was last. I was entombed for thousands of years just so your mind.” I told them as I raised my leg aiming for a spot on the floor.

“Uh, Yeah. By the way, Daisy misses you.” Victor told me. “Also, you have a temple, and a religion surrounding it.”

“What?” I asked as I kicked the floor getting my armor out of it. “Ah, I missed you baby,” I said, pulling out my Super shotgun and started getting my armor on. “So Foxy girl, you enjoying the view or going to talk?”

“Yes I am enjoying the view, kinda hard not to after that incident a while back. I gained a lot of aspects, in less than traditional means and now love, sex, pregnancy, fertility, life, motherhood are part of my domains. Which essentially means I have the sex drive of a herd of bunnies hopped up on viagra as the domains intersect with each other. Meaning I'm practically having to deal with wanting to spread life through my own womb, if not others.” Palutena groused.

“Has anyone ever told you you’re as big as a Primarch?” Berserker asked me, making me chuckle as I got the reference.

“No, I was seven two before this, and I got just bigger after Displacement. Never really thought about it.” I sighed.

“Same for me, though I was shorter before,” Victor said, stretching with a grunt as I idly noted his Cybernetic limb.

“This isn't even my final height. Being the height of Canterlot mountain makes interacting with people difficult.” Palutena commented.

“So what’s up with you two Slayers, and nice arm bud,” I asked the two as the Fox turned into an anthro alicorn, making note of Victor’s limb. “I wasn’t hearing Hell screaming for mercy.”

“Even if it was, we wouldn’t give it to them.” Berserker scoffed. “And thanks, Predator weapons and tech.” He said, showing off two long, razor-sharp single blades on both of his wrists, heating radiating from them. “I guess, your armor may have been the inspiration. Sis practically has a shop full of wonders.” He added, pointing to the Alicorn.

“Eh, I just get the shit I find and rip through the Demons,” I said sliding my helmet on and cracking my neck. “Good to be out and ready to fight again.” I sighed as felt my power up activate again, it made the wolf step back a foot, a silver shroud of liquid Metal forming, the Marines to look on in shock and the Alicorn, I guess, look me up and down. “What? It’s just my power up, it turns on on its own.”

“Damn, I say its a power up! I felt that!” Victor yelped.

“Well, why do I always get this reaction. I never know.” I sighed as I walked to the entrance. “There’s a portal to Hell open, you guys want to join me?” I asked.

“If you want,” Victor said, taking out an ornate rocket launcher with gold accents.

The other Doom Slayers nodded their heads. I hadn’t realized it before, but, Berserker was carrying a Chainsword on his left hip, bearing the Blood God’s symbol and color scheme.

“Hmmm, unsure if I should hate that,” I said, looking at the sword as I started walking out, my armor shifted into place.

“Doesn’t matter, my soul isn't bound to Khorne’s demands. I just earned it.” Berserker told me. “Even so, I need to keep up with traditions.”

“Hmmm, okay,” I said. “You coming Pally?”

Palutena drew out a pair of golden, white canons, “fifty calibers, armor piercing incendiary anti-tank rounds, there is nothing out there that can survive these babies,” Palutena kissed the guns, “I made ‘em myself. Now speaking of tradition and to answer your question. They are without mercy, but you, you will be worse. RIP AND TEAR UNTIL IT IS DONE!”

“Heh, nice, try and keep up and I might give you a kiss.” I chuckled at her as jogged at my full speed, leaving the four in the dust and parkouring to the rip in reality. Getting there just before rest and launching my meat hook into an imp to get into the fray and shooting another.

Palutena stepped out from behind the portal, “yoohoo,” she waved and I waved back, bashing an imp stunning it and slicing him in half with my wrist blade.

A roar was heard, before an explosion silenced it, The remains of a Hell Knight falling in burnt pieces. Victor reloaded, quickly shooting an Imp with a revolver that shot fire.

Palutena’s arms and her guns multiplied firing in multiple directions, each shot setting demons on fire as the force of the rounds left gaping holes in them.

“Nice shot!” Victor barked out, swapping for a Red and Silver-black Heavy looking Revolver. The Red ace of spade symbol looked familiar…

“Yeah,” I said as I started moving faster, the world seems to slow to almost standing still as moved from demon to demon. The bastards didn’t even notice me as that strange message of Degreeless showed up in the right side of my hud. I didn’t care as this always made my job easier, Ripping and Tearing, just as Pally said.

Four imps fell in fiery explosions, wounding the two nearby Hell Knights, before Victor reloaded, then shot it, killing it, and its fellow instantly.

Five barons of hell bull rushed in a pincer movement, towards Palutena. She caught them in telekinesis lifting them off the ground, before following them up her arms aimed in a different direction, she began to spin rapidly and fire at the speed of light as she became a blur, shouting, “Bulletstorm!”

Off to my right, I saw a stampede of Pinkies. Although, it looked like they were all running away from something. That was when I heard it, a loud engine, roaring as it gave chase to the Pinkies. Then I saw it, a Brute Chopper from the Halo series, but this one was heavily modified; eight exhaust ports, four on each side, spewing out flames. Its metallic body was covered in many spikes, painted red, with some protruding outwards in the front. The saw blades that acted like the vehicle’s wheels, buzzing away as they chewed up anything unfortunate enough to end up in its path. Leaving a red bloody stain behind its track. There were also the cannons, blowing apart anything Demonic.

Then there was Runner, who seem to have tricked out his own motorcycle, which reaches higher speeds than it normally should and was painted yellow with lightning bolts. It had Chainsaws on each side, cutting its way through these Hellspawn pricks that tried to take a shot at him. Only to end up either losing a limb or their life altogether.

“Nice cars!” I yelled as I saw my Night Sentinel rush out of the portal, slip a high tier Hell Baron in to and kept going, her armor almost gone and her ax glowing with her rage. “DAISY!” I called out, now believing what that boy had said as Daisy looked over in shock, but didn’t stop killing demons.

“Hey, big guy. I got the other side closed. We just have to get the Gore Thing.” The told us as I nodded and rushed it.

“You mean a Gore nest?” Palutena asked

“Yeah, whatever. Never cared for how hell names crap.” She told Palutena as I started beating into Gore nest.

“Eh, I just call them demon spawn points,” I said as I ripped out the heart and finished off the last of the demons. “Now I want to check out that Temple. Though Victor gets that escaping imp please.”

The Wolf nodded rushing after it.

“Anybody want to join me at this temple?” I asked.

Palutena shrugged, “As long as a said temple is nearby.”

“Just west of here,” Daisy said taking the lead. “Most Of it is in a different pocket dimension.” She explained as we got to a ruin just a mile from the Hell portal.

The entrance was a large stone door with the Slayer symbol on it. Opening the door we all saw a statue of a Fox, clad in OG Doomguy gear, on a mound of dead Demons, and wielding a sword of some kind. He had a primitive revolver in his other hand as he aimed for something. At the base of the Statue was an altar to give tributes and a door behind it that was closed.

“Huh, haven’t used those since they broke,” I said as Palutena tossed a gold bag on the altar and the door behind my statue opened. Walking through I think Palutena came from the sight of a Library so large I doubted I could even reach the end of them even if I wanted to. “Ah...how long have I been a god...and how long has this temple been here?” I asked before a pedestal appeared showing several rooms. One is a literal world of treasure.

“A while love. That’s all I know.” Daisy said touching the Treasure world pictures sending us another Entrance and I walked out, blinking at the piles of gold, gems, and weapons that just went on and on.

“I need this organized,” I said picking up a primitive spear. “Pally, you’re a god, what would you do to get this whole place organized.”

“Well, Personally I used, light and dark magic constructs that did all the manual labor, my library is managed by the revive Twilights and my adopted daughter Twilight.”

“I don’t know if I have that,” I said blinking before shrugging and trying to summon something. Suddenly a being of fire appeared and splint into many more using gold to make mechanical bodies before they started organizing the place. I looked one over, seeing it looked much like a canine with no eyes, two tails and walked on its four legs most of the time when not carrying items. “Uh...what would I call these?”

“I wouldn’t know love,” Daisy said.

“Well, you can cheese it and call them niibi as in Two tails in Japanese/neighponese,” Palutena suggested.

“Hmmm, sure,” I said as Berserker and Runner looked the weapons over. “Take your pick, I wouldn’t know what to do with them,” I said leaving the two. I looked over the pedestal and clicked the room that said Relaxation Room. clicking it we left the Doom Marines behind for now as I saw a spartan room with an unlit fireplace. “Guess I need to furnish this place.”

“I’m sure you’re friend will have some things.” Daisy chuckled looking at Palutena. Just as she said that a Shotgun dropped into the mares hands from a portal. “Hey, it’s your token!”

Palutena chuckled, “please before my aspect binge I was a goddess of light, craftsmanship with a magic hobby. Still am of course but that number has now grown significantly.”

“I’ll keep an eye on the Lesser Slayers. Make sure they don’t start salivating all over if they find something they like.” Daisy said teleporting to the treasure world and leaving me to work with the mare.

“What do you think should be first?” I asked as leaned on the wall.

Palutena looked around the barren room, with it being a mix of Celtic flooring roof and walls, with the fireplace being more of Norse origin and the whole room is round with a diameter of ten feet. “Any specific theme you want?” Palutena asked as she hummed

“Not really, chairs, a table, a bed to sleep and fuck in,” I told her. “Maybe match the room?”

“Colors?”

“Hmmm, white, red and some green?” I asked, “don’t need it too fancy.”

Palutena rubbed her hands together, “Okay I have an idea,” she slammed her hands together and the room was engulfed in white, from the ceiling hung red banners with gold filigree borders, the doom slayer sigil executed in Army green, the room had a large selection of furniture, to the north of the room sat a super king sized bed made of mahogany, with metal fittings and a leather headboard. It was stained white and had various Celtic knots and runes etched into the wood.

“Oh, this is perfect!” I chuckled looking around the room.

Off to the side was a couch, and two loungers surrounding a coffee table. The Couch was black leather upholstered and made of oak wood stained white and engraved with various runes. The two loungers mirrored the couch in construction, but the coffee table was made of white marble with a doom slayer sigil in the center slightly raised up. Opposite the couch area on the far side of the room sat a forge and anvil styled after Skyrim's forges, “I have added enough fire runes on the inner stonework that it’ll never die out and on the bellows, I enchanted them to be twice as effective at heating the forge up. The anvil will take a millions of strikes from Mjolnir and keep its durability,” opposite side to the bed, the floor sunk in with stairs leading into it, the waters steamed with heat, around the border of the large heated bath was a Celtic knot border, “Same as the forge that heat will never lessen.” and finally with a clap of her hands a full modern kitchen fridge and dishwasher complete with dining table and chairs appeared and created a dent in the walls, the floor was covered in soft carpets and next to the couch a tv hung from the ceiling on a tv mount. “You get god tv millions of channels for gods by gods. Be Careful there is some fucked up shit on there,”

“Thanks,” I said taking a seat. “Though I doubt much of it will faze me. Fought in hell. May not even use it.”

“Well unless your Equestria develops the internet like mine you may be stuck with it.”

“I’ll see if they do,” I said as looked her over. “You know, Daisy and I have an open relationship, her being a bunny and all.”

“Oh Really?” Palutena a tone of honest curiosity in her voice.

“Yeah, couldn’t really give her kids. Maybe different rules for the beings here.” I said.

“Okay then, let’s have sex then, you can try and knock me up, in return, I’ll help you with Daisy, you see a little-known fact about the original Palutena is she can mold other beings bodies like a sculptor does clay, I can change anything about you or Daisy,

“Yeah, I’d like that,” I said taking off my helmet letting the blood drip off. “Question, if I’m a god what Aspects do I encompass? I have no idea myself.”

“Normally when a mortal ascends or a god is born their aspects are assigned differently. For example, if a mortal ascends it’s due to the people who raised you up to godhood who define you. For example Talos son of Skyrim, he becomes the god of the nords and to lesser extent warriors and dragon slaying, when a god is born it’s usually based off the parent’s domains or selected at random.”

“Well, when I was ascending I think I was just killing demons, and learning weapons and fighting styles. I don’t know if anyone had a hand in it. I barely met other gods.” I said as power up turned off.

“When a mortal ascends it can be because of a god but more often than not it’s due to mortal worship, get enough people believing the same thing hard enough it becomes true. In that sense, gods are like really powerful tulpas or thoughtforms.”

“So why do they worship me?” I questioned getting to my upper armor.

“Well if I had to guess from limited interactions, it’s demon slaying, being a warrior and seen as a protector,”

“Hey, I guess.” Before spotting a plaque on one of the walls. To the Great Slayer of the Doom Bringers, we hope our worship of you is not offensive and wish to give you a place you can rest as you walk the Umbral Plains, it read. “That seems to run by your description...though why would they think I’d be offended?”

“Berserker most likely, that brother of mine hates praise, hates gods, hates gifts unearned and pretty much trained those guys for a while, “Palutena snorted.

“Ah,” I said as I sat down to get my boots off. “So I’m some Warrior, demon slaying, protector god?” I questioned. “Seems kinda abstract.”

“That’s the first thing you must shed, you’re not mortal gods do not function due to logic, they function based on their own whims and what their aspects are.”

“I guess. So how do I compare to you? You seem to salivate over me when you pulled my lid off.” I chuckled.

“Here you go this is going to save some time,” Palutena handed me a scroll

domains grouped: Elements(Fire, water, lightning, air/wind, earth) war(war and warfare) life and death(forests,hills, fertility, dead, death, afterlife, mortality, motherhood, sex, childbirth, family, protection, joy, harvest, procreation) love(love, beauty) magic(witchcraft, seidr, necromancy, knowledge of herbs and poisonous plants, ghosts, sorcery ) celestial bodies(the moon) Arts and crafts(dance, music, crafting, craft workers, metals, blacksmithing) balance(light, dark, order, chaos, harmony) wildlife(all animals, cats and equines, hunting) merchants( gold, riches, travel, crossroads, entrance ways)

“Okay damn. I’m more specialized.” I chuckled as I looking over her aspects.

“Eh I got most of those devouring my enemies in a death battle tournament of the gods, that was a thinly veiled punishment from my Faust and ended up with me and Gilgamesh last gods standing and me being raped, violated and puppeteered by a void dweller named Dollette. Essentially for a while, I became a real-life Galactus the life eater but with gods and sapients rather than planets.”

“Can I punch that girl?” I asked as my rage built up. “Or any of them. I met Void Dwellers before, never liked them.”

“Dollette’s essentially dead, and Faust was punched by Berserker at my wedding to Celestia.”

“And now I’m remembering that show Penny watched. Don’t need to catch me up on MLP.” I told her as I took my leg armor off and started fully stripping. Palutena smirked, “let’s see how you compare to Celestia when she wasn’t anthro,” Palutena chuckled, I just chuckled calling on my many years with Daisy and other being throughout my countless life.

Third person...

Meanwhile elsewhere, Daisy chuckled as she watched to Doom Marines look through the miles of weapons as they were organized, finding places for weapons and overlooking the swords, guns, whatever they could.

“Come on Berserker, he offered! And this is a Gatling SHOTGUN!” Runner said as he looked at his brother.

“I know, but I just don’t feel right just taking this stuff.” Berserker said picking up a revolver.

“He offered you take anything you two like. He’s impressed by you, so take something!” Daisy called out to them.

“Fine.” He sighed, picking up the Ballista and a couple of Hand Cannons, while Runner grabbed as many plans as he could for weapons.

“Good.” The bunny sighed as she figured Todd was getting it on with the Alicorn.