Author's Note

Sorry for not posting in a couple months, I've been on vacation back to America to escape the hell that is Germany.

The Preparation

Buckshot now had the Undesirable job of telling his brother and best friend about his discovery. He asked Cadence to do it, but she wanted to stay out of something this personal. He had no clue how they would react to finding out that he was the Destroyer of Hell, the DOOM Slayer, or how they would feel about him staying behind to stop Aurora. He himself felt scared. He felt like he had two people in his head, and in a manner of speaking he did. The memories of both Buckshot Blast, and William Blazkawicz III. He was happy to finally understand though.

He walked from his room in the stronghold to Cadence's office where there was food. He sat in the chair by where Hayseed and Dexter usually sat. He looked around to see all the other ponies talking to each other. He waited for a few minutes and his companions eventually showed up for food. They came and sat next to Buckshot.

"Hey!", said Dexter. "We haven't seen you since the announcement of escape last night. Is there something wrong?"

"Having the nightmares again?", asked Hayseed.

"As a matter of fact, I do have something to tell you guys.", Buckshot finally responded. "Last night, when I stayed behind to talk to Cadence, we discovered something." He paused for a moment.

"Yes, go on...", Hayseed said impatiently.

"It had to do with my visions and rage.", said Buckshot, not exited to tell them. Hayseed and Dexter's eyes widened. "So, ass it turns out..." Buckshot was dreading this. "I'm the DOOM Slayer."

Hayseed had a confused look on his face, but Dexter, who was well educated on ancient legend and lore, got even wider eyes.

"The what now?", asks Hayseed.

"Don't worry Hayseed,", says Dexter. "He's full of shit."

"To be more exact, I'm the reincarnation of the DOOM Slayer.", said Buckshot. "If you don't believe me, ask Cadence."

"I still have no fuckin' clue what you're talking about.", says Hayseed.

"The DOOM Slayer is a Human who had everything taken from him by the demons.", said Dexter. "He became a being of pure rage and hatred. The demons came to fear him, as he spent years upon years doing nothing but killing them."

"That's not entirely true.", said Buckshot. "I didn't become a demigod until Samur Maykr put me though the Divinity machine. After that, I was unstoppable."

"So you're really not lying to us?", asked Dexter.

"Like I said, you can go ask Cadence.", said Buckshot. "And she'll tell you that I will stay behind and stop Aurora now that I have my memories and control of my power."

"Wow.", said Hayseed. Dexter simply stared. He was overwhelmed with questions that he could ask.

Buckshot was filled with relief. He'd expected this go much worse. He was actually a little bit amused by their reactions. Especially Dexter's dumbfounded-ness. He gets up and grabs a crappy hayburger and some decent fries. He sits back down and starts munching.

"So am I the only one concerned about Buckshot staying behind?", asks Hayseed through bites of his food.

"If what he says is true,", started Dexter, snapping out of his mind palace of questions. "then our survival is virtually insured."

"Wow.", said Hayseed. "My brother's a superhero." Buckshot laughs.

"I'm surprised that you're taking it this well.", he says.

"What'd you expect?", asks Dexter

"Well,", starts Buckshot. "for you to react badly to the fact that I'm... Never mind."

"Are you still Buckshot?", asks Hayseed with a smirk.

"Yes.", responds Buckshot.

"Then why should we be upset?", says Hayseed.

Cadence walks through the door and stands in front of everyone. She had bags under her eyes and coffee stains on her uniform. She stood there for a second before finally blinking repeatedly. She quickly fixed her posture and tried to put on a not exhausted look on her face. She had been up all night mentally preparing herself for leaving. She put on a face of bravery but she was terrified. She had never been in a situation and desperate, and she was about to leave the only place on this planet that's safe.

"I hope you're all ready to leave.", she says. "In one hours, we leave the stronghold and risk everything for escape." She swallowed her fear and kept talking. "Buckshot Blast and a group of my elite troopers will stay behind and stop the cultist Aurora Foul from getting to the tower and opening the final gate to Hell.", she continued, "If anyone else wants to stay behind behind and help, please say so now.

Buckshot gave Hayseed and Dexter a look that said "You better fucking not". There was silence for a moment.

"Okay then...", says Cadence. "Like I said , we leave in an hours." She walks away through the sliding door she came in. The room went back to the white noise of dozens of ponies talking over each other. Dexter and Hayseed looked at Buckshot unison.

"We should go with you.", says Hayseed.

"The FUCK no!", responds Buckshot.

"Why not?", Hayseed asks.

"We're going to the heart of the invasion, that's where the most and biggest demons are.", answers Buckshot.

"But we have you.", Hayseed argues.

"I can't just do anything I put my mind to, and I'm not particularly good at fighting alongside others and keeping them alive.", says Buckshot.

"But the elite troopers are going with you.", Hayseed argues further.

"Cadence told me about them, they're robots controlled by A.I.", Buckshot says. "You're not going with me and that's final." Hayseed looked at Buckshot as if to pout.

"C'mon Dexter,", he says with a snarky, unserious tone. "Buckshot is being a bit dense."

"Oh whatever.", says Buckshot rolling his eyes. Hayseed prances away like a angry child and sat three feet away. They all burst into laughter.

"You are the only being in the multiverse that can go from debating about risking your life to being funny so quickly.", says Dexter.

"What can I say?", responds Hayseed. "It's one of my talents."

"Well I guess we better get ready.", says Buckshot. "You're going to Phobos and I'm going to stop Aurora."

"Yeah, I guess.", Says Dexter. They all go to their rooms.

Buckshot turns on "One", by Maretallica and stares in the mirror. He stands thare for about five minutes before sighing and walking to his bed. He turns his music off and starts crying in his pillow.