Chapter 1: Hell on Mars

*BOOM*  *BOOM*  *BOOM*

        Three shotgun shells hit the floor as fast as I could pump them out.  Running and shooting got pretty old after awhile.  The constant mobs of demons, and zombies can easily take a toll on someone, even a marine.  It seemed like every minute of every day was filled with more, and more of them.  The never ending Hellspawn was Hell bent on destruction.  Thankfully I was armed to the teeth with weapons, and I know how to use them.

The three Imps that were hurling fireballs flew back with a storm of blood following.  The floor, and walls behind them were painted red in gore and blood.  Pieces of brain, and teeth scattered on the floor.  Another minute, more dead Demons.  That was the plus to this “Line of work.”  Everyone would be happy with more dead Demons.  There would be no protesting what I’m doing.

The new room that I wondered into was covered in the blood of my fellow marines.  Sorry bastards.  Thankfully I never made many friends, well any friends.  I hardly ever talked, if at all before the shit hit the fan.  It seemed like a normal day on Mars, and then Demons from Hell out of nowhere.  I watched as most of my squad was taken down in the blink of an eye.  Somehow I made it out.  But after living through this Hell I regret living sometimes.

After exploring most of the room, I found a hallway that lead to an even larger room.  Pillars on the outskirts of the room.  Laying right in the middle of said room was a BFG.  Oh shit yeah.  I have heard of theses big fucking guns.  Just what I’ve always wanted.  In my eagerness I forgot the first rule of this place.  Wherever free goodies lie, monsters will teleport to you.  As soon as I picked up the monster of a weapon, I heard the loud sound of the teleporter, followed by the growls and screams of the Demons, and Zombified soldiers.  I quickly pulled out my chaingun, set it to autospin and jumped for cover.  My armor could absorb some hits, and even claws, but it definitely didn’t make me invincible.  I peaked out from behind the pillar I had quickly taken cover behind and spotted at least 15 Imps and 10 or so Zombified soldiers.  I selected a target to the far right and held down the firing button.  What followed was to be expected.  Anything caught in the path of the chaingun was quickly turned into bloody chunks.  After shifting the gun to the left I witnessed the former bases defenders turned enemy become bits of grinded meat.  The Imp’s bodies reacted the same way of course.  They seemed to have the same body parts that Humans have.  After taking my finger off the firing button, I heard the screams of one of the dying Imps.  Blood was freely exciting it’s chest that somehow withstood the chainguns storm of lead.  I kicked at it’s face with my boot and was rewarded with a smash and an explosion of brain, and bits of jaw.  That was satisfying.

After adding the BFG to my arsenal of death, I made my way down the what seemed an almost linear path.  The Mars compound offered little in variety when it came to architecture.  The same darkly colored (And normally blood covered) walls greeted my every step.  I came to a door that had what looked to be red blocks of light near it.  I assume this is the door that the Red keycard I found opened.  Although that was the 10th Red keycard I had found, they only seem to work on the areas that you find them in.  All of the areas, rather it be blue, red, or yellow have the corresponding light that will match up with the color of the keycard, but sadly once you exit the area, it no longer works, and becomes useless.  Whatever person came up with that idea deserved to die in my opinion.

The room that I found myself in now was filled with a toxic liquid.  Why there is fucking toxic liquid in a Mars base I will never know, but I can’t really file a complaint to command.  The room had a small walkway throw the toxic liquid substance.  As I made my way down the walkway the Large blast doors in front of me opened, and I was greeted with a group of Shotgun, and rifle wielding zombies.  I opened fire with my rocket launcher from a safe distance, and watched the group get turned into chunks.  Again, blood coated the walls, and floors.  I walked through the gore carefully as not to slip and fall on my ass.  I entered the new, non toxic filled room, and picked up a box of shells, and was met with the screams of the zombies.  One even managed to screech in it’s horribly unnatural voice, “DIE MORTAL!.”  Eat shotgun pellets you assholes.  It’s head exploded in a fountain of blood, and showered the walls in red.  The others quickly followed suit.

I entered the much smaller room and found a backpack filled with ammunition for all of my current weapons.  Bullets for my rifle, and chaingun.  Shells for my shotgun.  Rockets for my Rocket launcher, and cells for my plasma rifle, and newly found BFG.  I was still carrying the chainsaw I decided to pick up incase of close calls.  Someone must of fucked up their job in command and had them send us chainsaws instead of something more useful like a jackhammer, or laser drill.  There would be no other reason for chainsaws to have found themselves at Mars.  Thankfully they have a use now.

I went over to the large blast door that had a switch next to it.  This feels really bad.  No way anything good is going to be behind theses doors.  I quickly loaded all my weapons, and checking my ammo count.  I hit the switch, and raised my shotgun prepared for whatever was behind theses doors.  I saw a tall and wide hellish looking structure in the middle of the circle shaped area.  The door lead to outside.  I looked around my surroundings.  It seemed that although outside, another door that looked to lead to a similar facility that I had just exited awaited me.

I made my way over to the red structure that looked to be covered in... viens?  This can’t be good.  Whatever might be in there, can just remain locked away for all I care.  Just as I started to walk cautiously past the ungodly structure, I heard a loud growl, followed by a scream that did not belong to any human, former, or regular.  It was filled with hate, pain, and rage.  The very structure that housed this creature shock at the force of it’s voice.

The red structure suddenly opened up.  What walked out nearly made me, a hardened, bad ass, only known survivor of an invasion that left everyone else dead, and above all, a Marine, almost shit his pants.  What stood, well towered over me was a monster.  Not like all the demonic monsters that I have saw in the past.  But the most terrifying embodiment of evil known to man.  It stood at least 30 feet tall.  It’s legs made of a metal like substance.  The feet of the creature were hooved shaped, made of the same metal substance.  It’s stomach and chest are a mixture of metal, and what looked to brown meat.  On one of it’s arms it had a rocket launcher attached to it.  It’s other arm was just as menacing, having large razor sharp claws at the end of it.  It’s head was just as brown as it’s body, and had two crimson red eyes.  It’s mouth was just a bunch of teeth stuffed onto a jaw.  Well the bigger they are, the harder they will fall.

I opened fire with my shotgun, running away from it’s monstrous feet that could easily crush me in one stomp.  Since it was very slow, I out ran, and maneuvered it with ease.  I put away my almost useless shotgun, taking out my rocket launcher.  I sent three rockets in its direction.  Two out of the three found their mark.  One missing off to the side.  I heard a grunt of pain from the Demon.  It fired 5 rockets at me in a rapid pace.  It’s aim was thankfully off, but the force of the explosion still sent me off my feet.  I quickly recovered, and recollected my rocket launcher that I had dropped from the explosion.  I ran off again, trying to take cover behind the structure it came from.  It was big enough to momentarily block the creatures line of sight.  I put in a new set of rockets.  I peered out from my cover and fired the whole pack of six at the beast.  All six hit the target.  A loud grunt of pain followed, but still, the beast stood.  Chunks of meat had been blown away.  Blood leaked out from the areas that were damaged.  This fucking thing was tough to be able take eight rockets to it’s chest and still be walking.  Another rocket attack was headed my way from the beast.  This time seven rockets were heading my way.  I ran and then dove away from the impact zone.  At least I held onto my weapon this time.  I took out my newly found BFG.  I made sure I had a clear firing zone, and nothing would obstruct the weapons fire path.  From what I’ve heard, I don’t want to be anywhere near the blast radius.  I charged the shot, and then fired.  A direct hit!  A scream of pain this time.  It’s arms both fell off.  It’s legs were completely obliterated, and it fell due to the lack of support.  It was screaming and growling from it’s defeat.  I put my BFG away and walk to face the Demon.  I put the shotgun in the face of the dying monster.  “Go back to Hell.”, I said, then pulled the trigger.  It’s large head exploded, and covered me in gore.  I pumped the shotgun, ejecting the shell, and put another one in it’s place.

I made my way to the door opposite the door I entered.  As it opened, I took in the same dark walls covered in blood.  Although I just defeated one of the largest monsters I have ever seen, I felt defeated in another way.  Morally.  This isn’t going to end until I die.  There is no end in sight.  Not even another person to share my misery.  I continued down the halls.  I picked up the ammo that was scattered on the floor.  I made my way past the long empty office spaces that were scattered around the large building.  I use to search for the PDA’s for any idea on how this whole mess started.  I only heard the last messages that the former people of Mars had to say.  I didn’t need anymore misery.  I found a health station, and dressed my wounds as best I could.  The area seemed clear of any enemies.  As I wandered around the offices I heard a door open.  I search for the sound.  I saw a women in combat armor, like mine.  She didn’t have a helmet, unlike me.  From the look on her face, I could tell she was frightened.  She must be a good fighter if she has lasted this long.  She quickly ran down the hall in front of her, she was carrying some sort of device.  It looked as though it would plug into something.  I quickly ran after her, but Goddamn she was fast.  If there was any Demons that were alerted to me, they did not make it known.

After getting lost for a few minutes, I thought I heard a machine start up.  I quickly found the door that the noise was coming from, and opened it.  The women was on top of a large teleportation machine.  It looked man made, unlike the Demonic ones that were scattered around Mars.  I noticed the device she was carrying was inserted on the control panel.  The large machine fired up and in the middle, on top of the machine a green light appeared.  I screamed “HEY”, to get her attention.  Wait, fuck, that’s bad.  What if she shoots-

A gunshot rang out, and I felt an impact on my left shoulder.  Fuck!  That hurt.  Before I could explain myself she disappeared into the green light.  Goddamn it!  I ran to the machine, and was trying to find the ladder she must have used to get on top of the teleporter.  I heard the *WOOSH* of a portal opening up.  I’m going to hope that maybe it’s her.  “DIE MORTAL.”  Well shit.  I quickly turned around and was saw a hoard of zombies and Imps behind me.  I took out my chain gun and opened fire, quickly turning the assaulting forces of Hell into bloody chunks.  Sadly more and more kept appearing.  I switched to my rocket launcher and defeat the final wave.  Painting the room almost completely red.  Thankfully nothing seemed to hit the teleporter.  Suddenly from behind me, I heard the *WOOSH* again.  I turned around just in time to get smacked across the face by a claw that belonged to a Hell Knight.  I landed on my back and my rocket launcher flew away from my grip.  FUCK!

I pulled out my shotgun, ignoring the searing pain coming from my back and face.  Somehow my helmet withstood the powerful swipe.  I sent a volley of shells it’s way in hopes of luring it away from the teleporter.  I did so successfully.  I started walking extremely fast in my direction.  I shoot it a few more times, and dodge it’s swip.  I ran to the teleporter, quickly finding the ladder this time, and hauled ass up it.  Sadly the Demon spotted me and sent a ball of energy my way.  I quickly dove, and dodge it’s attack.  I heard a loud spark and saw that the ball of energy did it’s damage.  The teleporter was starting to blink red, and I heard a calming voice telling me that the machine had taken damage, and would automatically shut off in 20 seconds.  I realized that in it’s damage state it could teleport me somewhere different.  I was thinking about staying here, but my decision was made for me when I heard the same *WOOSH* and saw more and more Demons appearing.  Fuck it I thought, and dove into the green light.

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        I awoke with a searing pain going down my back, and my a similar pain in my neck.  Thankfully that powerful smack by the Hell Knight didn’t break my neck.  I realized that my surroundings consisted of a unnaturally colorful forest.  I took out my shotgun, suddenly sadden remembering that I had lost my rocket launcher.  From the looks of things I don’t need my shotgun out.  It just seems so friendly, but I know better after surviving that Hell.  I made my way through the thick forest and saw another astonishing thing.  A pony.  A yellow pony with pink hair.  A yellow pony with pink hair that had wings.  I stood staring with my mouth wide open.  The yellow pony then saw me.  Screamed a humanly scream that made it clear it was a female, and ran away.  I would have trouble understand what had just happened.  I would normally think that I had been killed back on the base, and this was a weird form of an afterlife.  I would normally wonder if I was on some drug.  But I had already been through the same thing before, back on the Mars base..  Only this seemed more like Heaven, and the base seemed more like Hell.

        I began searching for the yellow pony.  I had accept what was happening.  I mean why not right?  I’ve been through Hell, might as well enjoy this, even if it might only be a dream, but I’m really doubting that right now.  I put my shotgun away, and continued through the clearly large forest.  As soon as I saw a clearing, I briefly saw a speeding rainbow colored streak coming right at me.  I soon found myself on the ground with another pony on top of me.  She too had wings.  But instead of yellow fur, she had cyan fur.  With rainbow colored hair.

        “What are you doing here you Demon!”  She asked.

        Me a Demon?  If only she knew...  If only she knew.