Doomguy just can't get a break. When we last saw him, Doomguy was boarding an elevator for a secret military base. Did he survive? What did he find there? One of those questions will be answered today. Let us now go back to Mars and continue the story of DOOM.
Chapter 4
The door to the Mars US Marine Command Control Center swung open. Doomguy stepped inside. He was hurt. He was hurt bad. Real bad. His face was all bloody and his bright blue armor was covered with bullet holes and burns from demon guys. “I need a vacation” he thought aloud. “That secret military base was crazy. But that’s a story for another time.” Indeed it was. The wall to the left of Doomguy looked weird. He walked up to it. He felt a draft. He was trying to listen to the wall with is ear, but he accidentally tripped and pressed on the wall real hard. Suddenly it opened up like a door. It was a secret room! Inside the room was a first aid kit, a box of shotgun shells, and a backpack full of ammo. Doomguy was so happy to see all of this cool stuff. He loaded up his trusty shotty, put some bandaids on his bullet holes, drank some medicine, and slung the backpack over his muscular shoulders. “Come get some!” he said. Doomguy was really muscular. On his muscles you could see his veins and everything. He walked into a big room and there were bad guys on the ledges up high. He had to run fast to get away. He got to a place where he could shoot them and he shot them all dead. He came upon a big room shaped like a circle. There was a funny looking silver suit with a helmet hanging on an official US military coat rack. It was an anti-radiation suit. “That’s a cool suit” thought Doomguy. I bet it’ll come in handy. He grabbed it and was on his way. At about that time he noticed the river. The river of toxic sludge. “Thank god I found that rad-suit. Let’s see where this goes.” He put on the suit. It felt good against his rippling muscles. “Perfect fit.” He smiled. Doomguy jumped down into the slime canal. He ran to the left! There was a bald shotgun guy surrounded by ammo! “I think I should take all of this!” he said, shooting the shotgun guy in the process. There was an elevator nearby. Doomguy flipped the switch and was on his way up. At the top of the elevator there was another soulsphere! He grabbed it. Damn, it felt good to be a gangster. A gangster US Marine that is.
Chapter 5
“WELCOME TO PHOBOS LAB MARINE. ENJOY YOUR STAY.” said the robot voice of the elevator as it came to a stop. “Heh, I wish.” said Doomguy. As soon as he stopped off he was standing in front of a giant pool of toxic waste. “Damn. More of this stuff again. Time to run.” he said, running across the caustic, slimy muck. “Doesn’t look like anyone’s around. Maybe this will be easy.” Just as Doomguy said that, he heard a pig sound like the ones the demons made. But he didn’t see a demon. He just saw like a cloud of flies or something. But that cloud was coming right for him! “Let’s see if clouds can bleed.” said Doomguy, emptying his trusty shotgun into the cloud. With a snort and a groan, the cloud fell down. It was more like fog now. Dead fog. Doomguy walked into a big room with a balcony. The balcony was overlooking a big pool of that toxic waste. If it wasn’t so damn toxic it might be beautiful. It was green like spinach. Doomguy missed eating spinach with his girl back home in the Bronx. But that was another life. Another time. Who knows where Ashley was by now. Wherever she was she was probably with Marc. Doomguy hated Marc. One time in third grade Marc beat up Doomguy. Doomguy showed him up years later when he joined the Marines. On the day Doomguy was leaving on the spaceship to go to Mars, he ran into Marc on the future subway while leaving the Bronx. “Have fun not being in the Marines, loser. I’ve got Mars stuff to do. Later skater.” Doomguy had said to Marc, with a grin. Marc looked defeated. But just then Ashley showed up and felt bad for Marc. Doomguy hated Marc. “Screw ‘em, Doomguy. They’re stuck on Earth and we get to do cool Mars stuff.” That’s what Private Chiblonsky had said to Doomguy when he finally got to Mars. Private Chiblonsky was Doomguy’s Mars friend. Doomguy wondered where Chiblonsky was now. He was probably okay. He was a Marine, after all. “The suspense is killing me.” said Doomguy. “Time to move on.” And he did.
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