10 Iron man 3 (2/2)
*Bang*
The person raging broke the TV before exiting the room and leaving burnt footsteps on the ground. The Doom slayer had to do some exterminating once again his purge had once again started although this time HYDRA wasn't the target.
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*Bang*
*Bam*
”Please I don't *Bang* Know *Bang* where *Splat*,” A terrorist stated before being violently splattered into the wall his head exploding. The Doom slayer was looking for answers not pleads. Dropping the now headless corpse he moved onto the next grabbing the head of the next tied up Terrorist he lifted his head next to the wall before showing him the picture of Tony stark.
”Fuck you shadh aleahirat alkalaba,” Spat towards the Doomslayer which only earnt him a Demonic smile. He had found a lead. Strapping his body to a chair he pulled out a weird dildo spike and all. The Terrorist seeing the thing started to panic.
”Please I'll tell you where he is just don't put that thing up in me please!” The terrorist shouted as his heart started to race to look at the bloody dildo of death as spikes extruded out of it. The Doom slayer hearing him put it in front of him.
”He's obviously in Afghanistan in the mountains the coordinates are on my phone please slow me to open it for you,” He pleaded. The Doom slayer pulling out his phone and hacking directly into it before seeing the coordinates walk out the room leaving the Terrorists in their alone.
”AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! allahum 'anqadhani mn hdha altaedhiba! yrja hifz li qad tama lltw qataeat 'arsuli mae disar airtafaeat mae aldam tughatiy dhilk!” The terrorist screamed before panicking even more seeing smoke pour into the room.
”allaenat ealayk alkalbat al'amrikia! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah” Screamed as he started to felt the bloody Dildo go higher. The Doom slayer though only continued his rage of terror through the other camps till he reached the coordinates.
Reaching it he saw a bunch of terrorists patrolling the surrounding area. Seeing them the Doom slayer pulled out his Splat gun. Although it was overkill since it used energy these people needed to be taught a lesson. The Splat gun was a nickname that the doom slayer gave to it since it was gun which drilled directly into the target body before exploding it from the inside. Some people needed to be taught a lesson Especially to those who dare mess with the Doom Slayer. Pulling it out he rushed through the premises.
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”They're gonna get for what they did to Doc! Taste my motherfucking flame flowers and bullets bitch!” I screamed as I blitzed his through the cave.
*Bang*
*Bang*
*Pew*
*Pew*
*Splat*
*Splat*
hearing screams and the loud sound of drills entering flesh and explosions I looked on confused as I saw limbs everywhere. That was until I saw him. Looking at him he could only shudder. It was the same priest from before. The priest from twenty-seven years ago. The same person who was there at the funeral his necklace dangling from his neck.
Looking at him he looked at me confused before shaking his and walking away smiling. Trying to walk towards him I was met to a portal to Antarctica. The portal closing I was left with more questions. Just taking a glimpse of the portal he saw a church cozily chilling on the ice.
Feeling dizzy I took off the armor pieces and looking at the ground to see a hamburger and drink. Weird is all I thought before grabbing it and eating and damn did it feel good to eat something American. Drinking the drink that was left for me I smiled coke. Looking off at the hot dessert I finished my meal and decided to go on. It was time to get answers and do something new. My legacy, as well as my fathers', was on the line. Thank you, Doc for all you have done for me.