Doom Guy X Reader

[1]You awoke with a jolt, you didn't know when you fell asleep. Your stomach hurt, your hands wondering along muscular flesh. Snapping your [EYE COLOR] eyes open, to see red skin along with the moving floor. 

Wait!

The ground wasn't! You were! With a huff, you pushed yourself up to see the familiar sight. Blood, gore, and death everywhere, it's not like you're going to see a normal area clean from such things. Blowing the bangs from your face, trying your best to see behind you. One of your hands taking a hold of the closet horns that were mostly poking at your side with the blunt edge. The Baron shook his head, forcing you to let go. You wonder where this big lug is taking you, probably somewhere to be eaten! You began to freak out on the inside and out, accidentally kicking the demon in the face which he gave a warning growl. The sound-making you freeze in fear, you prayed and wished for your gun or even the Demon Slayer. You actually felt safer with those two things and a lot braver too! Your nails dug into the monster's flesh, holding on for dear life, you hated this, you never liked being picked up because thoughts of falling came to your mind and you didn't want to break anything. That was actually one of your fears, it was a small fear, always pushed to the back of your mind, but it always came flying back when someone picks you up. Starring off into the distance, you spotted many demons fighting with one another. Whelps standing up to the higher class, but of course, the lesser demons failed and died a horrible death to just come right back. Screams and cries of pain flowing into your ears, which were painful to listen to. It was a pain on the eardrums. You jumped in fright with a loud yelp, a Summoner had appeared before you. You held your breath seeing how close it was, it appeared male, you've seen a female before. But you assumed the woman was very few or were hiding very well due to only finding and capturing a small hand full. You didn't like how close he was, it bothered you. A light hissing coming from the very creature before and just like that, he disappeared, leaving a red trail behind to just fade. Releasing the held in the air, these monsters scared you. You weren't afraid of them when you were younger, but after your father and his followers brought them fourth had changed your mind.

"PUT ME DOWN, YOU BIG MONKEY!" And of course, one of the most common lines to say to your captor in any movie. You felt like you were in a movie! The Baron shifted you upon his large shoulder, trying to get more comfortable for himself.

"[NAME]! My little baby girl." The deep voice of your father caught you off guard, you were surprised by this. Maybe it was a recording, you sometimes kept those around in random places. But to make sure, you pushed your upper body up and took a look around. "Look up." You did as told, head cocking upward as instructed. Your [EYE COLOR] orbs locking onto the robotic form of your parent,

"Daddy?" His head slowly following you and the demon, the room large and circular with a device at the center and towards a wall. "Daddy! Daddy, please help! Please! I'm scared!" That usually got your father to get you out of most situations, you always took that for granted, but now you really wanted his help. Your father always made you feel safe no matter what and where. You starred up at him wide-eyed as he did not make a move,

"Don't be afraid my child, it will be over. You are my precious little angel in this world of madness," Hayden pressed and fiddled with some levers. The smooth wall becoming that of stairs, leading up to the room the man stood in. You swore in the tone of his voice, you swore he would be smiling. The Baron of Hell set you down infront of the nice clean white stairs, the demon blocking any other way. His eyes stayed locked on your form as you walked up the stairway, bare feet tapping against the cool surface. Hayden approached you with open arms, but only one of his large and heavy arms wrapped around your shoulders. You were forced to walk with him until you both stood before the control console, looking out into the room filled with many different demons who seemed to just wander around or appeared to be talking with one another. "You see this." He asked as he removed himself from your form, you nod your head as you continued to stare at the scene before you. A Summoner teleporting more into the room, "They are under control. My control." The feeling of your father's hand running along the edge of your [HAIR COLOR] hair, just taking it into the hold of the tips of his fingers, bringing the hair up close to his smooth face to just release it afterward. Quickly turning your head to look at the man with concern written upon your features, "They do whatever I say. But the others are... Troublesome and are refusing to obey." Closing the mouth that you didn't realize had been open the whole time, swallowing the spit that built up. "It seems that I need another mind," The robotic man's gentle tap of your forehead lovingly, "To help with this dilemma... Who else than my little angel. I can't trust anyone else than my baby." Hayden pressed the part of his head where the man's lips would be to your forehead, trying to give you a friendly kiss. You were shocked by this news, you couldn't believe what your father was saying. It scared you and you didn't want to have any part of this! Taking a step away,

"No!" You yelled at the man, you would've never had the courage to do such a thing. You were afraid what the punishment was, you didn't want to know... Well, kinda you did.

"No?" He echoed with a questioning tone, taking a step forward, making you take a step back in fright. 

"No... Hmm, interesting..." Your tongue caught between your teeth, afraid to say anything to make him mad. You knew it was building up somewhere, everyone had something that made them mad even if they were calm and composing. If he had a face, the man would be frowning with dangerously narrowed eyes. Hands wrapped around your neck, fear in your eyes. You were even more scared then you were before, suddenly you were pressed against a hard chest. Four fingered hand upon your lower back and the other in your hair, you were now confused by the sudden change. "You must not remember the promise you made. I can't be mad by that, of course, you wouldn't remember." Your father began to pet your head in a gentle manner, your brows furrowed in bewilderment.

'Promise?' You had to admit, you couldn't remember anything from such a young age. It would always come up blank, maybe something happened along ago. Something very bad occurred that made Hayden act so nice and treated you like a princess, maybe he was trying to make something up to you. Something you didn't know whatever reason was beyond you, you did whatever a good child would do, hug their parent back.

[1]-Indents don't show

(103 years=man 27 years=girl 5 years)------(My math work isn't apart of this, no, in the next chapter yeah)