There is a pretty infamous bar hidden on earth. It looks ordinary on the outside, but is home to the most unordinary things. Those who enter the bar are all some sort of supernatural being. Normal humans can't actually enter the building. There is some sort of field around it that casts a dark aura. This is used to keep normal beings out.

A lot of notable beings have been said to spend some time here, even the great Odin himself was said to have paid this place a visit, along with countless leaders. The bar was not very large but it still felt spacious. There was an old dwarf that ran the counter. While youkai and other beautiful women ran the tables and kept tabs on all the patrons.

"Welcome back to DMZ! My name is Lizzy and after the talk of the strange disappearance of dragons recently, it is time for next segment! The long awaited interview with the legend himself our next guest is, the unstoppable force. The Doom Slayer!"

The words "Doom Slayer : Behind the Mask" flash on screen while A beautiful hostess is seen standing in front of two oddly shaped love seats. They are sitting slightly tilted toward one another as if used for conversation purposes. The hostess is a young girl, very easy on the eyes. She has brown hair with highlights of red in it. It is very obvious she got the job based on looks and not necessarily qualifications. The hostess points to a curtain off stage but nothing happens. She tilts her head slightly, a bit confused but she's a 'professional'. She is used to dealing with difficulties such as these.

She turns to the crowd and pauses for a second as someone informs her that the Doom Slayer is not actually in the building over the ear piece she is wearing.

"Well we are having some slight difficulties. We may need to cut to a commercial just before the int-"

Before she could finish speaking, a loud roar is heard and a portal opens up in front of her on the stage. The portal is swarming with flames and a figure in the center that can't be made out quite yet because of said flames.

There are gasps and a few screams of surprise from the audience as the flames finally die down and the figure steps out. The Doom Slayer, fully clad in his praetor suit, stares out at the masses that showed up to see this interview. He looks slowly back and forth across them as the screams and gasps turn into claps and cheers. These cheers grow louder as he reaches up and slowly grabs his helmet and pulls it off.

The 'familiar' face of the Doom Slayer was revealed to the masses. It was different however. He was now sporting a slightly scruffy beard. His eyes, usually blood red with rage were a shocking emerald green. They were normal. His hair neat and slicked back. Something was off. He now appeared to be a bit older. Not by much but by a few years. His armor finally fades fully and a green suit is revealed. It was dark, and almost a blue color in nature. The Slayer ran his fingers through his hair slowly and smiled out at the crowd.

"Sorry I'm late! Microphones are weird!" He said as he jokingly tapped the one that was clipped to his suit. The cheers continued and a few laughs are heard. With another minor joke, greetings are exchanged and the 'show' begins.

The bar was quite scarce tonight. It was a Tuesday after all. No weekend crowd, so overall it was a pretty laid-back atmosphere. The door creaked open slowly and a hooded figure stood in the doorway. Rain slowly pelted this figures back as it looked around at the patrons. The hooded person stepped inside and closed the door. This person made their way slowly to the bar and took a seat. The only other person to be sitting at the bar was a grizzled older man, and he appeared to be quite wasted but should pose no threat. The figure would make its' move.

The hooded person finally pulled their hood down, revealing a woman in her late early 30's. She had blue eyes and bright blonde hair. She was very out of place here. The old Dwarf was having a conversation with the man at the other side of the bar counter, but cut it short and made his way over to the woman.

"What can I getcha?" The dwarf said.

"Ah yes, Moe, Can I get a jack and coke please"

The dwarf raised an eyebrow, how had she known his name? There was the possibility that he knew her, but he was sure he would remember such a person. She was very out of place here. But she was good looking, atleast in the face. Moe returned with her drink and charged her. She tipped him by paying with a large bill.

After that interaction she sipped her drink for a moment before going further into her plan. She called Moe over once again.

"Moe, I have a favor to ask..."

"And what might that be missy?"

The Woman smiled and spoke a bit quieter than usual. "I need information on the Doom Slayer."

The Dwarf laughed at her. "Haha are you serious?"

The woman tilted her head and continued to smile at him.

"Oh you are! That's even funnier. What makes you think I know anything about him. And also, what makes you think I would tell you anything if you did?"

The woman's smile grew wider (if that was even possible) and she reached into her cloak. She slapped an envelope on the bar and a few pictures slide out. The dwarfs eyes went wide. "Where did you get these?" He asked.

"Haha no not exactly. I had some things I had to take care of. Just life things you know, that's all I would really like to say on that matter" The Slayer was now sitting across from Lizzy, He was relaxed and engaging in the conversation. He was working the crowd amazingly, and making the most of this interview. Quite a weird thing for him to do, since he is usually very reserved in the matter.

"Alright alright!" Lizzy started with a slight giggle. "What about the two terrorists Brianna and Basara? You are the hero that saved well, just about everyone. Did you have anything you wanted to say on that matter."

"I hmmm. I really don't like that word. Terrorist. You see I shared a battlefield with those two. They were my friends. My family. Sorano, is a friend. She's family. A lot of people seem to forget that we faught in the great war of long ago. I feel like their minds just got warped. After the war ended, they really just didn't know what to do with themselves. That what we did after all. So, trying to assimilate into a post war era was probably very difficult for them."

"We've known about this for a while now Moe. Now you tell me what I want to know or … well I'll just come clean. I have Dulio Gesualdo outside. And Tobio Ikuse, the Slash/DOG, outside of your house right now. Things could get dirty but I would rather keep them clean. So, what will it be Moe?"

Moe shook his head slowly. "I don't know anything. I know as much as you and the media knows. He's been missing for over a month now..."

The woman knew he was lying. She shook her head. "Don't lie to me Moe. Sorano told me that he did in fact make a visit here and this was the last place his signature was found. So, tell me now what you know and what you don't or I will be calling Tobio."

"I don't know anything. That was my day off. So, I only heard that he showed up."

This woman laughed softly. "Wrong answer" She said as a white circular spell formed on her hand, she raised it to the side of her head and opened her mouth to speak.

Someone yanked her arm away and slammed it on the table. The woman turned to see that it was the older looking man from the other side of the bar. She had been so focused on Moe that she didn't notice him get up, let alone close in on her. The two looked at one another. She could see this man was not actually as old as she thought. He was just very scruffy. Longer unkept hair and an even dirtier beard. Underneath all of that though was a young man.

"Listen here Bitch, I suggest you pack your happy little ass up and leave before shit gets ugly."

"So Flynn Let's get down to the the heavy hitting stuff. Is there a lucky lady in your life? Perhaps Lady Leviathan?" Lizzy asked, she placed her chin on her hand and smirked at the warrior sitting across from her.

Flynn chuckled slightly. "No there's not currently. I suppose a lucky lady wouldn't be out of the question but right now nobody comes to mind."

"Ohhh you hear that ladies! He's a free man" Lizzy said with a wink to the camera.

"I suggest you unhand me at once. You don't know who you're dealing with." This woman said with a smirk to the bearded man.

"I know exactly who you are." The man laughed. "You're Griselda Quarta. Exorcist, swordmaster and Gabriel's lackey. Pretty decent with a bow... Little missy I don't think you know who you're dealing with."

This man's eyes began to glow, a dark orange almost red. He produced a very familiar looking red dagger and drove it into table next to the Griselda's hand and a familiar mark flashed across his forehead.

"Now listen here. If you so much as destroy a blade of grass on this guys lawn. Heaven will cease to exist."

The Slayer smiled a very devilish green. It was frightening even to Griselda who has been called the very same word, Frightening.

"You are a lot different that I would have guessed. Poor child of war."

"What are you here for?" Flynn asked

"I'm here to investigate the recent disappearance of dragons. We have two notable instances of devastation that could only be caused by dragons. And we do know that Moe here is selling dragon blood. I'm sure you know how powerful that is. So, Moe, tell us where you got it."

Griselda said, trying to turn the conversation on Moe once again. The Slayer was not having it. He flicked the red blade and it sparked a bit, this got Griselda's attention once again.

"No no no, haha, Listen. You have nothing on Moe got it? You are going to walk your curvy litte butt right back out that door, and pretend like nothing happened. You didn't see Me here and Moe is innocent."

Griselda laughed. "Now why would I do that. You don't scare me Slayer. If you kill me, I die a Martyr and someone will step up to stop you."

The Slayer could sense she was in fact not scared. She was as calm as could be. He smirked as he remembered something. Quarta. Griselda. Xenovia. If this woman was anything like that girl that he saw while rewatching his recorded visor cam, She would take this bait.

"How about this. Do you think you can outshoot me?"

"I mean you are pretty gone" Griselda smirked at Flynn. "But what does that have to do with anything"

"If I outshoot you, you leave, and drop all of this. If you win. We will tell you everything we know."

"hmmm" Griselda contemplated the situation but Flynn could tell he had her in his web. "I accept" She said. "What will we be shooting? Guns? Or bows?"

Flynn smirked "Neither. We're shooting darts. Well a single dart to be particular. One dart. One chance to outscore the other person"

Moe rolled his eyes and pulled up two darts from under the bar and set them down. "You're insane Flynn." he said.

The dagger disappeared and Flynn picked up one of the darts. Griselda picked hers up hesitantly and began inspecting it.

"No tricks. I promise Griselda" Flynn said at the two made their way to the dart board.

"Ladies first" Flynn said with a smirk. Griselda rolled her eyes and prepared to throw her dart. She was a very patient shot. Much like a sniper waiting for the perfect opportunity. She finally released the dart. Flynn watched it as he flew. He smirked and chuckled as it landed dead center in the bullseye.

"What are you laughing about Flynn? You just lost" Griselda.

"Maybe" Flynn said with a shrug of his shoulders. "We will just have to wait and see what I hit. Hey moe. Bring me another Shot. Naw naw, better yet. Pass me her drink. "

Griselda's mind was working a million miles an hour. Theres no way he could possibly beat that? That's a bullseye! Well, He must know something she didn't. She wasn't a dart player after all.

Flynn downed Griselda's jack and cloak and then stepped up to the plate. He took a long look at the board before he let his dart fly. I landed in the middle red section of the twenty marker. The Triple Twenty. Flynn turned and smiled at Griselda who clearly didn't understand what that ment. One of the patrons who was sitting rather close spoke up.

"The bullseye is worth 50 points. He just hit a triple 20. 60 points. He just beat you."

Griselda crossed her arms and tapped her foot. She was a bit upset. " I am a woman of my word. You win this round Flynn. But I want to say one thing before I go." She leaned in and spoke directly to Flynn. "If I find out you broke Xenovia's heart again. You and I are going to have words"

Ah Xenovia... A person He would have to do more research on.

"You always did do things the hard way"

I was waist deep in a grave. I had a shovel in my hand and I was coated in dirt. My helmet was resting on a nearby tree stump. I stopped what I was doing because someone had decided to interrupt me. I could feel their presence. This could only be one person.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

As I stared at Sorano KINDRED appeared behind her. He cackled his familiar laugh as I looked upon his Gnarled body. My Gnarled body. "Flynn! It's time to UNFUCK the world. Start with this whore. You already took care of those two! Take her out too!" After this KINDRED poofed from existence.

Sorano had spoken words. They didn't come through fully. I was lost in KINDRED'S words. She said something about respects and friends. These words appeared to be Sincere.

"This is a beautiful place Flynn... They would have chosen the same for us... It's a shame it had to be thi-"

I snapped the handle of the Shovel with my grip. I was upset. Tired of Sorano. I just wanted to be alone. I was so angry I didn't even notice my hand shaking. I gave Sorano a nasty look and then looked back mindlessly into the graves I had just dug. "I didn't want this" I said.

"Flynn..."

I waved a hand and the caskets I had prepared appeared. They floated down into their resting place and Sorano helped me finish the burial off. It took a lot out of me. I heard VEGA reprimand me for using so much power in the state I was in, but I ignored him.

"There is actually another reason I came here Flynn..." Sorano spoke. She crossed her arms and frowned as she looked into my eyes. "Do you remember? Are your feelings for me back?"

Fast Forward.

"I think you should at least go and explain yourself to her. She deserves at least that"

She leaned in and kissed me. I didn't react I tensed up actually.

"Do it now Flynn gut her like a fucking pig!" KINDRED spoke once again. I lost control for a second. A blade forming in my hand. I did my best to resist. I don't think I'm strong enough. I need to get out of here. NOW!

I teleported out.

I landed outside of a familiar bar. Nobody had seen me land, so that was solid. My mind was racing. No KINDRED. So, things were looking up. I placed a hand on the door and took a deep breath.

How many times can you rebuild a machine until it's not the same machine you started with?

This thought ran through my head as I stepped inside.I phased out of my armor and made my way up to the bar and took a seat. The Dwarf behind the counter was busy with another customer, but the moment he noticed me he smiled. "Dear god! It is you!"

It was nice to see Moe once again. I tried to force a smile but he could tell something was up.

"What's wrong? Don't tell me that shit on the news is true." He asked as two of the youkai waitresses walked up, hugged me and planted kisses on my cheek before returning to work.

A tear formed in my eye. I wiped it away slowly. A dirty spiked knuckle duster formed in my hand. I looked at it a moment longer before setting it on the bar counter and sliding it over to moe.

"Your knuckle duster? You loved this thing before you got your armor... Why are you giving this to me?"

"I'm going to stay here a little while. I have a long story to tell you Moe" I said with a sincere smile this time. Another tear formed in my eye. "I hope you have the time to listen because I plan to start from the beginning"

Moe nodded and poured two shots. One for each of them. They did a cheers and then downed the alcohol. After this Flynn began his tale.

Hours before the interview

A pair of very mad looking twins entered the bar. They snatched Flynn up who had passed out at the counter.

He awoke on a cold metallic floor. "Bucket" Flynn murmured as he tried his best not to puke on the floor. Faith passed Flynn a bucket and he immediately began throwing up into it.

"Jesus Christ Flynn. Did you just spend the entire time Drinking? You just fucking went off the grid and when we tried to track you we couldn't. What the hell Flynn" Faith started. She crossed her arms and looked down at the 'oh so might doom slayer' who was now curled up on the floor puking in a bucket. He looked pitiful. He was scruffy and dirty. This just wouldn't do.

"Flynn we have to get you cleaned up"

"naw n URGH naw... I'm fine" Flynn mumbled into the bucket.

"No Flynn you aren't" Hope laughed.

"We brought someone in to help get you ready. We went ahead and scheduled you for an interview with DMZ so put on that happy face and we will put our plan into motion like we talked about." Faith said.

"I still don't want to be a politcal figure... Politics were never my thing"

"Tough shit Flynn you have to be the one to do it. Galina, come in here and help us get Flynn ready. We will be cutting this close."

A Night Sentinel walked in. The armor dissipated to reveal a very strong but attractive russian woman with blonde hair.

"A pleasure to meet you Slayer. You know if Pussy is what you needed that whole time you could always have mine." She said as she unbuttoned her pants and tugged down her panties. "I am more than worthy to bear your child."

"If anyone is having his child it's going to be me!" Hope said, She unbuttoned her pants and dropped her panties down as well.

"LADIES! We don't have time for this. We have to get Flynn ready for this Interview." Faith said. She was always the voice of reason.

"Alright guys. That's all the time we have with the Slayer! He has to make an important meeting with the leaders. Can we get one last round of applause?"

The crowd stood up and began clapping and cheering for Flynn. They appeared to have thoroughly enjoyed his presence and this new persona.

Flynn smiled and took a bow before waving goodbye and walking off of the stage. He waited until he got a few feet away from the curtain to teleport out to the Gremory estate.

He arrived in a meeting room and inside were all of the higher ups, Sirzechs, Leviathan, Azazel, Michael and Gabriel both had arrived as well.

Sirzechs stood up and greeted him with a smile.

"Who are you? And what have you done with the doom slayer?"

Sorry about the long wait between chapters. Been working on trying to peace things together and tried to decide on which route I want to take to the end. I have two in mind I just have to set the pieces up for them. Will go back and edit grammer sometime soon, Very tired right now