Hector King, a man in his 50s, no family or friends to speak of, paralysed from the waist down due to a work-related accident. Now he lived alone with his pup Huskey. But one day, he mistakenly summoned Satan. "Ah, it's been a long time since I was summoned. You found my book? Good, what do you want? Riches? Women? Fame? Strength? Or perhaps, your legs? All at the discounted price of your... soul." Satan offered. Hector, however, didn't need any of that. And so, his answer even shocked Satan, making that smug look disappear. "I... I want you to be my friend." And from there, the friendship that would last eternity started, all at the price of Hector's soul. ... Year 2021, As a mortal, Hector died. But Satan decided to do something crazy, "F*CK IT! You're my best friend, I can't let you die. Hector, I am appointing you as Hell's Inquisitor, a position only under me." ... 1935, Earth Hector found himself in his old original physical body again, but he was now taller and buff. "I-I got a new last name? Hmm, it has a nice ring to it." He muttered. He was, from then on, Hector King Washington. "WOOF!" And the good boy Moony was also there, bigger, buffed and more beautiful. [A/N: MC is going to be a sweet badass old man.] _______________________ [TAGS - OLD MAN MC, OP, SLICE OF LIFE, WHOLESOME, ROMANCE, NO HAREM, ALTERNATE HISTORY, KINGDOM BUILDING] ____________________________ I do not own anything except the main character in this fanfiction. ____________________________ For advance chapters- www.patreon.com/misterimmortal Check out my other fics if you like this one by going into my profile. Thank You.
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Okinawa,
Okinawa was the southernmost Island of Japan, once the Allies had it, they would start bombing the hell out of mainland Japan and that would also be the final stage of the war.
But, it was a bloody battle, the Japanese had dug caves and tunnels all around. One of the major points of struggle was Hacksaw Ridge. It was a ridge that the allies needed to climb, it was steep and the Japanese were holed up above it. Multiple times many small campaigns were made to take it over, but every time they would lose men.
This was the condition of the place when Logan and Moony arrived on special presidential orders. The Major General responsible for the battle there showed high respect to Logan, since he was pretty close to the president.
"What's the status?" Logan asked, enjoying having people salute him, as it gave him the perfect reason not to talk to people.
"Thirty men lost today, they just claimed back down. Taking this Ridge is impossible. We're losing more men than we kill." the General briefed.
"Fine, I will do it myself. Keep your men ready, when I signal, you send them up." He ordered, walking out. He walked straight to the ridge and started to climb the rope ladders. Moony too climbed, but he was faster at it.
Soldiers from the ground just saw the scene, confused. They shouted at him to come back down, but he just glared at them and shut them up. In a few seconds, he was above it, in front of him was a destroyed battlefield, limbs lying around the ground. There was smoke everywhere, reminiscent of the battle that took place not long ago.
Grunting, Logan lit up his cigar and walked forward, "Moony, you can stay if you want. Your white fur will get dirty otherwise,"
*Woof* Moony barked back, ~Stong boys don't fear getting dirty,~ he meant. But Logan could only understand the general theme of what Moony implied, not the exact words.
The Japanese were most likely tired too, so there was nobody nearby them. He wanted to find their commanders and kill them first.
*Sniff Sniff*
"Bow bow!" Moony alerted Logan, he smelled something.
Logan followed behind, soon to arrive in a ditch full of loose mud. He simply plunged his hand into the mud and pulled out whatever he could hold. *BAM*
"What the f... what are you doing here, boy?" Logan was shocked to see a perfectly healthy American soldier.
The soldier was hyperventilating, trying to get away. But shortly after his senses prevailed, Moony was very famous across the country, everybody knew this dog.
"I... I am private Desmond Doss, s-sir. I stayed behind to help the wounded and... I thought it was enemies." Desmond replied.
[A/N: For anybody who is confused. Desmond Doss is a character from the movie called Hakshaw Ridge(2016). The main character is played by Andrew Garfield and it's based on a real story.]
"You a mutant?" Logan asked.
"No, I am not," Desmond replied.
"You're a super soldier?"
This time too he shook his head. Logan annoyingly grunted, "So you're just a dumb kid. Keep on doing whatever you were then, if you hear gunshots, duck down."
"Y-You're going to fight them alone?"
"I'm not alone, Moony is with me." Logan didn't wait anymore, ignoring the boy who had not seen many battles and walked forward to the Japanese camp. It was swarming with enemies and most of them were under the ground in caves.
"Can you sniff them?" Logan asked.
Moony nodded his head, his nose shaking as smells overwhelmed him. He looked in a direction and raised his tail straight up.
"Got it," Logan drew his claws out swiftly. He was still wearing his officer's suit, so he threw away his tie and opened the buttons from the front. He was told by Hector that the Japanese are still headstrong about winning and will not give up no matter what. They will make the allies pay in blood for every inch of ground they gain.
So, he stayed careful. With Moony behind him, he entered the cave system, because it was a closed space, it gave less manoeuvrability to all the Japanese soldiers, this also meant it was easier for Logan and Moony to fight since they could jump around wall to wall.
"HYAAAA!" Like a raging wolf, Logan's claws dug into one throat after another. Moony, meanwhile, used his claws as well as his growling fangs. Their goal was to send the common soldiers into disarray without anyone to lead them.
From what was informed in the reports, there were 76,000+ Japanese soldiers and 40,000+ Okinawan conscripts. A lot of them have already been dealt with already. Logan was only here to help in the tough spots, not in everyday warfare.
Soon enough, the screams and shouts of dying men alerted the entire division of troops there. In frenzy, they would take out swords or daggers, not knowing this was the worst weapon they could use against them.
"WOLVERINE!" someone shouted, an officer most likely. This name was famous in Germany.
"You called for me?" Logan responded while slashing throats. He wondered, however, what Hector was doing at the moment.
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The Philippines was liberated. It was back under American occupation. Of course, not as a colony this time. As soon as the war ends, elections will be held.
Loud laughs ensued around the entire camp as Hector was talking to soldiers and joking around. Surrounded by them, they watched him with eyes of respect and adoration, they voted for him just a few days ago and here he was, instead of talking to media, standing among them.
"Where are you from, son?" He asked one corporal Dave.
"Sturgis, South Dakota, Mr President," Dave answered.
"Ah, Sturgis Motorcycle Rally? I've been wanting to go there ever since it began in 39. Maybe I will go there with my son Moony in 46. Boys, who else is interested in racing this old man on a bike?" He asked them loudly.
"YEAHHH!" they all cheered at the same time. They loved to interact with this old man who seemed all the wiser according to age but still had the charm and attitude that made the young men feel he understood them.
*SHIP HORNS*
Just then the loud horns of a ship resounded in the air. Smiling, Hector announced, "Go to that ship, you all. It's an ice cream barge, eat all you want, share it with locals too,"
All of them cheered and ran away to the docks. Ice cream barges were ships that were deployed by the United States Navy to the Pacific Theatre to produce ice cream in large quantities to be provisioned to sailors and Marines. It was able to create 10 US gallons of ice cream every seven minutes. The ships were intended to raise the morale of U.S. troops overseas.
Now with Soldiers busy, it was time to plan for the next battle. The Island of Iwo Jima was in the Pacific Ocean. It was small but heavily guarded. The reason the US needed it was for its two large airstrips. They were to be used to bomb mainland Japan and help in taking Okinawa.
He met with the commanding Generals, and of course, General MacArthur. The General had a very crude plan, it was to send troops and try to take over. But Hector knew that this was going to be one of the toughest battles with tens of thousands of casualties and many wounded.
He outright rejected the plan, "A good plan, but it will cost us too many lives."
"Battles are won over many lives, Grand General," Douglas replied, not liking being told what to do.
He scoffed, "And the brain, you forgot that part, my friend. Never go into a fight if you can win with brains. Our only reason for taking over Iwo Jima is its strategic location. Our only use is its two airstrips. Now that the US, UK, and Canada are free from Europe, even if they can not provide troops they can provide airforce.
"My plan is simple..."
After telling the men about the battle plan, they got moving. 3 days later, it was all done in such a short time because his plan didn't involve sending ground forces.
The plan was pretty simple, barbaric, but effective. On Hector's order, big oil tankers were brought to the shores of the island and then large pumps were used to rain oil on it, making literal rivers of oil flow on Iwo Jima. The major problem in taking the island was that the enemies were hidden inside the many cave systems. With oil even reaching the caves like rainwater, getting to them became easier. After this, tonnes of napalm came and all 25,000 Japanese troops burnt away with all their belongings and machinery.
By the time they were done, the island was like a scorching raging pit of fire. Everything was burning on it, from trees to sand, of course, the Japanese troops as well. The fire eventually stopped after some rain. The American troops did a complete search and destroy campaign to find and arrest any lucky Japanese soldiers later.
Within three days, the entire island was under Allies' control, and though it was barren wasteland now, nobody cared. The soldiers were just happy that they didn't have to die to take it over. General Douglas MacArthur was embarrassed, but what happened only made him realise why Hector was the president and why he was still here, a General.
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