Infinite Justice: Beyond (Marvel,DC,DBZ X/Over, IC, Open)

[Nassan]

Di'kllr

Di’kllr sighed as he laid down on the base’s roof, back in his Namekian skin. He scanned the evergreen scenery surrounding him, he had thought this could be his home several months back, before the aliens landed. Even before his village was massacred, he had heard rumours of an army sacking and razing villages looking for a wish granting artefact. He had decided to bid his time, wait until the army actually arrives before leaving. This home, like his previous, is gone.

“Hey Di! Boss’ calling!”, It was Amy, Di’kllr got tired of Theresa the moment they met.

“What?!? He’s an Alien!” Theresa screamed before continuing on her whining.

Di’kllr thought the others were plenty nice. He even felt that Nathan was starting to become quite warm. He was still frustrated and confused at what happened in the room, Di’kllr instinctively clutched his chest as he replayed the memories of Nathan’s interrogation in his mind.

“Are you deaf?” Di heard Theresa remarked. Di turned over and laid on his chest as he tried to ignore the women’s shrill voice. His eyebrows twitched with frustration, he really wanted a nap.

“Di.” He heard someone else call, “Di!” It was Richard, and as far as Di’kllr knew, the leader of the team he was just inducted into.

“Whatttttt?” Di’kllr moaned as he rolled to the edge of the roof and stared down at Richard.

“Nathan wants a word with you.” Richard said sternly. Richard had been nothing but cold to him from the very start, Di’kllr thought it was ironic considering what the other mates says about his abilities. He’d at first thought that Richard acted this way to everyone, but he’d witnessed Richard teasing Nathan and the rest of the team at least several times, Di’kllr thought Richard must've had some beef with aliens.

“Alright, I’ll be down in a moment.”

[Nassan]

The Team

Theresa

“Where the fuck did Nathan go?” Theresa yelled as she searched Nathan’s room. Lazy little fuck, always running off. Theresa thought. Theresa hated Nathan, thought he was too flimsy to lead a team, but she could never say anything, besides, she needs his money.

“You know, you can try to not sound like a prick.” Amy chided.

“Shut up kid.” Theresa quickly rebutted.

“Nicholas’ body still on the table. Shouldn’t we lay him on the ground or something?” Jordan asked, attempting to redirect everyone’s attention.
“I don’t know. Not our decision to make. We’ll have to just ask the assfucker when he returns.”

“Wow, Theresa.” Samuel sighed as he rolled his eyes in disgust.

“You really need to shut the fuck up Samuel.” Theresa defended.

Samuel rolled his sleeves to his biceps and shoved Theresa back by her chest. “You wanna go bitch?” He threatened. Theresa ignored his threat and spat on his feet, “Fuck off kid.” Before leaving the room.

Amy

What exactly is wrong with her? Amy thought to herself. Amy had never liked Theresa from day one. When they first met, it was during Amy’s welcome ceremony. Theresa had immediately commented on her pink highlights and lip piercing.

“Hey.” Jordan whispered as he wrapped his arms around Amy and planted a peck on her cheek.

“Jordan.” She acknowledged.

Jordan sighed as he tried to comfort Amy, “You know, Theresa’s just a sharp mou—“

“Yeah, like a chicken.” Amy quickly added. “Why does she have to act like such a prick, she’s like a motherfucking cactu—“.

A loud explosion ringed through the air, rubble flew in every direction and the footsteps of marching soldiers surrounded them. Just as Amy was speaking, she found herself being knocked backwards onto the floor.

“Jordan?” Amy cried out frantically, Jordan‘s legs were stuck underneath a piece of the ceiling, moaning in pain. “Amy! Help, please.” His hands extended towards Amy, begging for help. Amy crawled forward, shaking her head desperately as she tried to pull Jordan out, each time she tugged the air was filled was Jordan’s cry. “I can’t do it. I can’t do it.” Amy begged, “I’m so sorry.”

“Please Amy. Please.” Jordan continued to beg, still in pain. “I’m so sorry.” Amy sobbed. Jordan extended his arms again, “At least hold me, please.” Amy nodded her head repeatedly as he grabbed Jordan’s hand with both of hers. “I’ll be right here Jordan.” Amy assured him.

Jordan

Jordan was in so much pain. The sound of pain ringing through in head buried Amy’s sobs. Each time he tried to thrash, it’d feel like he’s tearing his body into half. His hand grabbed onto Amy, she made the pain slightly more bearable. He tried to look up and force a smile.

He slowly inched his face upwards, but as his eyes landed on Amy’s quivering lips, she screamed. Jordan couldn’t see anything. He thrashed frantically when a bullet of energy shot a hole through Amy’s forehead. Fuck no, Jordan wanted to scream, but the agony of having his legs crushed silenced him to a whimpering sob.

Jordan forced his face around. He found himself staring at an alien dressed in the same garb as the enemies before. The alien laughed maliciously as he pointed his blaster onto Jordan’s forehead. “No, no please.” Jordan began to beg as he was surrounded by a bright light and proceeded to fall limp onto the ground.

Samuel

Samuel leaned against the wall as he tried his best to listen to the commotion on going outside. He desperately needed a way out, but the only way was through the main entrance. Samuel’s hand started to quiver as he imagined Jordan and Amy being shot. He wanted to sneak back into a room, away from the soldiers but just as he stood up he found a blaster pointed to his head.
“Don’t you even dare.” The alien sneered.

Samuel stared at the alien, it was the same alien that had shot Jordan. Samuel leaped forward and pushed the alien on to the ground. He stomped on the alien’s head repeatedly. The alien tried to lift his blaster-arm but Samuel pushed it against the floor, grabbed his combat knife and lunged it forward. “No, please, no, pleasseeeee!” The alien’s cries shrilled through the compound as Samuel sawed its arm off. Samuel stood up and dropped the arm onto the alien’s face, and quickly made a dash for the exit.

Just as he thought he’d made it out, and the entrance were merely inches away, he was grabbed and pushed back by his neck. His legs thrashing in the air, he struggled for breath. His vision slowly succumbing to darkness as the choke on his neck grew tighter, he stared at his alien’s executioner, determined to not give the alien the privilege of his fear. Samuel’s legs fell limp as the darkness completely consumes him.

Theresa

Theresa squirmed into a small crevice in the walls as she noticed the arrival of the soldiers. “Please don’t find me, please don’t find me.” She begged under her breath. Her body jerked as she heard the shots of energy ringing in the air, and shuddered as she heard bodies falling against the cold, damp floor. There’s nothing I could do, she convinced herself, even if I had been out there, I wouldn’t be able to help. It’s best I stay here. She continued. She whimpered as she heard the crunch of Samuel’s neck. She began to quiver when Samuel’s murderer strode closer towards her, Theresa could smell the alien’s spandex boots as he stood right in front of her. Theresa started to sob silently, she could feel drips of urine running down her thighs.

Theresa sighed in relief as the alien turned and walked past her, directing a group of soldiers behind him to move forward. They were looking for something. They stopped moving as they came upon Nicholas’ corpse, still lying on the table. “This is it.” She heard the aliens say as the group behind him came forward and lifted it up and brought it away.

Theresa decided to remain in the crevice, afraid that the aliens would return.

[Nassan]

Di’kllr

Nathan, with Richard by his side, led Di’kllr several miles away from the camp before they came to a halt. Just as Di’kllr was about to ask Nathan what exactly he’s planning, Nathan fished a phone-like device out of his pockets. Nathan keyed in a code and paused for a moment before speaking:
“Hey, Double R!” He greeted, “You never said I can’t call you that.”

“Yeah, I got the Skrull you were looking for.” He said before pausing for a response.

“Mmhmm, Dickler, or something.” Di’kllr squinted his eyes and stared at Nathan. Dickler? God humans are terrible. He thought to himself as he rolled his eyes.

“Mmhmm, yes. Extremely condescending, he just rolled his eyes at me, I think he’s upset I got his name wrong or something.”, Nathan remarked. “Typical Skrull physiology, nothing special.” Nathan continued, “Yes. You’ll make the proper arrangements for him I expect?”

“Alright, I’ll let him speak to you now.” Nathan said as he signalled Di’kllr to grab the communication device. “Hello.” The voice from the device greeted, “Don’t bother to ask who I am, just tell me whatever you told Nathan, you can start with your name.”

Di’kllr sighed before he repeated what he had told Nathan previously. “I’m a Skrull renegade from Planet Earth, I was tasked…” Di’kllr went on until he felt that the mysterious voice would be satisfied, “Would all that be enough?” He asked.

“Sure. I’ll have to examine you further when you return to Earth. Nathan will bring you in.” The voice replied before ending the call.

“That sounds great.” Di’kllr muttered sarcastically, “Did you bring me all the way out here just for that one call?” he asked as he turned to face Nathan.

“Yeah. Double R loves his secrecy. Let’s head back.” Nathan said.

[Nassan]

Nathan

As Nathan and his companions arrived back at the base, they quickly found themselves surrounded by thick smoke. The entrance of the base had crumbled apart, and rubble littered the compound. Nathan slowly entered as he examined his surroundings.

“Where the fuck’s everyone?” Di’kllr questioned, clearly in shock.

Nathan and Richard continued on to stride forward. As Nathan entered the building he yelped, “Fuck.” he had stepped on something unusual. Nathan crouched down and inched forward, as he got closer to the object, he almost stumbled back onto his bum. It was a hand, and the rest of the body was buried underneath rubble. Samuel. “Richard.” Nathan signalled to Richard as he continued to moving forward, fazed. As he entered the main living space, he glanced over Amy’s and Jordan corpse, At least they were both shot cleanly in the head, Nathan consoled as he tried to steady his quivering.

“Who are we missing?” Nathan hastily asked. His team was dead.

“Theresa, and also—“

Nathan eyes widened in terror, Nicholas. “Those fuckers took Nicholas’ corpse?” Nathan questioned in disbelief. Nicholas, what would they want with Nicholas? Nathan kneeled down and buried his face into his hands. He felt Richard place his hands on his shoulders. Control, he reminded himself. “They took Nicholas? And killed our entire team?”.

It’s all over, everything’s over. Nathan shut his eyes with anguish. Everything I’d done, reduced to nothing. Theresa, Nathan sensed. He quickly glanced at a crack in the wall. Nathan found himself and his remaining teammates staring at a middle-aged woman, shivering in her own urine and mumbling incoherently. Fear, guilt and doubt. Di’kllr cringed in repugnance, “That lady.” He said, “Shouldn’t we help her get up?”

“Leave her there, we need to retrieve Nicholas’ corpse.” Nathan commanded.

[Nassan]

Nicholas

“No please. Let me die. This isn’t right! Let me die!” Nicholas begged and squirmed.

“Subject’s unstable, sedate him.” The scientist in charge instructed. Two large brutes strode forward and held Nicholas down as a reptilian lady injected a transparent liquid into Nicholas.

“He’s stopping.” The scientist said. “Bring the crystal.”

Nicholas was still panting, but he couldn't feel any of his limbs, his head, misty and numb. Crystal, what crystal? He thought frantically. He isn’t supposed to be here. He felt so unclean, so dirty, so contaminated. He glanced from the corner of his eyes and saw a bright glowing blue crystal.

“Yess.. This should work…” the lady behind the doctor slithered. “Leave it…. In the tub…” she instructed and the Doctor followed. As he submerged the crystal into the tub, a blue vapour arose. The vapour crept closer towards Nicholas. “No! No! Please!” Nicholas felt revitalised with horror. He tugged his arms as the goons held him down. His legs swung wildly in the air as he pleaded, "Please. Let me go! Please!".

This isn't right...None of this is right... He thought. Nicholas arched his back in pain and screamed again as he found himself slowly enveloped in a bright cocoon. He screamed and yelled for help, but the doctor and the lady stood there, observing.

Nicholas flinched and spasmed in pain, every cell in his body flared up in agony. He continued to beg, “Kill me please!”, but no sound escaped the cocoon. Nicholas screamed one last time as he felt his world began to shake around him and he succumbed to the darkness.

[Nassan]

They were all crouching down on a cliff that presides over the ship. Nathan had no trouble looking for the ship, or rather, the army. The horde of emotions gathering at one location was easy enough to discern from the rest. The plan was simple, Nathan had decided that just taking retrieving Nicholas’ corpse wouldn’t be enough, they needed the entire ship, with Richard and the Skrull, he'd believed that they’d have no problem at all.

“Alright, Di.” Nathan called, signalling him to come forward so that they could whisper. “You’ll be in charge of piloting it after retrieving the ship. Do the thing with your extendy-fingers.”

Di chuckled, extendy-fingers, who is this guy, he questioned in his mind, “Yes sirree.” He responded.

“But before that, you’ll shift into one of the soldiers, and clear every single room, silently.” Nathan instructed.

“Kay.” Di responded again.

Nathan stared at Di curiously. “Questions?”

“Nope.”

“Me and Nathan will enter as back-up, as soon as they realize your presence or after you've cleared the ship.” Richard continued for Nathan. "Whichever's first." Nathan added.

“So, do we go now?” Richard and the Skrull both asked as they stared at Nathan, waiting for an answer.

"No, we wait for an opportunity.", Nicholas declared as he redirected his glance to the ship, "I'm sure the rest of the guys we came with have some beef with the leader of the ship.”.

[Nassan]

Part 1

Nathan

Nathan crouched as he paid close attention to the conflict unfolding beneath him. He sensed the intense rage the Demi-God held for the lizard standing coldly across him. The alien's name was Frieza. While Hiroshi, the Demi-God held rage, Frieza held contempt. Nathan squinted his eyes as he examined Frieza. Frieza was small, and pathetically unthreatening. This is who everyone was so worked up about? Nathan thought as he failed to comprehend Frieza’s strength.

Come on… Come on… Nathan rushed in his mind. Just fight already. Nathan felt that every second spent waiting for them to fight was just another second of Nicholas’ body possibly being desecrated. “Can we go yet?” Di’kllr asked lethargically for the 4th time, Nathan rolled his eyes as he couldn't even bother to answer Di’kllr.

“No. Shut up.” Richard commanded in Nathan’s place. “Hey.” Richard called as he tapped on Nathan’s shoulder, “Do you think Hiroshi might need some help?”

“I doubt it, we’ve seen him in action. He’s annoying as fuck but he can handle himself in a fight.” Nathan responded. Nathan stared intensely at Frieza, again wondering, “Who is this freak exactly?”

“You don’t know who Frieza is?” Di’kllr sounded astonished.

“No, but he certainly seems like a pretty big deal, from what I’ve heard.” Nathan responded.

“In earthling terms, he’s a top-notch douchbage.” Di’kllr quickly explained, “He trades planets for fun, and when things get dull, he blows them up.”

Richard eyes widened as he hastily returned his glance to the 5ft tall lizard standing across Hiroshi, “That little bug destroys planets?” He asked Di’kllr in disbelief.

“Mmhmmm.” Di’kllr responded.

“Guys, shut up.” Nathan commanded as he signalled the duo to crawl closer, “Look, it’s starting.” The trio laid prone as they inched closer to the edge of the cliff, only exposing the top of their heads and prepared to spectate the fight about to unfold below.

Their eyes widened in a mix of terror and awe as Frieza struck the first blow. The trio’s eyes couldn’t even catch up as Frieza seemingly vanished and reappeared inches away from the Halfling, striking him with a ferocious kick to his sides. The ground shook as the kick was disrupted by Hiroshi’s arm. The Halfling flinched as he blocked Frieza’s kick. Nathan felt his breath escape him as he realized how immensely powerful Frieza exactly was.

Nathan was about to signal his companions behind him to move forward onto the ship when he realized that the duo below had resumed speaking. Melodramatic fucker. Nathan cursed silently as Hiroshi ranted on.

“Natha—“Di’kllr attempted to call. “I swear, if you ask me on more time if we can go, I will cut you open like a lab rat.” Nathan snapped whilst trying his best to lower his voice to a whisper. “Fine.” Di’kllr shrugged and remained silent and Nathan returned his glance to the fighters below them. He squinted his eyes impatiently at the Halfling as he muttered under his breath, “Come on, dickwad.”

Nathan swore he had thought planning a heist to retrieve a stolen corpse and an entire ship would be far more interesting. Enough with the dialogue, hit one another already. But just as he was in the middle of rolling his eyes and mimicking Hiroshi’s speech, he noticed Hiroshi shifting into a battle stance.

“Fuck yeah! You go dickwad!” Nathan cheered softly as he signalled the others to get moving. Di’kllr quickly extended his torso and shifted into a flight of stairs behind the cliff. After Nathan and Richard had descended onto a rock beside the ship, they scouted a guard patrolling the side entrance of the ship, left wide open otherwise.

Nathan was momentarily distracted by the shockwaves emanating from the battlefield but he quickly turned his head towards the guards, indicating to Di’kllr that it was time for him to take them out. Di’kllr quickly extended his arms and wrapped them around the guard’s head, gagging him. Di’kllr’s still Namekian arms grew tighter and tighter until the guard landed onto the ground with a plop. Di’kllr dragged the guard behind the rock and proceeded to shift into the guard’s appearance. Di’kllr winked at Nathan as he strode into the ship, with his head obnoxiously propped up.

[Nassan]

Part 2

Di’kllr

Di’kllr dashed through the halls whenever he’s alone. He needed Nathan to have a home on Earth, and Nathan needed the ship and Nicholas’ corpse. Di’kllr searched room by room, squeezing through gaps under the doors, he would lunge at and wrap every enemy he saw with his thick arms. The soldiers would always attempt to yell for help, but their cries would remain unheard. Fast and efficient, Nathan’s voice reminded him. As he was making his way to his final room, he halted dead in his tracks. He had peeked under the doors, and what he saw was gruesome. Dead body parts littered all around the room and bloodstains splattered on the walls. He scanned the room as he squeezed his eyes further into the gap, there was no sign of life at all.

He had almost decided to leave until he noticed a body lying on the table. A body that looked almost human. This has to be Nicholas, he thought. But the body, although human-like, had continuous rows of red markings flowed from its chest all the way down to its lower abdomen. It could be a weird birthmark, human has those, Di’kllr rationalized, regardless Di’kllr squeezed under the door and examined the body. What the frack, Di’kllr cursed, I thought Nathan said he’s a corpse, this couldn't be him.

Just as Di’kllr was about to turn and leave, the body’s hand reached out and grabbed Di’kllr armour. “Gahhh.” Di’kllr yelled as he stumbled backwards, forcing the body to release him. The body shot up and glared at Di’kllr, “Leave me alone.” he said as he extended his arms threateningly, “Touch me again and I swear I will blow you up too.”

Nicholas

“Touch me, and you’ll end up like them.” Nicholas repeated himself. He had woken up abruptly and had realized that he really was still alive. It wasn’t one of those endless nightmares. He’d really killed the aliens experimenting on him. They got what they deserved, Nicholas convinced himself. He stared at his bare chest, red markings flowed from his chest down to his lower abdomen, What the fuck did they do to me, what the fuck did they do to me? Nicholas eyes widened as he frantically tried to claw off the red markings.

“Don’t come near me!” Nicholas yelled as the alien began to creep forward.

“Woah. Don’t worry. Are you Nicholas?” The alien asked gently with his arms up.

Nicholas stared mouth open, how did he know my name, Nicholas thought. “Yes. Nicholas. That—That’s my name.” He stuttered out.

As he told the alien his name, the alien looked staggered. “But Nathan said you’re supposed to be a corpse.” The alien mumbled. “Are you really Nicholas?” He asked again, slowly getting closer.

Nathan. Nicholas remembered, “Nathan sent you? Where is he?” Nicholas questioned frantically as he hastily tried to lift himself off the table.

“Woah. Stay where you—“ Di’kllr paused as Nicholas began to slowly float above the table. “Nathan didn’t say—“

“It’s new.” Nicholas said. “I didn’t know either.” He explained as he landed softly on hit feet. Nicholas was still drowsy from the operation, and he leaned against the table for support. As he placed his hand on the table, it flew forward, and crashing into the walls. What’s going on? Nicholas thought as he stared at his hands, unsure of what else he’d be capable off. Nicholas felt energy surging through his fingertips, and with every conscious thought, the energy flowed in a different direction.

“Nathan didn't say anything about that either.” Di’kllr muttered, still in shock. “Stay where you are, and no matter what, don’t touch me.” Di’kllr said as he cautiously took a few steps back. “I'm calling Nathan.”

Nathan

Nathan was astonished, he’d just received a message from Di’kllr. Could Nicholas really be alive? He asked himself.

“Nathan.” Richard called as he tapped Nathan repeatedly on the shoulder. “Only way to know if it’s true is to go and see it for ourselves.”.

Nathan nodded in agreement. “Let’s go.”.

“The entrance was completely clear, and the hallways seemed to be clear too. Di’kllr did a great job eliminating the enemy grunts. “, Nathan noted as he strode past all the doors. “According to him, the room we’re looking for should be right at the west end of the ship.” Nathan muttered as they continued moving forward. All of the damn doors look the same, Nathan whined. Just as Nathan was about to call Di’kllr he heard a voice he’d thought he’d never hear again.

“You were lying to me. Where’s Nathan?” It’s Nicholas. Nathan charged into the room, doors swung wide open. But as his glance fell upon Nicholas, he was momentarily taken aback. Scar-like rows of red markings covered his torso. All Nathan could mutter was, “What did they do to you?” Nicholas stared silently.

“It doesn't matter, you’re back now.” Nathan blurted as he crept forward.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”, Di’kllr broke in. “He has powers now.” He said cryptically.

Nathan glanced curiously at Nicholas, waiting for an explanation. “What is he talking about?” Nathan beckoned softly.

Nicholas stared at his arms as he reached forward and grabbed a plastic tray. Just a second later, the tray glowed purple and exploded across the room, shards of plastic littered the floor. Nicholas looked up and continued to stare, aimlessly at Nathan.

Nathan remained silent as he examined Nicholas’ expression. Nicholas was obviously afraid. Both of his resurrection and new powers. “You’re gifted.” Nathan uttered with a slight smile, mimicking an old friend. Nathan inhaled deeply as he continued to creep forward, inches away from Nicholas, he extended his hands and grabbed Nicholas'. "See. Just gifted.”

[Nassan]

G.I.F.T.E.D.

Earth, Khandaq

The G.I.F.T.E.D team. Blitz, typical speedster; Terror-bird, Kree hybrid; Paragon, Aeromancer, and your’s truly, Benjen, Sorcerer extraordinaire, all this power in one team, and we still can’t take this fucker down.

“Meht tcetorp!” Benjen yelled and a bright yellow energy barriers encompassed each of his team mates. Benjen examined his team mates, they were all done. “Grab them and leave, S.H.I.E.L.D. will send reinforcements.” A voice spoke through his communication device. I don’t think so, Benjen thought. “Agent Pro-“The voice ended mid-sentence as Benjen flings it to the ground.

He and his teammates were facing against Black Adam, the mission details listed him as an A-List target, but S.H.I.E.L.D. was unable to act as Adam had his own sovereign country, Khandaq. But Khandaq sovereignty was nullified by the UN a day before, when Black Adam himself declared was on the entire world. That was when his team was called in. it was their first big mission, but everyone in his team was thrashed single-handedly by Black Adam. Except him.

“Sretauqdaeh ot kcab meht dnes!” Benjen casted as he focused on his teammates. In an instant their limp bodies vanished. Benjen lifted himself off the ground and grinned as he notices a news camera hovering over him. This will be fun, Benjen thought as an imposing had begun to emerge from the cloud of dust. Benjen's eyes widened as he examined Black Adam’s tightly fitted body, he realized no one, and not even Terror-bird had scratched the tyrannical villain. Seems like he’s as strong as the notes say they are, Benjen noted.

“Your friends fought valiantly, are you here to try the same?” Black Adam questioned mockingly, raising both his arms taunting Benjen.

“Fuck you.” Benjen spat.

“A fast little boy, called himself Blitz, I think. Said you’d come and kill me for doing what I did to him.”, Black Adam smirked as he noticed Benjen growing visibly upset. “I kicked him into a building. I don’t think he got up from that.”, he continued.

“Lleh ot uoy hsinab I”, Benjen bellowed as black chains surrounded with yellow energy. This is it, he thought, he’ll be sent to hell. But just as Benjen was about to turn back and head back to the heli-carrier, he heard the chains snap.

“You fool! My gods own hell!” Black Adam’s voice rang in Benjen’s ears. How? He thought. Benjen’s eyes widened as Black Adam charged through the air, Benjen screamed, “Pots! Pots!”, but each incantation bounced off Black Adam as if they were nothing. “Tcetorp!” He managed to yell at the last possible moment, forming a yellow energy barrier around him.

Black Adam’s strike had caused Benjen to fly several block backwards, but he remained mostly unscathed. “Motherfucker”, Benjen spat as rose from his knees, but before he could stand, Black Adam appeared instantly, inches away from Benjen.

“Now, now. Little children shouldn’t curse.” Adam mocked as he waved his index finger in the air.

Benjen spat on Adam’s boot as he struggled to get up. “You little insolent brat.” Adam yelled as he retaliated with a knee to Benjen’s face. Benjen still protected by his enhancements, staggered backwards and fell back to his knees.

“Children like you and your friend really need to learn to respect their Leaders.” Adam went on. “Yor…” Benjen muttered incoherently. “What was that? Speak up boy.” Adam questioned, mocking Benjen again. “Yorrt—“Benjen muttered again. “A leader is busy, boy!” Adam said as he grabbed Benjen by his hair and lifted him in to the air. “Speak up, boy!” The ground shook as he bellowed.

“Yortsed…” Benjen managed to utter, and he was instantly surrounded by a yellow wall of light. The wall consumed everything around him like a torrent of tides. Every building around him collapsed into the ground. Benjen crawled up, and examined Black Adam from afar. He was flung at least 20 ft away. He’s down. Benjen told himself as he fell limp onto the floor with the sound of the heli-carrier in the distance.

[Nassan]

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"Oh fuck." Nathan bleated. His expression quickly turned gloom, "Someone's coming, and she's very angry." Nathan warned.

"God, give me a break." Di'kllr whined.

"You guys stay in this room, I'll go and handle whoever's coming." Richard asserted, "This shouldn't take long." He muttered to himself as he popped his neck and left the room. "Which direction?" He asked Nathan.

"Left." Nicholas answered, "Be careful, Richard."

Richard nodded in assurance as he strode down the left hallway, carefully examining his surroundings. Richard paused in his tracks as he noticed a woman standing across him. "So you're the person Nathan's all worked up about?", he teased, "You don't even look alien!", Richard proceeded to laugh as he folded his arms. "Look. Just leave. We don't want any trouble, and you shouldn't either. I wouldn't want to hit a lady." he snarked.

[Nassan]

"Oh fuck." Nathan bleated. His expression quickly turned gloom, "Someone's coming, and she's very angry." Nathan warned.

"God, give me a break." Di'kllr whined.

"You guys stay in this room, I'll go and handle whoever's coming." Richard asserted, "This shouldn't take long." He muttered to himself as he popped his neck and left the room. "Which direction?" He asked Nathan.

"Left." Nicholas answered, "Be careful, Richard."

Richard nodded in assurance as he strode down the left hallway, carefully examining his surroundings. Richard paused in his tracks as he noticed a woman standing across him. "So you're the person Nathan's all worked up about?", he teased, "You don't even look alien!", Richard proceeded to laugh as he folded his arms. "Look. Just leave. We don't want any trouble, and you shouldn't either. I wouldn't want to hit a lady." he snarked.

Kirana continued her walk towards him. She didn't like the way this human laughed at her, it seemed to be a condesending laugh of one ignorant of her powers. Perhaps he underestimated her purely cause she didn't look like a freaky alien. Lets fix that shall we? "You wouldn't want to hit a lady, huh?" She repeated. Then sped towards him at incredible speed. "What about if this lady hits you?" She asks. Before he could respond she slammed a fist into his gut. She didn't want to go too hard on him. She wanted him to realise the mistake he had made before she broke him. "Now, I've not been having the most wonderful day lately, so if you could just roll over and die, I wont have to use you as a human stress ball."

"Well, a lady really shou—“, Richard was about to retort as the lady lunged forward. "Oof!" Richard grunted as he staggered backwards, clutching his gut. "Little bitch." He snared, "I tried to be chivalrous but fuck you!", Richard roared as his entire body glowed into a hot crimson red, "Burn, bitch.", Richard muttered as hot plumes of bright fire escaped his mouth and streamed directly down the hallway towards the lady.

[Nassan]

"Well, a lady really shou—“, Richard was about to retort as the lady lunged forward. "Oof!" Richard grunted as he staggered backwards, clutching his gut. "Little bitch." He snared, "I tried to be chivalrous but fuck you!", Richard roared as his entire body glowed into a hot crimson red, "Burn, bitch.", Richard muttered as hot plumes of bright fire escaped his mouth and streamed directly down the hallway towards the lady.

There was a pause, a silence for a moment. Then Kirana chuckled. The fire wasn't nearly hot enough to hurt her. "Now now..." She stepped out of the flame. "Calling a "lady" a bitch is hardly chivalrous. Especially if you burn her clothes." She said, taking another step towards him, her clothes on fire but she was relatively unscathed. "I was going to give you the chance to run away, but i didn't really appriciate that." She said. Suddenly accelerating and grabbing the mans arm. She delivered a punishing headbutt before tearing off his arm. She then looked at the limb and tossed it away. Maybe went a little overboard there Kira... She noted to herself. Oh well, he had his chance to run...

Richard stumbled backward for a moment as he the lady emerged from the flames, unscathed. "What the--" he uttered just as the lady rushed forward again. Richard lifted his right arm, preparing to slam her into floor, but even before he could lift his arm, he was knocked backwards as the lady struck his chest with her head. He flinched immediately and clutched onto his chest. Before he could even react the lady gripped firmly onto Richard's left arm. "Fuck!" Richard yelled as he felt his arm twist and rip apart as it was torn off his torso. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." Richard muttered in pain as he clenched his jaw. "I'll fucking kill you!" Richard threatened as he lunged forward with his right arm.

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Richard

As Richard lunged forward, he the lady gripping onto his extended arm. No, Richard thought. He screamed once more as he felt his remaining arm twist and ripped apart from his torso. He body quivered as he heard a 'thud' as the arm fell onto the floor. Just as he was about to fall limp onto the cold floor, he felt the lady grab his neck and lifted him up. Richard, armless, had no strength left to even struggle, twitched helplessly in the air.

Nathan

"Fuck." Nathan muttered.

"What?" Nicholas questioned.

"Richard." Nathan said, "Richard isn't doing too well." Just as Nathan was about to elaborate, he was interrupted by a scream coming from the hallway. "Oh fuck.", Nathan cursed again as he leaned out the door, "Richard's really in trouble, whoever he's facing has to be really strong.". Nathan looked at Di'kllr as he signalled the Skrull to head out and help Richard. "Di', we need you.", Nathan reminded him.

"Oh hell no." Di'kllr quickly responded, "I've seen Richard fight, if he can't handle it, neither can--"

"GAH!" Another scream, this time, they were sure it was from Richard. Di'kllr eyes widened with fear, " You can't send me out there, whoever he's against's a beast." Just as Di'kllr attempted to continue his rant, Nicholas stepped in and declared, "I'll go, I'm starting to be able to control--" he paused as he stared as his hands, "Whatever this is.".

Nathan stepped forward and wrapped his arms tightly around Nicholas, "Be safe. Please."

Nicholas

Nicholas felt stronger than ever, he didn't want to admit it to Nathan after all the obscene atrocities was committed against him in the lab, but he felt better. He could feel the energy coursing in his body, some even leaking onto his surroundings. Nicholas spat on the ground as he swaggered down the hallway.

He halted and almost flinched in shock as he witnessed an armless Richard dangling in the air, held helplessly by an oddly, ordinary looking lady. Nicholas quickly dismissed his thoughts as he lifted himself from the ground, braced his arm forward and lunged at the lady, aiming to knock her away from Richard. His surroundings blurred as he charged towards the lady at incredulous speeds. "Let him go!" Nicholas demanded.

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"Ugh!" Nicholas grunted as the red blasts emitted from the lady's eyes landed on his bare chest. He was momentarily staggered, but after the first few blasts, the energy emitted from his skin deflected them and continued to stride forward."You don't need to know my name.", he muttered under his breath as he quickened his pace, extended his right arm and thrust forward and grabbed her head with his hand. "Either you leave this ship or you die." Nicholas threatened as he forcefully pushed forward, intending to bury her head-first into the wall behind her.

[Nassan]

"Ugh!" Nicholas grunted as the red blasts emitted from the lady's eyes landed on his bare chest. He was momentarily staggered, but after the first few blasts, the energy emitted from his skin deflected them and continued to stride forward."You don't need to know my name.", he muttered under his breath as he quickened his pace, extended his right arm and thrust forward and grabbed her head with his hand. "Either you leave this ship or you die." Nicholas threatened as he forcefully pushed forward, intending to bury her head-first into the wall behind her.

Her eyes widened as she saw her heat vision no longer work. She didn't react quick enough to stop her head from being slammed into the wall. Pain overcame her recently healed face. Suddenly she realized she was dealing with a much more serious opponent. She groaned for a moment, the high from beating Richard having left her and Patience began pumping adrenalin into her system. Suddenly she grabbed his arm and pushed very hard, attempting to shove him forcefully into the other side of the wall.

"You're not in any position to bargain." She said simply, accelerating towards the man and delivering a powerful kick aimed to the side of his leg, putting quite a bit for force into it, intended to trip him up. If he was on the floor, it would be much easier for her.

"Ah!" Nicholas cried as he was forced into the wall. As he attempted to lift his arms to push the lady back, he felt a sharp pain in his leg, fell to his knees and Nicholas found himself staring at the lady's waist. Fuck, Nicholas could feel the energy within him beginning to wane and the woman's blows seems to be dealing more damage, but he pushed forward and thrust his right fist forward, aiming to a plant right hook at the lady's sides.

[Nassan]

"Ah!" Nicholas cried as he was forced into the wall. As he attempted to lift his arms to push the lady back, he felt a sharp pain in his leg, fell to his knees and Nicholas found himself staring at the lady's waist. Fuck, Nicholas could feel the energy within him beginning to wane and the woman's blows seems to be dealing more damage, but he pushed forward and thrust his right fist forward, aiming to a plant right hook at the lady's sides.

Kirana grunted, taking the pain and folding slightly from the strike. She gritted her teeth in pain as the force struck her. "Enough of this!" She shouted. She picked her opponent up above her head and slammed him down on to the floor of the ship, pinning him down with her hand by the neck. She snarled as she felt Patience giggling in her mind, maddening her as she fought.

No. Nicholas thought as the lady lifted him up and slammed him onto the floor. Nicholas tried to push himself up but he was quickly forced back down. He squirmed and tried to land blows on to the lady as he tried to escape, but to no avail. Whatever strength he had, had quickly begun to fade. "Get off me." Nicholas grunted under his breath as he laid both his hands onto the lady's arms and gripped tightly. Nicholas felt whatever remaining energy he had left in his body flow into the lady's arms, more, he thought as he forced more energy into her arms. They lady arms should begin to vibrate with intensity, threatening to explode.

[Nassan]

Nicholas

"Say goo—“" Nicholas uttered just as he was kicked away. Nicholas landed into another wall. He tried his best to crawl his back up but he hadn't had the strength to even lift his arms. "Ughhh." Nicholas moaned as he knew, it was over. His ears rang and he felt blood dripping from the back of his head, and as the woman strode forward, he succumbed to the darkness.

Nathan

Nathan's body quivered with each impact he felt emanating from down the hallways. From what Di'kllr had described to him, Nathan knew Nicholas was far from defenceless. But as the battle drew longer, he felt Nicholas' confidence wane as the lady's grew. When Nathan felt Nicholas confidence fade completely, he convinced himself to interfere, I have the power to end her, Nathan thought to himself, I will end her.

"Di, prepare to start the ship." Nathan commanded.

"What? Now? What about the lady pummelling our mates?" Di'kllr questioned.

"I'll take care of her."Nathan muttered as he left the room. Nathan's strides began to quicken as he felt Nicholas' emotions fading. He's down. Nathan thought. As he turned into the hallway, he noticed Richard, lying unconsciously on the floor, arms torn from his torso, and Nicholas buried under a wall, barely conscious. He quickly glanced up as he laid his eyes on the culprit. A human? How could a human cause so much damage. Nicholas pondered for a moment but quickly dismissed his thoughts as the lady crept closer to Nicholas.

"This is it.", Nathan muttered under his breath as he stared into the lady's eyes. Nathan dug deep into her mind.

Doors of every shape and colour appeared before him, but only one interested him. What do you fear most? Nathan thought as he strode into a room, completely void of light. The room held nothing except for a box placed conveniently in front of Nathan. Nathan slowly slinked forward and unfolded the top, he smirked as all sorts of frightening demons were released into the lady's domain.

Nathan had crept into her greatest fears, and released them in a torrent of horror. If Nathan's technique had worked, the lady would fall victim to her greatest fears, she would scream in agony before fading away into unconsciousness.

[Nassan]

Nicholas

"Say goo—“" Nicholas uttered just as he was kicked away. Nicholas landed into another wall. He tried his best to crawl his back up but he hadn't had the strength to even lift his arms. "Ughhh." Nicholas moaned as he knew, it was over. His ears rang and he felt blood dripping from the back of his head, and as the woman strode forward, he succumbed to the darkness.

Nathan

Nathan's body quivered with each impact he felt emanating from down the hallways. From what Di'kllr had described to him, Nathan knew Nicholas was far from defenceless. But as the battle drew longer, he felt Nicholas' confidence wane as the lady's grew. When Nathan felt Nicholas confidence fade completely, he convinced himself to interfere, I have the power to end her, Nathan thought to himself, I will end her.

"Di, prepare to start the ship." Nathan commanded.

"What? Now? What about the lady pummelling our mates?" Di'kllr questioned.

"I'll take care of her."Nathan muttered as he left the room. Nathan's strides began to quicken as he felt Nicholas' emotions fading. He's down. Nathan thought. As he turned into the hallway, he noticed Richard, lying unconsciously on the floor, arms torn from his torso, and Nicholas buried under a wall, barely conscious. He quickly glanced up as he laid his eyes on the culprit. A human? How could a human cause so much damage. Nicholas pondered for a moment but quickly dismissed his thoughts as the lady crept closer to Nicholas.

"This is it.", Nathan muttered under his breath as he stared into the lady's eyes. Nathan dug deep into her mind.

Doors of every shape and colour appeared before him, but only one interested him. What do you fear most? Nathan thought as he strode into a room, completely void of light. The room held nothing except for a box placed conveniently in front of Nathan. Nathan slowly slinked forward and unfolded the top, he smirked as all sorts of frightening demons were released into the lady's domain.

Nathan had crept into her greatest fears, and released them in a torrent of horror. If Nathan's technique had worked, the lady would fall victim to her greatest fears, she would scream in agony before being fading away into unconsciousness.

Kirana exhaled as she saw Nicolas collide with the wall and her body stopped shaking. "Fucking Finally..." She muttered, walking towards the man and putting her foot above his head, intending to stomp on it until he died. That was, until she suddenly felt nauseous, clutching her head. She looked up to see the mental avatar of Patience. She seemed to be shouting something, perhaps a warning, but Kirana couldn't hear. She had blocked the AI out.

Then, all hell broke loose. Kirana wasn't sure what happened, nor would she ever be mostly as her brain shut down from sudden fear overload, but she did know it was scary. She managed a shriek before collapsing onto the ground.

Di'kllr

Di'kllr extended his head towards the battle as he grew curious of the outcome. The ship has already started and was preparing to take off. As he came upon the ruined hallway, he examined the bodies littered onto the ground. Nicholas' down, Richard's down, and armless, Nathan's down t— What do we have here? Di'kllr thought as his glance came upon a lady rugged by battle.

Well, Nathan would want her gone I guess, he sighed as he wrapped his elongated neck around her waist. Di'kllr lifted her limp body and bumped against a button with his forehead. A door quickly slid up in front of him, exposing the landscape surrounding the ship.

"Nice meeting ya." Di'kllr mumbled to himself as he flung the lady towards the Namekian soil and shut the door before lifting everyone back into the main room. The ship's engines began to roar as it lifted itself from the ground and propelled upwards into space.

[Nassan]

Part 1

Ivan

"So many..." Ivan muttered to himself as he counted the number of patients in the ward, 60? Today's bout to get real fun.

"Well, they're all mine then." he smirked as he positioned himself in front of a patient. "Daniel Rio." Ivan read from the label above the bed. As Daniel looked up and wondering who'd called him, his eyes widened in terror and he shrieked, "No. Nononono. It's not my time yet!" His arms frantically waving in the air as he squirmed back against the walls. Nurses charged to his sides and held him down, but none of them could see Ivan. Ivan strolled forward, humming delightfully as he ignored the nurses yelling for Daniel to calm down. "Daniel Rio.", Ivan repeated and lifted his spear. Daniel began to beg at spear-point. "Your soul is now mine.".

Daniel's arms fell limp across his chest as he muttered, "My soul now belongs to you.".

Ivan beamed as he relished his newly acquired soul. “Well, 59 more to go.”, Ivan thought as he continued to stroll past each bed, devouring one soul at a time.

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60 souls in a day, fucking in a strip club dedicated to yours truly and being worshipped by dozens of followers, man tonight’s a great night. Ivan thought, but something kept bugging him. As if he left out a part very important. Just as it was about to dawn upon him, the wall beside him collapsed in an explosion of necromantic hell-fire. Screams filled the air as his followers desperately tried to evacuate. Oh right, Dad's still outta get me.

“Almighty Ivan! It’s them again, the zombies!”, A burly junior with the word “Directioner” tattooed on his arms yelled frantically as he fell onto his knees in front of Ivan.

“Firstly, its Supreme Overlord King of All Things Badass and Almighty Ivan. Secondly, I know, I know. Get everyone out back. I’ll deal with this.”.

“Fucking zombies.”, Ivan grunted as he brushed some random couple still lying unconscious on his lap onto the floor.

Ivan lifted himself inches above the ground as he summoned his spear. “BURN FUCKERS!” Ivan yelled as he lunged his spear towards the horde of zombies and plumes of bright orange hell-fire erupted from its tip, engulfing each and every zombie ahead. "Woohoo!" Ivan cheered as he leaped right into the middle of the horde, spraying heat in every direction.

Among the horde of mindless grunts, a particularly huge undead beast emerged. "Motherfucker!", Ivan screamed as he charged towards the abomination. Ivan leaped into the air as he dodged the monster's mindless flailing, Ivan landed directly on the monster's head and lunged forward impaling it right between the eyes. The monster released a moan as it fell limp onto the floor.

Ivan strolled forward and stopped when he arrived inches away from a sickly looking bald man dressed in a tattered robes, laying on the floor, quivering with fear."So this is the necromancer he sent to kill me." Ivan muttered repugnantly as he examined the figure, still begging for mercy. "I fucking hate dad." Ivan grunted as he lunged his spear forward, stabbing the bald man through his neck.

[Nassan]

Part 1.5

Ivan

Ivan glanced around, examining the ruins of his well established strip club. The hell-fire he'd released had done more harm to his club than the zombies. Damn it dad, Ivan moaned at the thought of having his father to deal with again. He'd thought he'd at least have peace for a month. A part of Ivan knew however, that that was preposterous. What'd had he been thinking? Hanging out in his strip club, of course his dad would send goons for him.

"Boss. Boss." One of his followers called, kneeling on the floor as he did.

"What?" Ivan frustratingly responded.

"Are you going to do anything now?" Ivan was annoyed by his followers contempt, he had thought playing god would have been more amusing, but it was only one appeasement after another. He had no need for followers. Ivan smirked as he summoned his spear and lunged it towards the ceiling. "See y'all in hell boys!" Ivan yelled as hell-fire once emerged from the tip of his spear, engulfing the entire club and everyone with it.

"What should I do now?" Ivan mumbled to himself as he strode out of the flaming building. Ivan smirked as he came to a decision, time to meet big ol' daddy.

Ivan couldn't possible take on his dad alone, the only time he'd faced his dad was right after his creation, and he'd gotten his ass whooped. Ivan needed assistance, Ivan need agents—Agents of Hell.

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Part 2.0

Ivan

Hello John.” Ivan greeted as he appeared in a flash of ash and brimstone, hands tucked into his pockets. John wasn't the most prominent occultist Ivan knew, but he was certainly one of the more reasonable ones. If anyone could be convinced to look past Ivan’s own misdeeds and take on big ol’ daddy, it’d be John.

“Ivan.” Just as John was about to extend out his hand for a shake, John quickly cut in, “What in hell’s name are you doing in my apartment?” John demanded as he slunged out a handgun from the side of his trench coat and pointed it directly at Ivan’s face.

“Woah. Calm down!” Ivan exclaimed as he readily rasied his arms into the air, “I’m harmless, I swear.” Ivan said with a snarky green. “I just really need some help”, he assured.

“I’m retired, leave.” John grunted as he made his way to door.

“Nuh-uh. It’s a big ass demon, if we take it down, you’ll save thousands of lives.” Ivan said as he vanished and reappeared In front of door, blocking it.

“No."

“Come onnnnnn.” Ivan moaned, “He’s literally one of the big baddies you spent your entire career hunting for.” He continued.

“Fine, let’s just say that I agree, how would you go about taking him out?” John laid back against a chair, lighting a cigarette as he waited for a response. Ivan plopped onto his bum and sat cross legged like an anxious child, smirking as he began to explain his ingenious plan to John.

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“So how is it?” Ivan questioned as laid back against his arms.

“Fine. I'm in, but how are you going to convince the other one to join you? You guys haven't exactly been on best terms.” John replied as he took another puff of his cigarette.

“Leave that to me, I’ll come and get you later.” Ivan stood back up to his feet and snapped his fingers as flames engulfed him, leaving the scent of brimstone in his place.

[Nassan]

Nathan

Nathan's breath began to hasten as the events that had taken place on Namek replayed over and over in his mind. He'd just landed with the rest of his team, and is now resting in his room alone, in a base in San Francisco. As he'd entered the base, he examined the people around him, I left as a team of seven, yet only four returned. Nathan sighed in despondence as he began to doubt how capable of a leader he actually is. As Nathan bowed his head in personal shame, he felt a comforting hand placed warmly on his shoulder. At least Nicholas' still with me, he assured himself.

"Well I guess we should start--" Nicholas was just about to give instructions before Nathan cut in, "We should all rest. It's been difficult for everyone." Everyone mumbled in agreement. After all, Nicholas had died, and came back to life, Richard had his limbs tore off and Di'kllr's supposed home was destroyed. They all needed time to recollect their thoughts. Each of them left and entered their own respective rooms where they retired for the night.

Nathan flung his inventory onto the floor and threw himself onto the bed. No place like home,Nathan thought as he rolled comfortably on his bed. He's going to need to inform the deceased's family members tomorrow morning, the very thought of doing so caused Nathan to smother his face against the mattress. At least Nicholas' alive,he reminded himself again.

After all, that is the ultimate silver lining. Before he'd left for Namek, he'd thought he felt nothing for Nicholas, the trip thought him otherwise, what he had for Nicholas was real, and a part of him was content with that. Nathan moaned again as the thought of having to visit the family of his deceased team mates resurfaces. "So much shit's going on in my life, if only it could be simpler." , Nathan mumbled under his breath, as if in prayer.

As Nathan was silently cursing into his mattress, a hoarse voice greeted him, "Hey sweetie.". The voice struck Nathan like a pile of bricks. His eyes widened in terror, Nathan was sure it wasn't time yet, he had at least a month more till his birthday, It couldn't be him, Nathan prayed as he slowly tilted his head. He flinched back as he looked upon the figure in front of him. Ivan, Nathan confirmed. Nathan examined the demon as he stood there, smirking, as if enjoying Nathan's torment. He was dressed in his typical outfit, a pair of skinny jeans and a tight tank top, both completely black. Nathan had to admit, there might have been a time when Ivan's bad-boy attitude and tight fitting clothes might have attracted him but that was almost a decade ago, when Nathan was just an adolescent teenager, now, Nathan was plainly repulsed.

"The fuck are you doing here so soon?", Nathan managed to utter as he tried his best to maintain his composure.

[Nassan]

Part 2.5

Ivan

Ivan's plan was simple, all he needed John to do was to use Ivan's powers to bind his demon daddy's essence deep into the void. Ivan would provide the raw magical energy, and John would provide the delicate touch, if it were just an everdyay demonic runt, that would've been enough, but to successfully carry out his plan, Ivan needed to weaken his dad before John could step in, and that was where he came in.

To say that he was on bad relations with the kid was a gross understatement. The kid absolutely loathed him, and his loathing may very well be justified, but Ivan didn't care, he was a fucking demon. He always get what he wants, it remained true in the past, it remained true now. He smirked as Nathan squirmed back in terror when he'd arrived in front of him. Still afraid aren't you? Ivan delighted in his mind. Although he understood Nathan's repugnant attitude against him, he really couldn't care less.

"Come on, don't be rude. Shouldn't you greet your guests?" Ivan teased, his egoistic grin tugged at the corners if his pink lips, pleased at Nathan's reaction.

"What. The. Fuck. Do. You. Want.", Nathan huffed, back still against the wall.

Ivan bent over and chuckled at the sight of Nathan's fear. "Really, Nathan, after all we've be--"

"We didn't do anything. You fucking did. Now shut up and leave."

Ivan stood up and straightened his tank top, his expression quickly turned serious and daunting after Nathan's declaration, "Fine. Let's talk business then." He said as he folded his arms and fell onto his bum, sitting comfortably on Nathan's floor. "I need your help, I--".

"Wait, hold up. You need my help?" Nathan mocked, "The great Ivan needs my help?" He scoffed as he rolled his legs over his bed, sitting in a more upright manner. "Fine. What is it?" He finally said.

Ivan's eyebrows quirked in frustration, as each year passes, Nathan's repugnance towards Ivan seem to grew, he'd thought Nathan would forget about the experience they had as time passed, but Nathan's repugnance seemed to be everlasting. Ivan bit his lower lips as he considered his next words. "I know your skills with the powers I've granted you have been improving. I can sense it.", Ivan muttered, examining Nathan's expression as he continued, "I'll need your help to take down a fellow demon. It'd be as beneficial to your cause as it is to mine." He finally revealed.

Ivan kept silent, waiting for a response, but Nathan seemed to be expecting Ivan to provide a more elaborate explanation, staring coldly into Ivan's crimson eyes. Ivan sighed as he continued, "He's a hell-lord, and usually impossible to defeat in his own realm, I'll draw him out and you'll have to weaken his mind while a friend of mine will take him out.". Ivan examined Nathan's expression again, he was still staring coldly at Ivan.

"What?" Ivan finally asked impatiently.

"You're still hiding something." Nathan finally responded, "Who is he. Why are you trying to remove him?".

Ivan silently cursed in his mind, he'd knew Nathan was slowly getting more perceptive, but he'd hoped that he'd able to outmanoeuvre him this time. "He is my father." Ivan finally admitted.

Nathan fell over onto his back as he began to laugh hysterically, "Wait, so you, Ivan, have daddy issues?", he exclaimed as he continued to laugh.

Ivan stared despondently at Nathan, he wasn't completely unaware of how pathetic he sounded, to be begging someone he'd once tormented for help, but he was desperate, and Ivan could easily get revenge on Nathan after his daddy issues are solved. "Yes, Nathan. I have daddy issues.", Ivan admitted reluctantly. "Look, if you help me, you'll be saving thousands of lives. Please Nathan.", he'd actually resolved to begging, Nathan will pay, later, he convinced himself.

Ivan stared at Nathan's expression. What had been cold slowly shifted to one of concern. Could Nathan actually have enough empathy to care for his tormentor? Ivan wondered. The room remained silent for almost a full minute until Nathan finally relented, "Fine.".

[Nassan]

Part 3.0

Ivan

Ivan couldn't help himself but smirk, the plan was remarkably amazing, and now he finally gets to see it unfold with his own eyes. "Ready boys?" He called out to the pair standing apprehensively behind him, Nathan was still nervously glancing around, fidgeting with his fingers as he desperately tries to figure out Ivan's next move. "Why are we here?" He asked as he looked around at the hordes of people dancing their asses off. It was the greatest dance party of the year, and it had over thirty thousand participants,"You said no one would get hurt.", Nathan continued. "I promise, no one would get hurt.", Ivan replied as he attempted to give a warm smile.

Ivan strode forward with gusto as he inserted himself deeper into the crowd, "Wait for my signal!" He yelled behind. Dad, I hope you're watching, this gon get reaal good.

Nathan

Oh dear god save me, Nathan prayed. Social events always get to Nathan, he had never been comfortable in a crowd, and today was no exception, especially considering Ivan's here. "What is he planning?", he muttered to himself under the loud blasts of music, trying to keep himself focused on the task. "Don't be nervous.", he heard a gruff voice assure him, it was John, John Constantine. He must've noticed Nathan's nervous fidgeting. "How can I not be ?", Nathan replied, "We're in a crowd of atleast thirty thousand people with Ivan around.".

"We're already here, if we don't stop big daddy demon, more than thirty thousand people's lives will be in danger.", John reminded him. Great, now I'm even more nervous., Nathan thought as he drifted away from John, towards a counter. It'll be fine, Nathan assured himself that Ivan would uphold his promise as he took another drink from a the counter next to him, he'd almost dropped it when he'd noticed Ivan standing before the entire crowd on a large pedestal.

Ivan

"Ladies and Gentlemen!" He bellowed into the crowd, trumping any music in volume. He jittered with excitement as the music stopped and the crowd transfixed their stares at him. After he'd examined the crowd, and was sure that he'd everyone's attention, including Nathan's, he continued, "Now everyone, as much as I love trashy dancing, I think we should all take a break.", the crowd began to boo in protest, "Now, now.", he quelled, "Just for a little bit, y'all will love what's coming next.", Ivan raised his head and glanced at the stars. it's finally time, he decided as he summoned his spear in a puff of ash and brimestone. He chuckled as he heard 'woo's and 'ah's from the crowed, even in their time of doom they act like monkeys.

He raised his spear and thrusted it towards the heavens, "In the name of my lord Father, Agares, I condemn all of you to eternal damnation!". In an instant the crowd was surrounded by walls of hell-fire, trapping them as they screamed and prayed. "I summon thee, Lord Father, Agares. Sony swyt odd!". Take them all, that is if you can, Ivan smirked as a pentagon of hell-fire formed in the skies. As Ivan was examining the crowd, enjoying the chaos that had surfaced, his eyes landed on Nathan, Nathan was glaring intensely at him, obviously upset at this betrayal.

Got'cha, Ivan thought as he delivered a smug wink. He knew Nathan would never pass up an opportunity to eliminate a hell-lord, and neither would John. The thought of John reminded him of his next step. Ivan snapped his fingers and he quickly vanished into a cloud of brimestone, only reappearing moments later, standing, hands in pockets, in front of John.

[Nassan]

Part 3.5

Ivan

"Sorry John!" Ivan yelled as he forced his essence into John's physical body. He had spent months laying curses on John's body, slowly weakening the gates. As Ivan's essence charged forward, he felt John resist, but the resistance ended in a moment as Ivan raised his new hands and stared in disbelief, the very ground Ivan-John stood broke out into blue flames. The energy he felt coursing through him was immense, he felt like he could take on the world. "Fuck yeah!" The Earth under him shook as he cheered. "Come on Dad!" he yelled as the hell-fire pentagon formed in the skies dissipated, leaving a hellish portal in it's wake.

Nathan

No, Nathan prayed silently, a part of him knew Ivan would betray him, but even he thought Ivan wouldn't dare to harm this many people. Thirty fucking thousand peoplem, Nathan reminded himself. He felt like if he had taken the drink previously, he'd urinate in his pants this very instant. The crowd was entrapped in within walls of flame, a large pentagon made of fiery hell-fire appeared in the skies, and John. John's trench coat was torn apart, exposing a pentagon shaped scar underneath on his bare chest. The scar ignited in blue flames and John screamed frantically before his head fell forward. It isn't John, Nathan knew.

Just as he'd thought the situation couldn't get any worse, his attention was brought back to the pentagon drawn out in the skies, only to have found that it'd disappeared, leaving something even more hellish in it's wake. A crimson red portal had formed, and slowly, a Satyr-like creature with red skin of massive proportions, at least twice the height the Eiffel Tower crept out. He took back what he thought, now is the moment when he'd urinate in his pants if he could.

As the demon slowly manifested onto the earthly plane, Nathan stared in disbelief. Ivan thought I would be able to enter the mind of that? But just as the thought had formed, it dawned on Nathan. He could enter it's mind. He could control it, and he would use it to completely wreck Ivan. Fuck you Ivan, he'd wanted to say as he winked towards Ivan.

Nathan steadied his quivering as he fell to his knees and kneeled on the floor. Nathan extended his arms and glared at the demon as he forcibly dug his way into the demon's mind. It took every Nathan everything he had, but after a short-- but intense struggle, he was in. As he entered the demon's conciousness, Nathan only felt one thing, It feels so wrong. The mind of the demon felt perverted, and being forced into it made it feel, if possible even worse. But Nathan had no choice, with a thought, Nathan controlled the demon's actions. Nathan struggled as the demon continues to retaliate against the invasion of his mind, but Nathan's will was stronger, the demon raised his arms and uttered an incantation, "Odd ab uai qedd faq ra." and in an instant, the crowd vanished.

Nathan forcibly turned the demon towards Ivan-John and managed a wink as he enjoyed Ivan's shocked expression. Nathan felt so much power in his control, he was practically drowning in raw power, incantations of a million different spells flowed around him. Bitch, you dead, Nathan thought as he lifted the demon's right arm and prepared to smite Ivan.