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Add date: 08/01/2016
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Trench Coat on a Tortilla
"... You need a firm hand. You need a Father. And I am your Father now. Be obedient, children … Or this will be your fate. It's a new day, on Earth and on Heaven. Rejoice!" Preached the one surviving angel that stood above the corpses of his fellow in Heaven.
"Okay, that is just creepy. Even Vlad wasn't such a fruitloop and that dude was criminally insane!" Said Danny Fenton – ex-hero and savior of Amity Park, Slayer of Pariah the Dark and Halfa extraordinaire – as he and his mentor – ClockWork, Master of Time and Youngest of the Four Primordials – were examining the whole ordeal from above at ClockWork's Tower. "This brings new heights to the quote 'Absolute power corrupts absolutely'"
"True. Unfortunately, the bird's power-up has only a very short lifespan before the poison that it took in with the stolen souls will start to break free again and will destroy Earth like they did to Venus." Stated ClockWork before adding "They only have a 34,21% success rating for sending the beasts back to Purgatory. So, are you ready to face your old friends, Daniel?".
"As ready as I will ever be. Jazz has always accused me of a hero-complex." He countered solemnly at the reminder of his late sister.
"Very well. I don't need to remind you that my brother doesn't take to kindly to being bound." Red eyes meeting blue "And warn the Winchesters about the Mark when you are at it. We don't need to replace one threat with another and more dangerous threat, do we? The eyeballs are still debating our actions for redirection of the Apocalypse."
ClockWork only got a nod before the immortal 17 year old jumped – in human form – through a portal that was displaying a junkyard.