61394: He got set on fire by the Phoenix Force. I thought that was decent enough

Time: Er I have a bit of a policy about breaking up couples I have no problems with. You do recall that Cyclops is on Team Superboy, right?

Book: Dick will have only 5. And assuming that I ca get around to developing Storm more, the number is filled

Guest: Ah, my all but Beta Reader has returned. And I will try to end Rotworld this chapter or next. Then we get to meet up with Wally. And the idea of that black hole was not used for that simple reason, and the fact that Zatanna is not Doctor Fate. And that actually is a point in the Mormon faith: their marriages can be 'sealed'. So, let's say your a married Mormon and your wife dies. If you remarry and resealed, the three of you would live together in Heaven (if one of you goes to Hell...I don't think you'd be able to skype). How that would work if, in theory, you were Bisexual and married a man and a woman after one dies, I'm not sure, but considering how the Later Day Saints spearheaded Prop 8, I don't think anyone would answer that without bias.

And now, to go back to last chapter's cliff hanger.

Also, should a second base be made for team Superboy? If so, any particular Marvel locations that could be used for that. I think the Savage Land myself, and have just the perfect plan to add it in. In totally unrelated news, I'm doing a little short story in the JP universe.

Mid State New York, Hospital

"Gray...Jean..."

The eyes of the red haired Jean Gray began to flicker open, as she saw herself looking up to the entire Bayville High School Girls Soccer Team and their coach, an older, glasses wearing man named Robert Kelly.

"Er...what happened?" She asked as she found herself in a hospital bed in a hospital gown, a machine measuring her own pulse next to her bed.

"You...you were in a car accident, a drunk driver" the coach began as Jean had an alarmed look "You came in pretty bad..."

"Mom...Dad..."

"You were the only survivor" the coach said gravely...

"No...its not...they can't be..." Jean began to say in horror "NO..." she groaned in horror, as suddenly everyone around her had a glazed look and collapsed to the ground.

As they did, she began to get random thoughts in her head, that weren't her own.

'Poor Jean'

'How can she afford to drive me home now'

'Does that mean I'll have a shot at college scholarships'

'Jean is so attractive in that gown. I envy the doctors who put her in it'

The last thought came from her coach, and caused her to look rather ill.

"GET OUT OF MY HEAD YOU CREEP!" She yelled as she kept getting their thoughts coursed in her head. As more people kept collapsing, and more memories kept coursing through her head.

'Why can't my son get better grades'

'My job should pay better'

'Damn machine isn't giving out my soda'

"SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!"

She had to get away...get away from the torrents of, thoughts.

Bursting out of the bed, she doesn't notice that she levitated a bit. She did not notice that telekinetic forces were putting more cloths on her. She did not notice that the doors opened on their own .

All she wanted to do, was get away from the voices. But one voice remained

'Bring life. Bring Life. Bring Life'

Later, all but Kelly would awaken, for he somehow had become brain dead. When they investigated his house and found images from the girls locker room after games in there, no one missed him.

Rotworld

At the cost of Vandal, who apparently had some anti Phoenix knife made of the bones of some girl Wally would eventually meet up with in many ways, the Ultron army began to collapse.

But the army of the Rot had just arrived, and was currently at arms.

A rot version of Icon snarled as Ororo blasted him in the face with a blast of lightning.

"You know, I was just minding my own business" she commented in a slightly middle eastern accent as she blew away rot versions of Chesire and Mettle away.

"I didn't ask for powers" she summoned a blast of cold that froze a zombie version of Kitty Pryde

"I didn't ask to be with heroes" she electrocuted a rot monster version of some guy in a devil costume

"I am NOT a hero!" a blizzard emitted from her blew away a Asian batgirl rot zombie.

"I JUST WANT TO LIVE!"

As the battle waged on, more entered warfare.

The Hulk clashed with Rot Superman, immense levels of strength colliding like two locomotives.

Rot Reed Richards wrapped himself around the red haired Phoenix girl, who yelled in rage as a unearthly fire burst out from her. Mister Rubber promptly began to melt like plastic in a fire.

Thor hammered his way through zombie Flash's body.

A rot version of toad hopped onto the back of Raven's cloak, which promptly strangled him.

Dick was going to go after Rot Bane, but he suddenly collapsed. Bane didn't get a chance to eat him though, as Donna smashed him from above with a Amazonian pile drive as she, Zatanna and Barbara formed a defensive threesome around him, like a triangle.

"I don't know what just happened" Barbara deadpanned, everyone not catching the fact that Red Torpedo had also collapsed.

?

Dick found himself floating in a dark void, with no sign of anything.

"Dick Grayson" voices began to ring out around him.

"Robin"

"Chum"

Out of nowhere, blueish ghost like forms began to rise out of the darkness itself.

"What are you?" Dick demanded to some disgusting fish like creature.

"We are part of the Parliament of Decay, Neptune's beard aren't you an idiot"

"We are Representative of what has been lost" a ghost of Superboy deadpanned, but sounding like a hundred familiar voices were talking at once, with his just slightly louder.

"The Rot is the end, dude" a ghost version of Kid Flash said in a bad imitation of the real Wally.

"It was the end a long time for you anyway" Ghost Rocket pointed out

"You were living on borrowed time" ghost Artemis told him

"Ever since I adopted you" ghost Batman bat-scowled.

"Give in to the Rot, Master Dick" ghost Alfred spoke.

"It will all be easier" said ghost Megan

"You can be with us" A ghost version of a familiy in dress that looked like circus versions of a uniform with a large bird

"Forever and ever" ghost versions of the Flying Graysons spoke as Dick closed his eyes.

His mom...dad...

"Just because something is easy, does not make it right"

A non ghost voice spoke out, breaking Dick from his melancholy as a non blue person appeared in the void. He was dark skinned, white haired and had gills.

"Ka...Kaldur" Dick said in surprise.

"Hello, Dick. It has been a long time" the Atlantean said calmly.

"But...where did you come from?!"

"I was in the Robot. My father, Black Manta, managed to place my mind in it as his last act as a human" Kaldur explained calmly "While he is a violent criminal, he still makes a decent father...even if I was under Starro Tech control"

"Dick" where did he learn his name anyway "You are strong. You possess great will power. But where is that power now? Will you really give up, join pathetic facsimiles of those you cherish? Your a hero, your a leader, You are the first, and best, Sidekick"

"Will Today be the day you give that all up?"

Dick had a neutral look on his face, before he looked at who had formerly been versions of his friends and family with a look of strength he had not had since he ran into his uncle. They had changed into disturbing blue faces, with no trace of his loved ones and friends.

"I will never join you! I will fight to live! I will fight to allow those I care about to live! Zatanna, Barb, Donna...you will take none of their lives, or the lives of anyone else. This ends here!"

However, before Dick could figure out how he could actually follow through his that boast...

"YOU HAVE PROVEN YOURSELF!" a powerful voice rang out as the Rot froze. Dick blinked in confusion, as all reality began to fade away.

True, He, Zatanna, Donna, Barbara, Ororo and Thor were still there, but all of reality had become white. Pure, utter whiteness.

Then, color began to reform. Reality began to build itself anew, into that of a throne engraved with precious gold and stone. On it, sat a large man, tall and noble looking. He had a eye patch, a long beard and was dressed in gold armor.

"I am Odin, Lord of Asgard."

"The Norse God?" Donna asked in shock "So he isn't a nut"

"Silence woman"

"You be silent" Odin told Thor harshly "Yes, I am the Norse God. And yes, we do know of your gods, Amazon...I don't particularly like your father though"

"I don't have a father..." Donna began

"Never mind that. I placed you all in that, simulation of a worse case scenario, which your friend Conner Kent, another bound by unwilling polygamy, managed to avert by stealing the sample of the Rot from the Light's former base at Cadmus and placed it in a secure area."

"WHY!? Zatanna demanded

"Because I wished to snap young Son of Gray out of his angst. I had also hoped to give my son a chance to learn humility. While the Son of Gray has snapped himself out of his, I do believe Midgard calls it a 'Funk', you, son, are still as arrogant as ever. And so, until you learn humility: I tie you, Thor, to these five as a Midgardian concept called, a Lackey"

"YOU WHAT!?"

England

Emma had always been an unattractive girl.

She was small chested, her feet were big, her brown hair had no lush to it, her face was like a horses, she could never loose that bit of fat and wore the ugliest glasses imaginable. Her father, a member of the House of Lords...was never pleased with her.

She could never get the grades he wanted. And for her latest, as her american host family she had in Boston called the corresponding grade, C, she was, punished.

Odd how she did better when she was on the other side of the ocean from her father

But, as she cried, she suddenly was set on fire. But it did not hurt. Nothing at all hurt as the fire seeped into her very being, her very cloths, her very brain.

The fire lasted for seven minutes, before the fire began to sink down into her skin and vanish, as she felt, kind of strange.

She collapsed, her center of gravity felt off. It was when she found herself staring at a puddle, she realized something was...different about her.

"My...my hair" it was blond, shining and lovely, her face now of aristocratic beauty, and her glasses were gone, but she could see clearly. Pushing herself up, she gasped in shock at what had changed about her.

Her body looked like it had been replaced with someone from sports illustrated. Her breasts and hips were larger than any of her father's five previous trophy wives. She was taller, perfectly in shape and somehow was dressed in a white leotard with opera gloves and lengthy boots.

"I look like a porn star" she said with disgust. Just because she had boobs larger than her head did not meant they had to be shown off.

Of course, she then got the full blast of having been in an alley near the University of London, and its over 125,000 students (Higher education was easier to get with the Light controlling the earth).

'Oh, Brave New World'

'The Cotangent of a Triangle can be found by dividing 1 by the Tangent'

'The first true noble gas is Neon'

Her newly discovered telepathy was copy and pasting the entire collective knowledge of an entire college. This went on for a quarter of an hour, before she collapsed and the voices stopped flooding through her.

But a voice remained in her head

'Destroy life. Destroy life. Destroy everything'

It would seem, that when the Phoenix was split into two: it was into the embodiment of life, and the embodiment of death.

Elsewhere on the European Continent

In the nation of Vlatava, in the bed of a queen, a queen with a transplanted heart suddenly began to glow, as the Mutagen affected its latest being.

Just as a speeding knight approached Vlatava's borders

A/N. Emma Frost was actually a rather plain girl in her youth with grade problems. While her changes were more the result of plastic surgeries, I had more room here. She was also of higher class Massachusetts origin, but I think the House of Lords