A note from Chablis: Oh, I'm a bitch; I'm a bitch, who doesn't update when she's supposed to. Yep, dear readers I lied to each and every one of you. I doled out empty promises of regular updates, left and right. Unfortunately that was before I realized that Gov. School is hard, College applications are long, that I work weekends, and I just like sleeping a lot. So there you go, excuses by the bucket load. Oh well, I am done confessing, so on to the story. I will try to do better next time (but probably not).

It was dark and the heat burned into skin, corrupting her body and mind. She didn't want to be here, she wanted to be in paradise. Hadn't she repented for her sins? Hadn't she given up her precious earrings?

The Justice League had lied, here she was in a place that was worse then the town that feared her, worse then the stares of the people, just... It was the last place she wanted to be.
There was fire everywhere, but it burned with an unnatural intensity, and fury. The air was humid and heavy and it hurt to breath. All around her the moans of people filled the air, people who seemed to know that they were here forever and couldn't even muster a scream. Just a pathetic moan.

And it scared her.

Scared her, the lady who could make everyone's fears come to life, was terrified.
She was Scream Thief, nothing should fill her with terror, but this did.
She held back a whimper, and walked down the path that was in front of her. She looked around, but her surroundings were the same, dark flame, heat, and the invisible beings whimpers.

She walked slowly making sure that nothing ganged up on her, when you're in hell you never know what's going to happen, its just one of those fact of life things.
Then suddenly out of the flame a being stepped out. He was tall, masculine, with black hair, a beard, and a permanent smug look plastered onto his face.

"Scream Thief?" he boomed out at her. She repressed a shiver and replied.

"Yes, I am what do you want?"

"I want you to help me." He said, while stepping forward, but she shirked back, closer to the flames.

"Why?" she squeaked, her voice betraying her alarm.

"Because, dear girl, you're going to get me a soul. And not just any soul. This is going to be a Justice League Soul" he smiled, still advancing ever closer. Scream Thief found herself backed against the wall of flame. The sulfur invaded her nostrils, and she could feel the palms of her hands beginning to singe.

"Who are you?" The man smiled as he became stopped in front of her and bent down, so his face was equal to her's.

"Oh, I thought you would be brighter then that. Isn't it obvious? I am Hades Lord of the Underworld."

"And, you want the Justice League's soul?" she asked timidly, not sure if she should stare directly at the Lord of the Dead, least it be a punishable offense. She wasn't well versed in the proper Undead Hierarchy Etiquette.

"Not all of their souls, I just need one. I'm not greedy." he shrugged.

"Umm, my lord, may I ask you why?" She flinched hoping that if he decided to strike her, she would be ready for the blow. Hades ignored her submissiveness and continued.

"I want the soul of one of the greats. I want the soul of someone 'super.' Do you know about reincarnation?" he asked sweetly, showing rows of white, pointy teeth. Though it was hell they obviously had good dental care.

"Yes." she nodded.

"The Justice League members are reincarnations of something or someone who started the whole rigmarole that is the universe. Their destiny was plotted out by birth and though, they may not know it, their souls do."

"Who are they reincarnations of?" she asked interestingly. He smiled; he loved to show off his intelligence, all of his lackeys were too stupid to appreciate him.

"Superman is the reincarnation of Zalof the god of the sun. Batman is the reincarnation of Nertok god of night. Hawkgirl is the reincarnation of Laurel goddess of the sky. Wonderwoman was Horticka goddess of woman, and fertility. J'onn was the god of health, and intelligence Faltor. Green Lantern was god of justice Kiltra. And Flash was the god of wind, and time Xtha." he said as he reeled off the names.

"Umm, not to show my insolence lord, but I have never heard of any of those gods." she said, staring at the hulking figure before her.

"Of course you don't, that's because a) you're ignorant, and b) they were the originals who created the world and the universe. They were there before time began. See it goes a little something like this. They were around, created everything that you have come to know and love, and then they stopped being around and Chronos and his band of fun loving miscreants took over, and blah blah blah, Zeus, blah blah blah, Jesus. Do you get were I'm going with this?" he asked.

"I think so. But, what of other super heroes, such as Aquaman, and the villians, are they reincarnations too?" she questioned.

"Only lesser gods and demons nothing special. You are a reincarnation yourself." Hades shrugged.

"I am?" she whispered.

"Yes, but onto matters of more pressing urgency." he said playing off her curiosity.

"What?" she asked excitedly.

"You must get one of the reincarnations to sign their soul over to me. If that happens, I will get the power of that god, and be free from the underworld forever!" he yelled in triumph.

"How?" she asked sharply.

"What do you mean how. I get the soul of a Leaguer, and that soul carries with it residual memories as an omnipotent god like being. Ps. Try not to get me Wonderwoman's, I don't really see myself has having much use for Fertility powers. Then with that soul, I can use it as a bargaining chip to get out of this hellhole. An added bonus of my plan is that with the soul, all of the cosmos gets thrown out of line. Any way, before I send you back to the surface world, I want you to take these." he said taking out a small sapphire ring and a pair of earrings from a dimensional pocket.

"My fear-rings! But what's that?" she asked reaching out for to take it the trinkets.

"I know that you hate the way you look but with this ring," he slipped it on to her finger. Suddenly she was beautiful. Long black hair replaced the dingy pale blue frizz. Her teeth no longer jagged and crooked, resembling Kelly Ripas, then the lead singer of the Pouges. Her eyes lightened from red, to a pale blue and from the sudden weight being applied to her chest, she was positive that she had gone from a B cup to a D.

"I'm gorgeous." she whispered as she looked in the mirror Hades had pulled before her.

"All you have to do is get one soul, just one soul, and then you will be free from me, from hell. And that's not all. Not only do you regain possession of your immortal soul, but I'll throw in the fear-rings (as you so quaintly call them), and appearance enhancing ring. Agree in the next five minutes, and this deal comes with a free paid subscription to Newsweek." he schmoosed.

"I will." Hades smiled and produced a contract and a crimson red feather pen.

"Sign on the dotted line." he gave the pen to her, and she quickly signed. The contract disappeared in a puff of sickly sulfuric smoke, and he gave her back her crystalline earrings. Scream thief took them, cradling them gently in her hands before she hooked them back on. She was complete now.

"I have all the instructions here, I think you know what to do. I am sending you back to the mortal world. Every thing is in this packet its all pretty self explanatory, and the last page is a contract similar to the one you signed." he waved his hands and a thick packet of papers fell into her hand. Hades gave on last wave of his hands and Scream Thief disappeared from sight.

That was too easy he thought before letting out a maniacal laugh, it just felt right at a time like this.

And now I begin to slowly unravel the D.C. time line, destroying years and years of Justice League history like it was kind of flammable piñata.