Shiva never imagined the dramatic effect returning to Hekate's Shadowrealm and learning of the Goddess with Three Faces' rebirth would have much affect on someone…or something.

But Bastet feel under a category all her own.

The Destroyer guessed that it was because the Cat Goddess believed that it was he who had reawakened the Yggdrasill and established the Shadowrealm back to it's former glory. Little did she know that Hekate's revenge before would be nothing compared to seeing Bastet in flesh and blood…and hers to destroy.

And he had no intention of telling her that Hekate would do infinite worse things to her than he ever could. He was going to revel in the Cat Goddess' pain and fear.

He could be slightly sadistic occasionally.

"What…what are you going to do with me?" She half spat, half stuttered. Bastet was afraid and angry. Scared and enraged. Terrified and infuriated. And all this was made worse by the fact that the goddess was, and has always been, undeniably insane.

"I intend to do nothing to you," He said, enjoying the discomfort she felt, "For now at least. When my, er, accomplice returns, we will deal you your punishment."
Bastet sat up on her elbows across the wood floor of the Great Hall of the immense World Tree and for an instance what may have been a flash of sanity flooded into her eyes, and then they were engulfed by the dark craziness that had dwelt for eternity within her.

For a second, Shiva felt a drop of pity for the sad, strange creature that lay before him. Then he remembered what she had done to his family millennia ago, and scar she had left him.

He walked sternly towards the splayed out goddess. When he was practically standing over her, he lifted his shirt up to his neck, showing the pale, muscled flesh. But there was something else that destroyed the picture: three long, white gashes ran across where his heart was. They were scars, put there by Bastet.

She reached forward, about to touch the healed wounds, but Shiva raised his hand and threw it across her face, sending her sprawling across the wooden floor.

"Is this because of what I did to your mother?" She asked pleadingly. She had murdered her in her sleep, and she had enjoyed every minute of it.

"You did not just kill my mother, but my entire family!" He bellowed, and for an instant, the smell of amber filled the room as his aura flared a dark purple. He threw a smoking indigo ball of energy at the Cat Goddess, which exploded inches from her face, singeing her whiskers.

The Destroyer continued to send volleys of magical spheres towards her, each one narrowly missing her. She called it bad aim, he called it good aim for he wasn't trying to hit the Dark Elder, he just wanted to push her back, farther and farther…..

And then, as a plum ball accurately hit beside her left hand, she moved it back, losing her balance on the edge of the koi pond. And then, with a large amount of shaking and cat-like screams, Bastet, the Cat Goddess, fell in.

As she hit the crystal pool, creatures that seemed to be made of the water themselves, grabbed out at her, and, with overlong, sharp teeth, they began to bite the goddess. Bastet trashed about at the creatures, but she just splashed helplessly in the seemingly infinite deep pond.

Through the ruckus in the water, she managed to yell: "Is this my fate then, Destroyer?"

Shiva's smile was horrendous, and Bastet, who had seen horrors, grimaced at the deathly expression on his face. "Your fate will come soon enough, Bastet. Soon enough…"

And then he sat calmly by the pool, watching the Cat Goddess thrash helplessly in the water.