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There's not many times in his life when Death had been genuinely surprised. Granted there had been the thing with Jesus coming back to life and all that but he was still getting to know the ropes back then.

Now came this.

His scythe had swished through the air with the accuracy of an Olympic gold medallist and as it was inches away from her, it stopped abruptly. His brain only managed to come up with one solution. He switched the scythe between his hands and tapped his chin slightly as he shook his skull. If it hadn't been for the constant grin look, you would have seen the smile that graced him.

He turned to watch the demon that stood before him, looking confused at the scene that had unfolded. Death, again, shifted his eyes back to Deadeye, to see him smiling away like a mad man. At that moment, the demon decided to burst spontaneously into flames. Well, not actually choose to, just did, really. Death pondered for a while watching this massive demon fry to a crisp before turning to Deadeye.

"DID YOU KNOW OF THIS GIRLS' DEMONIC HERATIGE?"

"Ah….that would explain…"

"YES IT WOULD"

"Oh" came the reply.

"DO YOU REALISE THE FULL IMPLICATIONS OF WHAT YOUV'E JUST DONE?"

Deadeye shook his head.

"nope".

"THIS IS GOING TO BE FUN" Death said before turning around. "PLEASE EXCUSE ME, BUT I HAVE A RATHER INTERSTING ASSASSINATION TO ATTEND. TILL NEXT TIME DWAYNE."

And with that faded from view.

Deadeye collapsed the minute after he left. Healing took a lot out of him. A gunshot wound was alright but several organs punctured? Severe blood loss? He was amazed that he didn't collapse as soon as it finished. Slowly standing, he took a few tentative steps before the darkness that had been scratching at the edges of his vision, came in with a vengeance. Deadeye fell back slowly already half asleep before he'd hit the armchair.

With the two very soundly asleep, no one noticed the blankets materialize from nowhere and cover them both, nor the teen titan communicator blinking.

As God watched, he saw Deadeye stand shakily and pitch over backwards. With a blink of his eyes, the chair shuffled forwards catching him. He sat there watching the pair of the sleep and with another blink conjured up blankets. Sitting back he muttered;

"HE'S RIGHT, THIS IS GOING TO BE INTERESTING"