Immortal Undeath
Disclaimer: All familiar characters belong to DC or Marvel. I own Farrah/Persiana, Leon/Crisis, and Bast.
Chapter 4: Crypt Stealers
At the Howling Commandos' Base…
Donna was with the children. The raven-haired younger princess was staring silently into the cribs of Farrah's four children. She knew they would all be warriors someday, and she would see to it that Athena would receive the same training she did. She pressed a hand to her lips and kissed it, then placed the hand on Athena's forehead, whispering,
"Sleep, little sister. May the gods protect you and may Morpheus grant you pleasant dreams."
As she stepped out of the room, Diana caught up with her,
"Donna, there you are."
Troia looked at her older sister and slightly smiled,
"Diana, it's good to see you again."
Wonder Woman hugged her sister tightly, saying,
"I've missed you. We have a lot to talk about."
At this, Donna pulled away,
"Diana, this was my decision. I made it on my own. I understand what you and mother are thinking, but-."
Wonder Woman shook her head,
"Donna, you are a princess. There are times when you have to act like one, and running off with a group of killers-."
Donna's smile disappeared and an expression of anger replaced it,
"This is not about them. Don't blame them for this."
Diana sighed,
"I know you can be a bit flighty at times..."
The younger warrior growled,
"This is not about that. This is about Roy, and so much more."
Diana was perplexed, and her sister continued,
"I've decided to forgive him for what he did. I know you may not be able to, but I do, and I want us to work. Me and Roy."
The older Amazon princess placed a hand on her younger sister,
"Donna, I am just trying to talk to you as a sister."
Donna looked at it and stared back,
"I know you blame Crisis for somehow manipulating me into this situation. Don't."
Suddenly, the air started to get cold and dark, and Diana could feel Donna's skin becoming cold. The lights seemed to dim, but it was really Donna creating a cloud of darkness. The stare Diana was getting was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Donna stared both coldly and darkly at her older sister,
"Do we have an understanding, dear sister?"
Diana was surprised at this, but she nodded,
"Of course, Donna. This is your life."
And, just as quickly as the cold and darkness crept upon them, so too did it retreat. Donna then smiled again and walked away. Diana looked back and shook her head; this was not the same girl she knew or grew up with. The older princess asked herself,
"Gods, what are you becoming, Donna?
Meanwhile…
Bast was unusually silent as she led the way. Superman, Crisis, War Machine, Big Barda and Martian Manhunter were flying near the goddess of felines, while Batman and Zatanna were flying in the Batplane. The scimitar fighter normally would have enjoyed the desert air; especially at night. However, with the recent revelation that the ancient evil Crucifer had returned and was poised on regaining power through a host, there was nothing to smile about. The immortal continued flying through the night.
As they landed near the site of what was thought to be Crucifer's tomb, Martian Manhunter did a telepathic scan of the area,
"I do not sense anything coming from that tomb."
Superman used his X-ray vision, while War Machine activated motion sensors and infra-red vision. The Last Son of Krypton said,
"There's definitely been movement around here. Recent, too."
Rhody checked his sensors,
"Something's interfering with my scans. It's almost like this place is in a magnetic field or something."
Zatanna conjured a spell,
"It's probably a field of primitive magic."
Suddenly, the light from the spell fizzled and she shook her head,
"Definitely old magic. Older than anything I've encountered. My spells may not have much effect here, or they could be too effective."
Leon folded his arms,
"I'm guessing that, instead of a fireball, you could unleash a volcano on top of us, right?"
The tuxedo-wearing magician nodded,
"That and more."
Barda clenched her weapon tightly,
"This place reeks of malice and evil. I have not felt such a dark presence since Apokalips."
Superman looked around,
"Has anyone seen Bast?"
Bast had gone further into Crucifer's tomb. A dark chill in the air could be felt throughout the tomb as her enhanced senses guided her to the main chamber. This place gave a vibe of fear, death, dark lust and desire. While the goddess of felines had no problem with lust, it was only for the express purpose of sex and pleasure, never into the dark feelings that had drowned so many others who practiced it.
The walls of the tomb were covered in dust from the sand, and the images had been weathered away for thousands of years. These images were that of caution; that a great and powerful evil was sealed here, and that, anyone foolish or insane enough to come here would unleash this evil in ways no mortal could dare fathom.
The scent in the air was of death, but Bast could tell there was more than one scent that had passed through. Her eyes glowed brightly as they penetrated the darkness. Still, she felt as though that, no matter how hard she concentrated through the darkness, the darkness seemed to creep up on her. She pulled her scimitar out and activated the magical flames on it, allowing her to see.
As the League entered the tomb in search of their compatriot, little did any one of them realize that, in this darkness, there was something watching them…
Next Chapter:
An encounter at Crucifer's tomb leads to an unbelievable discovery. Stay tuned, fellow readers!
