Immortal Undeath

Disclaimer: All familiar characters belong to DC or Marvel. I own Farrah/Persiana, Leon/Crisis, and Bast.

Chapter 8: Things Getting Worse

The repeated banging on the walls in the sealed room containing Deadpool and Satana were echoing through the hallways of the Howling Commandos' base. Though the idea was a controversial one, Leon argued it like this; Satana needed life force to sustain herself and, since Deadpool boasted often about his inability to be killed, it stood to reason that the Merc-with-a-mouth would have the best odds of surviving whatever draining effects came from the demoness. At first, both Deadpool and Satana were banging on the walls, yelling and screaming to be let out. Then, it just became banging.

It was at this time that Booster Gold organized a poker game just outside the room, to pass the time away. With him were Guy Gardner, Blue Beetle, Tigra, Fire, Ice, and Arsenal. Crisis was also in the area, reading a book. Another loud boom was heard and Booster said,

"So, who wants to open?"
Blue Beetle looked over at Crisis,

"Aren't you in the least bit worried about what's going on in there right now, Leon?"

The red-eyed man looked up and said simply,

"I'd rather not."

Tora turned to Fire,

"It's been a while, Bea."

The former model nodded,

"Yes, it has. Now, I'm opening."

She placed some chips on the table and the ice-powered heroine asked,
"Are you feeling all right? You were not happy when you left."

Bea flashed in green flames for a moment, glaring at her friend. She then took a deep breath and calmed down, explaining,

"I would rather not talk about it."

Guy scoffed,

"Don't bother, Tora. She probably has a blow-up Flash doll to keep her company."

Fire looked up and snarled, sending a jet of green flame near him. The sudden attack knocked the arrogant Green Lantern off of his seat and onto the floor. The others began cracking up, except for Ice. She came over to him,

"Guy, are you all right?"

The red-headed fighter nodded,

"Yeah, I saw that coming."

Roy shook his head,

"Maybe we should just not talk and just deal the cards."

He placed some chips in and said,
"Call."

Ted looked at Arsenal's new arm and asked,

"Dangerous mission?"
Roy nodded,
"Daken cut it off. Had to get it replaced. It's fine, but Donna doesn't like it. She says it's a little cold."

Another bang was heard, followed by another shout. Seemingly ignoring it, Booster asked,

"How many?"
Ted answered,

"Two."

Arsenal said,

"I'll keep my hand."

Guy chuckled,

"You're bluffing, kid."
Fire remained expressionless. Ice got a little concerned and said,

"Bea, if you ever want to talk about something, I'm listening. Ok?"

Bea looked at her cards and tossed them in disgust,

"I fold."

Booster pulled out a translucent green visor and shifted his eyes cryptically, acting like he was a professional poker player. Leon, not looking up from his book, said,
"You're going to lose with that hand, Booster."

Booster chuckled,

"That's what you think. I've got it in the bag."

He turned back and said,

"Read 'em and weep, ladies and gents! Straight!"

He laid the cards down and, as some of the players tossed their cards in disgust. Ice shook her head,

"I think I beat you."

She revealed a flush. Booster's smile faded and an expression of shock came on his face. The precog chuckled,

"Told you so."

It was around this time that the noise in the room had ceased and Crisis looked up,

"Huh, it's over."

He walked up and opened the door. As he did, the red-eyed young man screamed out,

"OH MY GOD! THAT'S SICK!"
He covered his mouth and ran to find the nearest sink or toilet. As he did, the others heard the commotion and Farrah said,

"Leon, what's wrong?"

Leon puked into a barrel and heaved slightly, pointing into the next room,

"That…that…it's horrible! It's worse than I ever thought possible!"

Superman asked,

"What is? What's going on?"

Leon began huddling back and forth in a ball, a vacant stare in his eyes as he began to process what he saw. Troia shook her head,

"I have never seen Leon like this before. Farrah, do you know what's going on?"

Persiana snarled,

"No, but I intend to find out."

She marched to where Satana and Deadpool were and rapped on the door,

"Open this door now, bitch! What did you do to my man?"
The door opened and Farrah looked on in horror as well. She screamed,

"MY EYES! MY EYES! SOMEONE GOUGE THEM OUT!"
She then huddled with her boyfriend and the two began crying softly. Booster shook his head,

"What could be so bad?"

He then opened the door and was shocked. The hero from the future ran away, shouting,

"It's not human! It's not human!"
Then, Michael crashed into a wall, knocking himself out.

It was around this time that Satana emerged from the room a completely different person. Her arms were around Deadpool, whose costume was in shambles. The red-headed succubus had a wide, satisfied smile on her face as she said,

"That was awesome sex, Wade."

Wade smirked,
"I guess that's why I'm Deadpool! I can get it on with a hot demon chick and live to tell about it."

Satana smirked and shook her head at the sight of Leon and Farrah,

"Pity. I really did like him, too. But, I have you, Wade…"

She purred, adding,

"So, when should we get married? Before or after we kill Crucifer?"

Superman, as well as the rest of the Justice League and Howling Commandos, looked on in total shock. Deadpool thought it over and said,

"How about you tell us about Crucifer? Then, we'll discuss wedding bells."

Satana shrugged,

"All right. I'll tell you. And, then, we're going for another romp in the sack."

Diana held her stomach,
"I think I'm going to be sick."

Batman maintained his stoic appearance and he left. He rounded a corner and the sounds of vomit escaping his body could be heard.

For all the things that could go wrong in this operation, Deadpool and Satana getting married was one of the worst things to occur. Crisis really wished the two of them would just kill him and get it over with.

Next Chapter:

The League and Howling Commandos finally get Crucifer's location, but, all does not appear to be with this ancient evil. Stay tuned, fellow readers!