Brains and Brawn

Scab sat in his Observatory tower of his hidden castle on Mars, scratching at his exposed skull with a noticeably worried expression on his normally calm and calculating face.

"Flash is dead.. or at the very least Fallen. This... nothing in my scrying or calculations could have predicted this mess."

From the hallway came running Protos, the second in command of the alien commandos. When he came into the room he stopped and was visibly angry.

"Scab.. what is going on you rotting trickster. Why has Earth been sealed off?"

Protos' voice was raspy and sounded exhausted despite coming from the filtered mask, that battle had taken a lot out of the group. Not unexpected considering they were facing Heavens most powerful angel.

"So you're saying you can't contact Sara or Gennine with your LSS then.. so he's blocked technological communications as well as magical.. This is more then a coup, this is a complete takeover."

Protos raised an eyebrow and a single red beam locked itself onto Scabs head coming from his advanced LSS fused into his back.

"You had better start making some sense.. I want my team back and if you-"

"Flash Winchester Lord of Creation, has been slain it seems. Who by is still unclear but Heaven, Hell, Nerezza, and Earth have all been sealed off from the rest of the galaxy at large. That is why we can't communicate and why I can't teleport anyone back, we seem to have been cut off."

Protos seemed visibly disturbed. Although a Novian and not part of the Earth planes of reality, everyone in the universe at least had some idea who Flash was. The creator of all things. And to hear he had somehow been taken down was frightening to even the most hardened of beings.

"So.. what happens now corpse? I can tell you know I don't plan on sitting by and waiting for Earth to reopen."

"And neither do I, however I cannot force my way inside on my own. We.. are going to need some help from someone you may have heard of. He's often called the smartest being in the universe."

Protos' eyes went wide and he slumped into a nearby chair in shock.

"No.. not him. He's uncontrollable and unpredictable at best! You can't possibly be serious.."

"Oh I am unfortunately, trust me I wouldn't try to get his attention unless it was absolutely necessary. And he may be the only one who can stop an all out war between all the plains of reality."

Protos sighed heavily and massaged the bridge of his eyes.

"How long until you contact him?"

"I was just about to.. if you'd stay I could use your help in ensuring things go to plan. He won't be happy getting forced away from whatever he's doing."

Both men stood up and looked at each other knowingly. If this goes wrong and they don't play their cards right.. they could both die easily. But it needed to be done in order to try to stop the madness before it truly begins.

Scab wrote down a large runic summoning circle with multiple overlapping languages of runes in a collection of blood, angel relics and feathers, demon flames as well as vampire ashes and many other arcane ingredients.

"All right, four summoning circles in demonic, angelic, wiccan, and Latin with six protection wards. This should hopefully get him in the room at least.. ready?"

Protos stood back and his LSS glowed red in battle mode while he held a plasma cannon towards the circles.

"As ready as I can be, I doubt this will do anything if he gets angry though."

"Oh it won't help at all, but whatever makes you feel safe. Now then..."

Scabs hands started to break and bend into odd shapes as he performed the multiple summonings at once while the black sand flowed from his eye to assist in the teleportation. The room turned dark and the seals flowed and burned with black flames and glowing with heavenly light, scab spoke in four languages at once all overlapping as he strained to perform the rituals. Finally a form started to appear in the center that seemed humanoid in appearance but was still foggy, it seemed it was sitting before being summoned.

Then the form appeared to stand and turn, it had a red glow to where it's right eye would be and a green glow in the left, it looked towards Scab and then scowled. The form raised its hand and suddenly Scab was flung backwards slamming into the wall and the ritual was broken and stopped. But in the center of the seals stood what appeared to be a man.

He had messy spiked purple hair and his right eye was solid black with red pupil while his left was regular white with a green pupil, he had a prominent scar along his left eye and what looked like a smaller one above his right. He was wearing a light blue shirt that was rather dirty and stained in.. something, and he had on blue jeans and over it all was a white lab coat that appeared to have seen better days. From his back protruded two sparkling fairy like wings that flittered occasionally.

Scab turned his eye towards the man and did his best to smile as he was being crushed in a telekinetic grip.

"W-welcome to my castle Isaac.. please..urg.. make yourself at home heh heh."

Isaac scowled even harder, his eyes slits, and he took a step forward..

..and fell flat on his face

"Who the fuck teleports sssomeone when they're d-drinking damn it.. that was some good Skar..skarborg... whatever it was called it was good damn it."

Protos raised an eyebrow at the scene in front of him now.

"This is the legendary Isaac?"