Chapter 3. Negotiations

Isaac was trying to stand back up but ended up only getting himself to lay on his back with the ceiling light directly in his face, he closed his eyes and waved his hand causing the offending light to explode and the remains then fade into dust.

"Sssssomeone better help me up and get me a drink or this planet is gonna... what planet am I on anyway what the fuuuuck."

"Protos get him something from my shelf on the left, I need to put my ribs back together"

As Scab attempted to stand and readjust his damaged body Isaac raised his hand at him

"I'll fix..fix it I got it... don't worry just one of these spells..."

His hand glowed and runes appeared as Scab tried but too late to turn down the drunk mans assistance and his legs promptly exploded in a bloody mess

"Oh fuck that wasn't the right spell.."

"If you don't mind Isaac I believe I can do this myself and you won't have to waste your 'great' powers on me"

Scab spoke through clenched teeth. Although he was a zombie and something like this wouldn't kill him, having your legs explode is still painful to anyone and even though he can make a potion to grow them back it's a huge inconvenience.

Protos handed Isaac a large bottle of wine which he grabbed and proceeded to start chugging down until he fell backwards onto the couch and passed out, hugging a large pillow tightly and petting it while drool was dripping from his mouth as he grumbled happily falling asleep.

"You're toooo cuddly Cam... like an adorable... pillow..."

Protos went up towards Scab who was twisting his torso and making snapping noises as he moved and reassembled his insides.

"So this is the legendary and infamous Isaac, I've heard plenty of stories and legends of him during my travels and years of missions.. this wasn't what I expected"

Scab looked down at the powerful being passed out on his couch and his face went to one of rare worry

"Honestly this wasn't what I expected in the slightest either. I've never had an encounter with him before and I've also heard plenty from God's, demons, and other ancient beings, but none of my predictions or educated guesses had an alcoholic fool for his description..."

"Then your a damn idiot."

Both Scab and Protos rapidly turned towards the voice to see what looked like a ghostly version of the drunkenly snoring Isaac. He was floating around glancing at the scientific equipment and small library in Scabs lab, almost like he was judging and appraising them.

Scab was the first to break out of the shock and walked towards the ghostly figure to address him.

"Lord Isaac I presume? May I ask.. what and how you're doing this?"

Isaac glanced down at him for a moment before floating up and tapping on a skeleton diorama of some large mythical creature

"Its Professor Isaac, don't ever call me a Lord or 'magesticness' or something like that again. I am a man of science not some pompous asshole, and as for your question I'm currently assessing everything as an astral projection of myself as well as using my ghost and ghoul abilities to be fully corporeal. It's easier to talk this way since my body is happily too drunk to care or function correctly, now then..."

Isaac raised his hand a little bit and pulled two chairs together and forced Protos and Scab to sit in front of him.

"Why did you go to all the trouble of summoning me here, be quick and give a good reason or I'll be leaving and you won't be summoning me like that ever again."

Scab smiled and cheekily raised his hand as if he were a student in some odd school. Isaac simply gave him a look that screamed annoyance and like he was tired of juvenile jokes.

"Just talk damn it zombie"

"Alright then, my name is Scab Crackle and this is one of my associates, Protos. We summoned you because if you haven't noticed something's closed off all of earth, heaven, and hell as well as all the adjoining sub realms. Specifically the apparent death of Flash and what is likely the power vacuum facilitated by the falling of a literal God. We were hoping you could get us back onto one of the planes of earth so we can at least get ahold of some of our friends and team members"

Isaac upon hearing that Flash was presumed dead paused and turned an eye towards Scab, paying him more attention but still at least acting like he couldn't care less.

"And why would I ever go out of my way to involve myself in a conflict spanning multiple realms of the Sol system just to get you your friends? I was literally in a separate galaxy a moment ago, I have no involvement or investment and also no reason to change that"

Scab gave a slight smile and looked at Isaac doubtingly

"Forgive me Professor.. but I believe you are in fact lying."

Isaacs demonic eye slightly glowed at this and he looked intently at Scab waiting for an explanation.

"You see Isaac, although I know very little about you I did do extensive research on you. I wouldn't be so stupid as to summon you without having at least some idea of what I was getting into, and as such I know you do have a stake in Earth."

Isaac paused and calmly floated up to Scab giving him his full attention while his eyes had a sort of dangerous power behind them

"You've got some seeerious balls corpse, but tell me what you think you know about me. Remember, I really like my privacy"

Scab kept his smile but seemed genuinely worried and Protos just looked on with terror, this idiot was willingly provoking one of if not the most powerful being in the known universe. And he was just hoping if things go south he doesn't get lumped in with whatever punishment Isaac gives out.

"You see Isaac, I've noticed a simple pattern. You have been spotted on earth or in the earthly planes on average seventy two percent more then anywhere else in the known galaxy I have access to. Granted that's nothing when compared to the infinite scale of the universe but it's still enough to realize you have some stake in this world. And obviously I wanted to find out why."

Isaac raised an eyebrow but his gaze got all the more stern on him as he listened.

"Well then corpse, what have you found?"

Scab then smiled wider but was also visibly more uncomfortable and nervous about what he was going to say next.

"Well sir.. you see. I made a very interesting and wonderful friend... a kind boy albeit none too bright b-but I digress still a truly kind and incredible individual."

Isaac stared at him intently

"Oh lovely, what's his name?"

"Oh heh heh... his name yes.. it's... Jake Morales.. your grandson. And he... may be stuck in the middle of that civil war thing..."