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"I see you have arrived, Daemon." A deep, booming voice echoed it's way into Kyd Wykkyd's ears, feeling like a gentle wind at the back of his neck. "I was beginning to think your cowardly, unholy instincts would keep you away."

'You claim to be holy?' Kyd raised an eyebrow. 'You've killed 7 people, 3 of whom were innocent.'

"Not dead." Zephiriah slowly materialized in front of Kyd. "Just not in this plane of existence."

'...So you put them somewhere. Where?'

"You're about to die. Does it even matter at this point?" Zephiriah brought out his Holy Blade and leaned against it as it was planted firmly on the ground. Kyd eyed the blade warily, the energy coming off it sending out blaring warning signs. Seeing this, Zephiriah smirked. "So, tell me Daemon. Do you feel fear?"

Not answering him, Kyd closed his eyes and allowed his demonic side to take over. The darkness from the shadows beneath him grew and stretched, contorting randomly as it had begun swallowing the ground. Light seemed to be absorbed by the black nothingness, not being able to escape. 'That's a lovely blade, I dare say.' Kyd's telepathic voice was raspy, seemingly like scratch paper yet held the rumble of lion's roar. 'Are you working with Trigon?'

"But of course. In exchange for his daughter, I will deliver unto him your head."

'What do you want with Raven?' Kyd's eyes narrowed down to slits, his face being pitch black as his eyes formed into four red slits. 'She is off limits.'

Staring at Kyd, Zephiriah formed a creepy grin on his face. "A Daemon that feels love. If Asgeroth were still here, I'd rub it in his face."

'Who?' Kyd felt confused, though he kept his guard up.

"I will send you to him." Keeping his grin, Zephiriah pounced at Kyd Wykkyd, his sword slicing in the air towards him.

"You're Kyd's father?" See-More asked again, feeling dazed as he stared at the being in front of him. With a sigh of exasperation, Asgeroth nodded to him as he had begun healing Starfire. The others were on the ground still, being tended to by his shadows.

'Yes, he is my son. Now stop interrupting and bring me the metal man.' He pointed to Cyborg as a shadowy tendril entered Robin's mouth, resuscitating him. His left hand slowly started twitching, before a light blue arc danced around it. Before long, his whole hand was covered with electricity.

Taking the hint, See-More rushed over to Cyborg and dragged him towards Asgeroth, the heavy weight making him struggle. When they finally made it, Gizmo and Jinx were coming to. "W...What happened..?" Gizmo grabbed his head in pain from a minor headache as Jinx gasped for breath.

"I don't know." She said while looking around. "All I could remember was seeing..." Turning to look behind her, she saw Asgeroth grinning down at her. "...You."

'Me.' He smirked before putting his sparking hand on Cyborg's back. Charging him up with a single jolt, Cyborg jumped up in alarm.

"SPIDERS! FUCKING SPI-Oh... Wait, what?" He turned and saw Asgeroth before taking a step back with his hands up, one of them transforming into his signature cannon. "I don't want anymore trouble."

'Then you will have none.' Was the snarky response as he shocked Starfire awake. The tamaranian grabbed her throat, looking around wildly. 'At peace, Princess Starfire.' Hearing her name in her mind, Starfire looked up cautiously yet managed to calm down. 'I mean you no harm.'

"Who are you?" She asked, slowly moving back. See-More stepped in front of Cyborg while raising an arm to Starfire.

"He's a friend. He saved us." Hearing this, Cyborg put down his cannon, right on time as everyone else was coming to.

"Are we dead..?" Robin rubbed his forehead as he got up, looking around.

'No, now if you all can pipe down, I can begin.' Asgeroth telepathed to all of them before doing a quick teleportation to his throne, everyone staring up at him questioningly. 'I am Lord Asgeroth, or at least Ex-Lord now. I have been out of commission for quite some time.'

"Asgeroth?" Starfire's eyes widened. "But... You're a myth! A legend on my planet! You can't be real!"

'I see someone has already heard of my greatness.' Though no sound came from his lips, they could see the silent chuckle based on movement. 'But I assure you, I am real.'

"Who is he, Starfire?" Robin asked her as he kept his eyes on Asgeroth.

"Do the Earthlings not know the story of creation? She asked Robin incredulously, to which Asgeroth butted in.

'They know only a part of it, and that part was skewed by those damn angels. I believe you are well-acquainted with one of them right now.'

"Well-Acquainted?! The snot muncher beamed us to... Okay, I want to know where we are." Gizmo crossed his arms and grumbled, looking around with curiosity.

'I'm getting to that.' Giving a huff, Asgeroth outstretched his arms. 'We are in Purgatory.'

"So... Does that mean we are dead?" Cyborg asked, fearing the worst.

'No, Zephiriah merely transferred you here. Now, I love telling the story of creation, so can everyone PLEASE STOP FUCKING INTERRUPTING?!' His telepathic voice echoed loudly into everyone's minds, jarring them and making them dizzy. Faintly, they nodded. 'Thank you. Now, let us begin.'

He waited as everyone gathered around. With a smile, he began. 'Long ago, before there were any forms of life from within the empty dimension known as the Universe, there were the Six Lords, charged by their Creator Asmodious to maintain balance. And so, they had begun to work. The Three Lords of the Deep were given the task to create the darkness, whilst the Three Lords of the Favoured were to make light. From the separation of light and darkness, our creations began to take form. The Great Creator Asmodious graced us with the power of life, and we were to act in accordance. From the light, stars were born. To make their shadows, The Lords of the Deep built magnificent rocks, large in size to orbit the stars. The Skies were the limit for the Favoured, as they set forth the motions for Heat to be Made. In response, We the Lords of the Deep made the Oceans-'

"We the Lords?" Robin questioned him, interrupting his story. "So, you are one of the Six Lords?"

'Were.' Was the gruff reply. 'It was Baal, I, and... Trigon. I believe you met him as well.'

"Yes." Starfire spoke up. "But we banished him when he came to the Earth."

'I meant a few days ago. You were fighting his possessed vessel. Now, if you can-'

"THAT WAS TRIGON?!" Robin screamed out, with everyone else looking on in shock. "How could we not have known? Raven would have-"

'It was kept from you all, for your own protection. Now, if you could please-'

"Kyd had to know too!" Jinx put a hand on her forehead. "He could have told us! Doesn't he trust us..?"

'I assure you that everything my son has done was on your behalf.' Asgeroth's voice was soft-spoken as he looked into the large ball in the corner of the room, watching the image of his son standing there. 'He trusts you with every fiber of his being. Now let me finish.'

"Wait." Gizmo raised his hand. "If Kyd is your son, does that make him a Lord?"

'I'm getting to that, pipsqueak.' Rubbing his temples, Asgeroth continued. 'Long story short, we created the Universe. The Lords of the Deep were the Demon Kings. The Favoured ones were Malachi, Gabriel, and Zephiriah-'

"That angel that attacked us, that was a Lord?!"

'Can someone please shut him up?'

Cyborg put a hand on his leader's mouth while shaking his head. "Let him finish man, this is some important intel."

'To prevent us from going to war and killing each other, the Six Lords have been given special bonds with the others. For example, Zephiriah is ritually bonded with Trigon. They call upon each other. Likewise, I was bound to Malachi, with Gabriel bound to Baal.'

"What happened to you?" Jinx asked, though she felt a dreading suspicion that she already knew.

'Trigon happened.' Asgeroth narrowed his eyes at the memory. 'Each Demon King, as well as the Angel Lords hold their own quadrant in the Universe. Mine held Azarath, a land Trigon wanted desperately. I knew my brother, and what he wanted. I told him the land was off limits, as was most of my territory. The sly devil had asked me to meet with him to discuss a truce. I had went with him, only to be stabbed in the back with a certain Holy Blade. I had not the time to contact Malachi for assistance. Holy Weapons are one of the only things that can kill a demon, much like how only the unholy magic of a demon can cripple or kill an angel.'

"Then why are you here, in Purgatory?" Cyborg asked.

'Unlike my brothers, I have set up precautions in the case of death. I have put a piece of my essence within Purgatory. Death hadn't taken me before what left of my conscience transported to Purgatory. I have since then been rebuilding my power, though I have no knowledge as to how to escape. Trigon has taken over my land, and as such had also taken my right to return to the plane of existence.'

"Trigon is on Earth right now. Does that mean this was part of his Quadrant?"

'No. Earth is part of the Milky Way Galaxy, as you humans call it. That, as well as thousands of other galaxies near it are controlled jointly by Baal and Gabriel. However, it is highly unlikely that either of them know what is going on. They have their hands full and I haven't spoken to them in countless Millennia.'

"So they haven't a clue that Trigon destroyed you? What about your partner Malachi?"

'I would guess that they do not. Baal and Gabriel are... How do you put it? By the book kind of beings. They are well within their rights to destroy Zephiriah and Trigon right now, and they would with all things considering. However, if they aren't aware of what's going on then you can't exactly expect anything else. As for Malachi, I do not know. It's possible that he came after I have perished, he would be notified of my remains instantaneously, but I know nothing else.'

"Well, there's Kyd in the middle of the city." Gizmo pointed towards the Crystal ball. "But what about Trigon? Are you able to get a glimpse on him?"

'I can.' Asgeroth nodded and held out a hand to the large orb. Immediately it flashed towards a different scene, one that had nearly everyone in the room chilled to the bone. '...Oh my...'

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"Azarath Metrion ZINTHOS!" Raven screamed out her spell as arcs of dark energy formed out of her hands, blasting at her opponent who had been easily ducking and dodging each blast in a seemingly reddish pink blur. As the foe got closer to Raven, he was knocked back by a seemingly innocent field mouse that had inexplicably formed into a charging bull moose. His body was then caught in the air by Mammoth, who had then swung him around before throwing him to an electricity pole, shocking him.

"THAT'S FOR THE CAFE, YOU ASS!" Mammoth called out before doing a little jig. Forming back to human form, Beast Boy joined.

"Heck yeah, we kicked his butt!"

"On the Contrary." They both stopped as they heard Trigon talk again. Looking back, they saw him in his full glory. "We are only getting warmed up."

If Trigon was horrible to look at as a human possessed before, he is a nightmare right now. Skin was peeling off of him, showing off red muscle and tissue. His eyes glowed even brighter, with horns popping out of his head. 'He's getting close to his original form...' Raven shuddered as she thought to herself. They weren't doing any damage to him, and he was just getting stronger. Looking around, she felt grim. 'Those officers should have listened...'

Bodies were strewn over the park. Dead children were hanging by their entrails while their parents were beneath them, gutted and butchered as if they were animals. The land itself looked like a ravaged and blasted battlefield, with holes on the ground and scorch marks everywhere. Mammoth gagged as he took in the scene once more. "You're a monster!"

"I am evil, what do you expect?" Trigon smirked and raised his hand. "Game O-ooofff!"

Raven had seized the oppurtunity and levitated a nearby car before throwing it at him, hitting Trigon square in the chest before knocking him down. Mammoth, following suit, grabbed a light pole before tossing it in the pile. The lamp glass broke, though the wiring it was attached to touched the fluids of the car that was leaking out. Before Trigon could get up, Beast Boy pounced on the wire and formed into an electric eel. Sending a course of Electricity through the wiring, moved out of the way and transformed back to man in time to see the whole thing turn into a fireball, the car exploding with Trigon underneath it.

"Was that enough?" Beast Boy asked Raven and Mammomth, keeping an eye on the smoldering blasted area. Not a second too soon did the rubble start moving, and Trigon crawled out of it. Sporting cuts and bruises, as well as a scorch mark on whatever chest he had left, it was clear that he had taken some damage.

"You fools will not get rid of me so easily! RRAAAAAAAA!" Opening his mouth, a red beam streaked towards the group, hitting the ground and creating a huge blast, transforming the park into a crater. Looking around, Trigon saw the three on the ground not moving. Grinning, he limped towards them and checked their life force. Barely breathing.

"Perfect. Now I will dispatch of these mortals and take my daughter. Zephiriah will give me anything for her... Mwahahaha-" As he bent low to grab her, he felt a sharp pain in his back and chest. Looking down whilst getting on his knees, he saw blade stick from his back and coming out of his chest. It wasn't any other blade either. It was a Holy Blade.

"Z...Zeph...iriah..." Trigon's voice lose it's boldness as his face turned to the Angel that stabbed him in the back, both figuratively as well as literally. "We... Had a deal..."

"You think I would honor a deal with a Daemon?" He growled into Trigon's ear. "We may be bonded, but Asmodious is no longer here. I am, and I will take his place."

"...And... The Spawn... You killed him..?"

Zephiriah gave a malicious smirk and got lower, twisting the blade. Whispering into Trigon's ear, he gave a low chuckle. "By the time he realizes what had happened, it will be too late for him to do anything."

"WHAT?!" Cyborg screamed at the orb. "WE HAVE TO GO BACK!"

'SILENCE!' Asgeroth glared at him before returning the orb back to where Kyd Wykkyd was. Suddenly, his eyes widened. 'Zephiriah, you sneaky bastard...'

"What?" Jinx looked at him. He's over there, in front of Kyd Wykkyd and talking. How exactly could he be at two places at once?!"

'Just watch and see.'

Staring at Kyd, Zephiriah formed a creepy grin on his face. "A Daemon that feels love. If Asgeroth were still here, I'd rub it in his face."

'Who?' Kyd felt confused, though he kept his guard up.

"I will send you to him." Keeping his grin, Zephiriah pounced at Kyd Wykkyd, his sword slicing in the air towards him.

As Kyd got ready for the blow, his claws extended as he slashed at the air Zephiriah was projected to be at. Only when he felt nothingness did he notices something was wrong.

Zephiriah's body poofed away like smoke around Wykkyd's body, evaporating over him like a gentle wind.

'...What the fuck just happened?' Kyd telepathed around him, but receiving no response.

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