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John: greet your (apparently god) friend!

"Karkat!? You're a god?" John stares with wide blue eyes at his friend.

"John what the fuck are you doing here? This is not the place for you and... you can see... me? like... the real me?" Red eyes widen and Karkat chews on the corner of his lower lip.

John blushes and scratches the back of his head for a moment. "Yeah Bro ki... he helped me see you guys... Hey. Aren't you the guy from the restaurant?"

Sollux' eyes, solid in color turn a violent glare to the human standing in the doorway. "Yeth I am the guy from the retharuanth. What buthineth do you have being here? You're jutht in the way. Thupid human. Go home."

John's smile faulters and he nervously starts fidgeting with his fingers. "Well... I'm here for revenge. They killed my parents. So I'm going to help destroy them!" He pulls a giant hammer up and balances it on his shoulder like it weighs nothing, as if to emphasise his point.

"Not to interrupt your showing off your big hammer and everything John, but could you possibly get out of the doorway?" A female voice chimes through from behind the boy. John jumps stepping out of the way to let Jake and two dark haired girls through. One has long hair brought back into a thick braid running down to her waist. Her eyes shine a bright green behind coke-bottle glasses and she's wearing a green sweater and black pants tucked into boots. There are at least five guns strapped to her and more ammunition than Karkat has seen since hatching.

The other has short hair held back with a red band, her eyes a pale blue fill with laughter behind her oval glasses. She's wearing a red sweatshirt with the hood pulled down and jean capris with blue converse-style shoes. She has a... is that a giant spoon and fork tied to her back? Karkat raises a brow as they disappear down the steps, laughter following them.

"Thith ith the thupideth thing I have ever theen. Thethe humanth are jutht lining up to die." Karkat and John both turn to stare at Sollux as he glares at the gathering below him. "Motht of uth are going to die you know... Kk... Karkat I thi-"

"I think it's time we get started." Dolorosa's voice fills the room causing a rainbow of eyes to turn to the small uprising The three elder women are standing on. Sollux curses and stomps off down the steps leaving Karkat and John to stare after him in confusion.

Dolorosa smiles at the gathering in front of her. "We are strong, more than strong. We are GODS! And together we can do ANYTHING! We can free our friends and family who have been kept prisoner for so long. We can free OURSELVES from the tyranny of the current rule. Together we can win! For life! For Love! For JUSTICE!"

A female voice rings out from the crowd "I KNEW YOU WERE DOING IT FOR ME!" A few chuckles, but mostly loud groans follow as everyone turns to stare at the young goddess with the red sunglasses wearing the red and teal suit matching the older one on the stage.

John snickers. "Who's that? I like her."

Karkat grins flashing fangs. "That's Terezi. She's the goddess of Justice, and one of my friends from before I lost my powers."

Dolorosa begins talking again but the two channel them out and keep on their own conversation. "You lost your powers? How does that happen?"

Karkat sighs running his hands through his hair. "Twelve years ago I was sent by the queen to kill and collect the souls of three gods who went rogue and were planning a revolt against the queen... or so I was told. When I got there... They weren't trying to do anything to the queen. They were just two gods in love and their fucking grub."

"Grub?" John tilts his head in confusion.

Karkat sighs. "Grub... baby... child! Some of us gods... we're not made in the normal... fashion of love... We're created genetically by the queen using the powers of the God of Re-Creation. He's being kept prisoner in her palace after he saved the goddess of luck."

"Vriska?"

"Yeah. He had the hots for her something fierce. When she started trying to kill herself, he did what he could to get her to stop... He promis-"

"He promised to bring her mate back to life! I heard this story! The cat girl down there told it to me!" John points to the stage before back to himself. "That's me! I'm that mate apparently."

Karkat's eyes widen and his jaw drops. "YOU'RE the god of flight?"

John shrugs. "I don't remember anything from that life. But that's what they keep telling me. So your story! It was a couple and their kid?"

Karkat bites his lip. "Yes. The god of love, the goddess of hiding. And their pure born child, still in the pupa state of a human. I killed the parents, and turned to kill the child. But he... his eyes were red, and so full of fear and confusion. He didn't know who I was, or what I was doing. This child didn't know anything about gods. He was just a normal little wiggler trying to live his life, and he just watched me KILL his parents. So I... saved him. The queen was pissed. She stripped me of my powers and sent me to earth to live as a human until I die a boring mortal death."

"Do you regret it? Saving him?"

Karkat looks down at Dave, a bright orange spot sitting on the back of a giant white cat in the middle of the crowd. "No. He grew up to be a total asshole. But... I think he'll make a diff-"

"CORRIN!?" A high pitched screech cuts through Dolorosa's speech causing everyone to turn their heads. A god drags himself into the room, the goddess with the multi-stemmed horns Karkat seen walking down the street the night he went to the underworld goes running through the crowd catching the god as he falls.

His hair is in a state of disarray weaving around his needle thin diagonal horns. He's wearing a red and black sweater with Diamond pattern on it, red blood runs down from his chest dripping onto the floor. His eyes are solid red behind small rectangle cracked glasses as he trips again nearly dragging the goddess helping him down to the floor. "Corrin? What happened?"

Dolorosa runs down to meet the two kneeling down to the god and setting him gently on the floor, she moves to look at the wound on his chest. "God of Misery, you must tell me what happened to you. This wound does not look to be rotting your flesh like the touch of the Condesce's death."

The god coughs blood splattering the floor and dripping from his mouth. "New... weapons. They... I was doing my job. Making sure the queen's new pet was truly miserable. He's strong, not showing any sign of depression no matter what she throws at him." another bout of coughing before he continues. "She was mad. Then the god of corruption came in. He looked so pleased with himself as he bowed and told her, his experiments were a success. He'd corrupted the power."

"What power?" Dolorosa shakes the god on the floor.

He groans, his eyes glossing over, but continues. "She said she wished to see it. Before I could think to react... He shoved his knife through my chest. It burned. He... he corrupted the power of death. It's... in their weapons now. They can all-" He's once again cut off by a fit of coughing his breathing becomes labored wheezing and his eyes go wide, then slowly shut.

"CORRIN!?" the goddess with the stemmed horns grabs a hold of the fallen god, shaking him, blue tears stream down her face as she clings to his bloody covered chest. She presses her face into his chest and sobs. "Corrin! You can't be..."

"Dead..." Dolorosa stands up slowly hands bunching in fists as she looks down at blood splattered face of the god of misery. "He's dead. They've created weapons that can kill us... We must go about this differently. Give us a moment to decide our path. This ends tonight." Dolorosa turns and with a flurry of fabric storms up to her two friends on the upraised area leaving the goddess to sob over her lost friend. "I won't let any more loved ones die."

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