Teen Titans Presents: The End - Part Omni – Armageddon –

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Chapter 5: I Doubt Greatly that He has Any of our Best Interests at Heart, So Please Don't Bloody Trust a Mass Murdering Sociopath like that Diabolical, Two – Bit Wanker

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Introduction time! CONSTANTINE; BUT WHO ELSE? ONE OF MY KEYS IS BUSTED SO IGNORE THE INCONSISTANCY. THANKS, AND…. HERE WE GO!

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Dust, and a lot of sand had piled atop his portal's latest destination. They were all gone, every last mortal and gods from the earthen level of time.

"DAMN…." Taking out a cig, the light however made the newcomer first realize his error as he held up a palm and started to chant.

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The creatures were as chimps on a rampage with four red eyes atop their brows. The vagabonde for now shifted as they were halted. Getting teste, the male didn't wait and let the curse tear them apart. The screaming howlers be it, demons!

"I know who is the one behind the madness, but damned if it ain't a sin for me to have lived to see…the prophecy from Azar's times. I thought it was only legend." The man kept walking, yet he searched for something to prove his observation as all but false.

"I see…a large ass. Is what..." He looked up at the throne of quite a once dignified, big ass. A giant, or…

A red ogre.

" Found you, mate." A sly grin pulled at his jaw as yes, JOHN CONSTANTINE, flung himself up some- what - way to find the throne…. not so whole as he'd expected. "Did this demon's iron clad arse strike the ground AND bury his –

John stopped, seeing a small strand of something metallic in the darkness. "A…wire..." He rubbed his chin.

"Bloody hell! Some survivors are down under the demon's bits!" (I'm sleep deprived and quite giddy, let this be known that John will be a bit raunchy in this to piss his enemies off, and chatty, oh yes)

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Slade too was, a bit jittery as a June bug. Though Raven sensed a disturbing thought of his condition, she didn't know what or why.

He started to giggle, then a snort as if there was only a fear tox –

"The worm's tongue. Why didn't you tell me??"

" Ha ha! Wah? A – about the side…. HEHE! venom??? It's short…. won't die –

"You're a nuisance and I can't put up –

A screech had raven look up. Deadly. BATS.

" Hehre……everything demon -… haahaa…. lived…but we? We're gonna have to be…. phhhaahaha!"

"Qui –

The screaming was of babies and dead things, of not bat calls but of blood curdling –

" Ahaha…. blood – screamers…. they…. drive you mad…. mad with their pheromones…... haha!"

"Why only you??" Raven demanded harshly to the hypnotized knight. " Hahn…. trigon…. his kids, safe from them…. haha!"

"Great, then how do we destroy them." She looked for an exit as the way down was still a way -s off.

"We…. haha…. have to…. phh…. Run-away… AHAHAA!!!"

The bats were fully awake as they spread their putrid wings which supplied Slade with the madness he'd tasted. "I'll use a charm to –

"Too…. late!" Pointed the merc, as the bats ended up diving in to the ground and landing on all fours. Scuttling closer, Raven tried to dig through Slade's supplies as he laughed over how much that "tickled." It was a nightmare hearing him say that, but if they never found the door to banish Trigon into another world forever –

The bats started to drool frothy foam, and that was when….

"I heard a cry for, some assistance? Your cable was there, so I took the le –

The laughing man and dozens of demon bats had John just cringe. "I put up my shield long ago, mates." Snickered the magi out of habit. "Even Dragul was more intimidating than your foul-mouthed pipsqueaks. Who's the town jester – Aha!"

Raven gasped and went to steady Slade to sit down, the bats repelled by…magic.

"Well, if it isn't the culprit in the flesh. Or part of em. Should I help your friend out miss, cambion or…. would you rather join the latter?"

Her body would not budge. He…he thought she was a spy? "Wait! I'm not one of them…I…. I'm a Titan and you have to trust me. This isn't us, it's Trigon's doing. My father, and w –

"I know, and you have his aura laced to your skin like a tattoo, lov." John pulled out his hands to move them as before. "I'll make them take a nice, long nap. Sound cozy to you, demon hybrid?"

"Raven." The empath told the cocky magi. "this was my home, until it all turned to chaos. I need to fix it and right now, that man knows the way. I need to get us both to the lowest level. Now."

The sprinkle of sand in the bats' eyes had them resting like Cerberus after biting a head clean off of a chew toy. A rather large one.

"Why should I trust a half – demon child, and why do you care about a human; he is one, ain't he?"

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"That…. isn't bloody sound, lov. How in the hell –

"We didn't all survive and my powers couldn't stop….my father." Raven sat with a crust of bread in her hands as Slade rested like he'd just gotten over a big fat hangover. "Wake me when we get there, Addie…"

"So, that man was the criminal that was saved and helped bring Trigon you, to open the gates to this world."

Raven nodded, the cool temps a bit better the further along they traveled for some reason. "SO, he's the mercenary. Slade. As in –

"I'll talk, or rather, I'd advise you to hold your tongue." Slade grumbled, his identity right now was anything but under wraps (get it!)

"She should know about the shite bastard that pretty much as well ruined every city on earth. How about we stop with wanting rumors to die and just come off it and talk, eh. mate?" John cocked an annoyed brow at the merc. Slade sniffed back, leaning into his supplies as the lumpiest pillow he'd never need after everything vanished. "My past is separate from this time. Leave it. All Raven needs to realize is that I'm not leaving her side until our agreement –

"You signed your safety…what, wait, wait…. did you not say a thing about WHY?"

Slade raised a confused brow from below his face coverings. "What."

"Dense as ever." John groaned and shook his head. "Whatever do you feed it?"

"AND that."

Slade was there, a grip on John's shoulder as he pushed the man over. "This is our task. You can go save some poor kitten from drowning for all I give a shit about, Constantine."

Raven gasped and couldn't point out of surprise for meeting the world's finest JLA elite sorcerer.

"AH, so you do know this face…minus the four – o'clock." He shrugged and sat up as Slade grumbled a curse under his breath. Raven was too excited to stay quiet. "Mr. Constantine…how did you survive –

"Magical shield and the House of Mystery warped before impact. AH, not that you can ever talk about that ever again…especially, you. Father of the year –

"Do I need to take out the trash? I'll gladly stick your head inside that crevice and… twist –

"Slade!" Raven exclaimed at the man, mortified that he had such a dark …no, just a darker, sarcasm.

"Please, what happened! Did the JLA or any enemies still…get away, at all? Or –

"Are we the last three on earth left to fix a demon's playground from expanding into the next timeline."

Raven looked up at Slade, perplexed. "What do you mean by, "expand?" She turned to John when Slade didn't repeat or clarify to her what he was trying to spell out. "Trigon's a conqueror of worlds is what he is telling us. I know it. In an alternate time, I've fought the beast and my mates and I even won. Yet in your time, he's all powerful. Unbeatable without her."

"I'm not…. I don't have the same powers, some of them vanished and some are too weak until we find a place where I can recover properly." Raven looked at her grubby fingers.

"Why not here then –

"Time, Constantine." Slade warned. "The bat's pheromones made me lose my composure, and we lost a few minutes to finish what was already set into motion."

"And just when I'd actually coined you as a loony – tune, mate."

"Shut up." Slade snapped. "The earth's story and ours' can't end with this mess; I know a way to fix it." Slade announced to the magi. "A doorway that saved and freed me from Trigon's hold."

"Because the "demon of rage" bloody well consorted WITH a SHITE DEMON –

"TO literally, save my skin. And bone." Smirked the masked fool. "As I was saying, it could grant my desires and the floor below is hotter than up there, that entrance may still be active if that's the case."

"Ah, so then I should keep an eye on this troublemaker like you for the miss. Isn't that right, Raven?"

Raven opened her mouth, while then and there all hell broke loose.

"She's not "consorting" with a vagabonde, Johnny." Slade seethed back to the magician.

"Oh, then a cut - throat being her tour guide on this plane of existence just doesn't scream axe – murdering psycho, dead ahead to me? I won't be fooled, Slade. You're as much a con as Lex is on a bad afternoon!"

"Lex is, underhanded, set off by money and power. I just want to get the fuck off of this rock and never return to it."

"SO, you'd up and let it all –

"I never said that. Quit trying to correct –

" Sorry, mate! Can't hear you over the tortured souls that your big bad boss is still gnashing in his teeth! Demon – dog!"

"Stuck - up bookworm –

"What?" John snickered. "Is that a compliment, Death? You REALLY wanna have a go –

"STOP IT!!"

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"AH…."

Raven tried to move but her body was too light. She was levitating and…. the two frozen. Time around only them had stunned their bodies – but their mouths still went on driving her insane.

"She can stop …. wait, why only…. ugh…" Suddenly, John was a tad queasy, not that alright.

"RAVEN." Slade growled in a low timbre. "I warned you not to alert them; we –

"We can stop anytime, but first." She pointed at the men and levitate back onto her feet. "You're both going to stop wasting what time we have left and will learn to work together…or I'll get the BATS to help you both out!" Her eyes changed a moment, maybe the demon at work as Slade's one eye bulged a bit at the threat. "We had a DEAL."

"The deal you proposed clearly states; that if one of us becomes a threat, we're allowed to take action to prevent that individual from causing any problems. Alright. John, you can come but don't try to irritate him. Slade is the only one that knows where we need to go. Can I count on your two not to fight again?"

Both men stiffly nodded, necks already strained by having to hold their previous poses. "Good. Then I can let you go, now?"

"Please do, love. There's a kink in my spine that just…Won't seem to let off….it…"

"Speak…for yourself." Grumbled Slade unhappily. God, the two elites were children! It was so….so…

She chuckled, her power breaking as Slade cracked his neck and John his spine back in working older. "Anyone have a cool pack and two aspirin they could manage?"

"Go crawl into my body bag." Slade hissed. "You might find some salve and some complimentary tissues. I can't weep for you, though. Sorry."

"GEE, thanks for the sympathies." Sardonically speaking up, Slade didn't agree with the man's use of said tissues either way, not that he had any to truly hand out to the blonde but. "I can always try again." Raven warned the men as they stood attention to the side. "Right! The lady goes first, Death-

"Slade is fine."

"Shite is better, real shite – head."

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