Elimination Exit

[Retane]

(Pt1)

It was done.

It was over.

Everything that had happened prior to now had lead up to this moment in time. Had he not been banished from his own universe and time line, he wouldn't have been standing here. Had this place not been created by Omni, and Karl Jack not been summoned, just as he had been pulled from limbo, this very lobby wouldn't be here. Had he not recovered the Malefactor from the Seventh Tier of Corsucant, he wouldn't have been as powerful. If he had never met Jack, he'd not have had someone to try and protect him from himself.

Retane looked up at the rankings at a nearby monitor hanging from the ceiling. His own profile rested with a big red 'X' across his face. He had finished just in the top eight. He had been mortally wounded, and still managed to just make the cut. Never before had he ever made it so far. He didn't win, but he had done something he could not believe. He had gotten stronger. Far stronger.

"Is that him! I can't believe it is him! That's Retane!" A young red headed boy tugged at his friends shirt as he recognized the green warrior.

"Oh snap it is him! You should go ask him for his autograph!" He's friend confirmed and teased and the blonde hear that had first spotted the namek wore a shocked expression. There was no way in hell he was going to as the bloodthirsty Emerald Fiend.

"Screw that! I think I'd rather be put in the woods with Jason Vorhees! At least you know what's going to happen with that one. Retane on the other hand..." The boy stopped and shuddered as the Emerald Warrior looked in his direction. The fear in his eyes was obvious as he realized that Retane had heard him.

The Hell of the Abyss took a moment and let out a low growl. The boy and his friend backed away as he took a step towards them. They were scared and they should be. He wsas Retane the Exiled, Leader of the Horsmen, and the God of Death and now he would stalk his next victim just as he had done in the Abyss. The two adolescents backed thesmelves into a wall. They had no where to go. The Executioner of the Abyss clenched his fist and the boy had noted. It glowed a green hue, the collar no longer able to hinder his strength and power.

The two were afraid as he raised his hand and placed it on both their shoulders at the same time. They both glowed momentarily letting out low whimpers until it was over. As the auras dissipated thet both donned cloaks. One of them was the representation of Retane's very own. It was dark but at a closer glance you could see the intricate camouflage. The dark splashes of orange, red, green and black mingled with each other. The left arm had the ice patch of Jack Frost's smiling visage and on the right shoulder was the profile of Tapion in all his glory.

The other teenager now donned the Guardian's own cloak; The same style that Jack had requested when he walked down the corridor that would take him to the elevator. Both cloaks had a single difference though. On the backs was a glowing image of two hands; Jack and Retane's. Both Horsemen's signatures were beneath the image.

The two looked down at their perfect fitting cloaks and smiled. When they looked back to thank the Emerald Warrior for their 'on of a kind' gifts, the dark warrior was half way down the lobby.