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The Battle of Death Mountain: Eruption
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They had done it, they had won. The group of primes that answered the cry of help  of the God Mind stood tall and slayed a dragon. Although some had perished in the grand battle of Death mountain, their deaths were not in vain. 

Red Hood laid there on the ash filled ground a s more ash began to cover him in a blanket. The thought of succumbing to the darkness was some what of a comfort to the vigilante. Maybe it was his time to die again. The thought brought a sickly chuckle from his throat that soon erupted into a hoarse cough.  Red jerked to his side and ripped his mask off. Bile, ash, sweat and blood spewed forth from the young man's mouth.

 Rest easy my friend, you've earned it, peaceful words  began to echo in his head. He rolled back over, propping himself up on his elbows as he raised his head to meet the green  piercing eyes of Nealaphh. If the God mind had a face, a soft smile might have been seen across the being's shadowy visage. Red wiped the remains of filth from his mouth before moving to a sitting position. 

Red had lost the only friend he truly trusted, even though he was skeptical  of the strange hammer wielding Asguardian at first,  his fondness of the man had grown over their time in this strange universe. Now he felt empty, the loss of his friend and absence of the God Mind's presence left the vigilante feeling like nothing more than a husk. What would he do? Where would he go? What was the point to this damnable universe? At least in Gotham he had a purpose, here he was just a traveling vagabond with no destination. Hopefully Nealaphh would have some use for him

So... What happens next?" he said in a mournful tone, as he rose to his feet, peering at the being at eye level. His body was broken, but a numbness encompassed his form, blocking out the pysical pain. The emotional  toll this battle had brought was still a freshly bleeding wound.

Red looked at the green eyes that started at him, silently pleading not to send him away. He had no place to go after all, but if he must he would respect the God Mind's wishes.
You can't stop crime. That's what you never understood. I'm controlling it. You wanna rule them by fear, but what do you do with the ones who aren't afraid? I'm doing what you won't, I'm taking them out.


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