(General P.O.V)

"So what do you think?"

Captain Atom asked Green Lantern, ducking a long scaled limb, while shooting a blast at another tentacle to dislodge it's hold on the cabin of a destroyed boat.

"Nothing the first scan did not reveal."

Hal replied, waving around a green flyswatter to destroy the numerous monstrous crabs that jumped at him from all directions.

"A pocket dimension, dependent on the majority's perception of the place. Why else would we have creatures straight from myths assaulting us?"

The Flash answered through the comms in Hal's stead.

"Majority's perception? What are you talking about?"

Green Lantern landed on the lone deserted island. The portal they had used on the boat had emptied them out in a long stretch of hard ground, stuck in the middle of a very ferocious ocean.

Captain Atom had tried to fly off into the horizon to map out the whole area but seemed to be flying in a circle. No matter what they did, the reality was that space was folded and without sufficient fire power or control over the pocket dimension, they had to find another way out. Of course that was easier said than done. Especially when they had to save the captain and crew mate who were stuck inside the cabin, held in the tentacles of the monster in the middle of the island.

"It's a popular Caribbean folklore. A creature known as The Lusca. It is said to be a giant octopus dragon hybrid, with the ability to control other ferocious sea creatures and..."

The Flash went quiet, spinning in place to push back the hundreds of crabs swarming his position with pressure blasts.

"And!??"

Green Lantern asked, flying over yet another tentacle and getting closer to the creature.

"Breath fire."

The Flash answered just as a torrential wave of liquid like yellow flame swallowed Green Lantern under it.

(Watchtower)

Robin's hands scrambled for his grappling gun on the utility belt, just as his body was pulled by the suction coming out of the hole in the chassis of the farthest wall in the room. He pulled the trigger and managed to hook the line on the frame of the stairs going from the deck to the swimming pool on the ground floor of the recreational facility.

Breathing became harder, so his next logical move was to strap on a rebreather onto his face. Thank God for being ever prepared. With that done, he begun the tedious task of pulling himself back towards the panel on the wall. That is where the training exercises they had been doing with Richard Dragon came into play. His body was much stronger that it took only a little effort for Boy Wonder to make it to the panel once more.

Bracing his legs onto the concrete ledge of the staircase, he connected the cable from his holo device onto the panel and pressed on a key. Instantly, the Forcefield managed to cut off the effects of the suction and Robin could breath easily again, though he started floating under the effects of zero gravity. But at least now they wouldn't die.

(Unknown Location)

"Mimir, I require your counsel."

A tall man, with an eyepatch on one of his eyes, called out to the giant flaming head standing behind a well that swirled with the wealth of knowledge. The whole enviroment surrounding the well was green and vibrant, a total contrast with Mimir's blazing head.

"Speak my liege, I shall endeavor to answer."

Mimir's voice was deep and raspy from disuse.

The one eyed man, narrowed his left eye.

"You are aware of the Norn's prophecy, yes?"

He asked.

"Yes, I am."

Mimir answered, electing to go silent afterwards.

The one eyed man became angry.

"Do not test my patience, Mimir. Enough of these games, tell me your honest thoughts."

He commanded, with an aura of power.

"The Odin force, such a potent energy." Mimir observed, his voice not the least bit shaky or afraid despite Odin's ferociousness.

"It will not be enough My Liege. Nothing will. Not infront of the darkness before all."

A thoughtful look appeared on Odin's face.

"It is settled then." The old god sighed. The Raven on his shoulder cawed at him. "Hush Huggin, I am no longer just a warrior. I am a king and the battlefield is no place for a wise one. Though it pains me to say so, the Legacy of the Aesir matters more than my own personal pride."

Odin said, turning away.

"A wise decision, my liege. Unfortunately, not all will follow the sentiment."

Mimir's words stopped Odin in his tracks.

"Loki is imprisoned in the underworld Mimir and Munnin's eyes stretch far and vigilant, he will not interfere in this. This I decree."

The statement was followed by a blast of magick from his position.

And Odin faded from the well of Mimir, leaving the head alone, lost in thought.

"Not lost in thought. That would suggest I have an inkling or knowledge on how it will turn out. However, I truly cannot foresee how this will end. The gods seek conflict with a being unshackled by the laws that govern free will. Free will...what a joke."

(Elsewhere- Apokalips)

A flare in the air announced the arrival of the craft. A round yellow sphere that seemed to grow more and more tangible hummed as it powered down...from forth stepped out Lor-Zod. His left hand was a stump, missing the forearm from the elbow downwards. His face was pale and wet with a thin layer of sweet, red blood covered his hair as he knelt behind the huge hulking figure gazing off into the distance.

Grayven, looked down at Lor-Zod and asked,

"What happened?"

(Aden's P.O.V)

I couldn't explain it. One minute I was in full control of my emotions and then the next, the dam broke and everything poured out. I buckled, I flailed, I struggled and then I gave up trying to exert my control over the emotions I was feeling. So I did the next best thing. I simply aimed all my focus on Apollo, desperately trying to avoid the giddy, hateful, happy, bored, excited, surprised, angered and other tumultuous emotions I was feeling. My regular meditation sessions helped me stay a bit level headed.

I instantly felt my homunculi puppet dematerialize. The connection compromised due to my current emotional situation, I hoped that Darken could handle the Chaos vortex with Wonder Woman and Superboy.

"Ok Glowstick, time to have some fun!"

A smile broke out across my face.

Apollo instantly doubled, then tripled in size. Before Long I was staring at his 50 meter form shining like a star.

"You want to fight me, mortal?! Come and face your doom!"

He shouted, somehow his voice was projecting through the vacuum.

Leaning forward, he started advancing, his footsteps sending earthquakes across the ground. Breaking sections of the hard terrain underneath them as he roared, charging straight at me.

I raised up my hand and looked down at myself curiously. My body glowed purple. Vaatu's red insignia lay prominent on my chest. I looked badass. I felt bad ass. My fingers opened and closed while I marveled at the feeling of strength I could exert. The pressure of power I had earlier felt from Apollo was almost non existent now.

The aura of the god, stopped before me as he wound his hand back and punched out. The blazing fist rippled with waves of light and fire. My palm faced him as I went with instinct.

"Dismantle."

The word left my lips along with a wave of formless purple black energy. It was slow to move. Like smoke yet it left spots of black chaotic space, where it touched.

Apollo's fist speared through the cloud of energy and landed on my open palm. The flames and light along the limb were instantly snuffed out. No not snuffed out, I could feel something fill up inside me. A sort of energy reserve that was probably a feature of Equity.

"Yes."

My sword hummed in confirmation.

Apollo tried to pull back his hand and failed, due to the second instinctual ability I could access.

"Pull."

A strong attraction force on anything I targeted. It must have looked comical. A 50 meter giant getting harassed by a 2 meter guy.

"What is this?! What sorcery!..."

I grinned, feeling more and more of his divinity get funneled into the energy reserve.

"Not sorcery Apollo. Y'all fucked up trying to make me your bitch. So take it like a man and stop complaining!!"

"No no...no!!"

He burst out with an explosion of power that managed to dislodge the hold I had on him, sending me flying away towards a hill.

My body slammed onto it's walls, and the hill simply crumbled apart behind my chaos energy clad back.

"I am the eternal blazing sun! You cannot fathom the power I possess. How dare you dirty my perfection with your tainted hands!! Die!"

A beam of power greater than anything else washed out towards me, lighting up the surroundings to the point it seemed like daytime.

"You wanna play it like that?! Fine!" Despite the unwieldy nature of my new energy, I could feel it's potential was for more than just pure destruction. Curiousity took over as I accessed that other facet of my weird new abilities.

"I am the darkness that precedes known matter. I am the before. The meaning of unreality. The true void. Under my inky blackness of illogical reasoning, drown in the purest expression of chaos, true darkness!"

The light from Apollo's beam disappeared under a sudden explosion of darkness. It was darker than what Darken could create. And within it's folds, things existed. Things not meant for human eyes. Apollo went silent, stiff in fear as the darkness reached him, broke through the shield of light he was pouring out and pulled him down into it's depths.

I was entranced. Whatever this was, was not something I had ever seen before. It felt like I had stolen a piece of what existed outside of creation and manifested it inside creation. It felt alien to my small dregs of humanity left, yet I wanted to spread it out even more. I wanted to swallow whole galaxies, then the universe! Then the multiverse!!!

I managed to wrest some self control and stopped myself, I could take the moon but that would be it. Something inside roared in indignation at the decision, there was no swallowing the natural satellite because I knew that without it, Earth would be in some serious trouble. Instead, I comforted myself with the promise that soon I would have more than enough enemies to have fun with... I mean, test out my chaos abilities on.

More and more divine energy was getting funneled into my separate energy pool, getting siphoned faster and faster, the more Apollo sank into the depths of my darkness.

Space above me rippled as hundreds of spaceships speared out of one huge boom tube, hovering above the moon. The spaceships were all distinctly alien and followed the same kind of theme. Black and red with the face of arguably the most dangerous New God in the universe. Darkseid. The conqueror. The destroyer. The curvy beams guy. You know...It wasn't a stretch to say Darkseid and I would soon come to blows. Infact...I could barely wait for it.

First the angels, then the demons and now it's gods. I was basically fighting all factions. The wide smile on my face incredibly widened some more.

"They're here!"

I got up in preparation to welcome my new guests from Apokalips.