“Welcome to X,” said Beatle, as the heroes’ ship boarded the docking area of the planet. They walked out of the docking steps and walked around in a beautiful utopian city, where everything was practically a paradise, and gods lived in harmony within this semi-natural and semi-artificial environment, with skyscrapers everywhere. Beatle, with his cowl off, doesn’t look in control for the first time. He looks absolutely terrified of the situation, sweating profusely and tearing up constantly.
“Ugh… Pantheons…” said the Voice.
“Aren’t you one?” asked Beatle.
“Not anymore,” the Voice pressed.
Beatle turns to Black Sabbath. “Sabbath.”
“Yes, love?” asked Black Sabbath, turning to him.
“Make sure to introduce me. The Fire of Tongues is one of your powers, I believe,” said Beatle, coughing.
“Why won’t you do it yourself?” asked Sabbath.
“Not customary,” said Beatle.
“What?” asked Sabbath, confused.
“My god asks who you are,” smiled a beautiful Nymph standing beside a Flying Spaghetti Monster.
“Uh…” Sabbath’s eyes dart to the left and back at the grotesque yet delectable-smelling spaghetti. “Hey…” said Sabbath. “He he is… my Lord, Beatle Saint King.” She said, smiling awkwardly. “I represent him. He is the Saint Kingf of the Multiv-...”
“Never mind,” said the Nymph, cutting her sentence short. “Your kind is undesired by him.” She grinned as they walked away.
“What a tool, sir. Honestly!” the Nymph shook her head.
The Flying Spaghetti Monster man nods and blabs in affirmation.
“Does he have a problem with you?” Sabbath asked, annoyed.
“It’s okay, Anna,” sighed Beatle. “I expected just as much treatment from the Pantheon. They dislike the House of Adonai.”
“Tch-.. Kinda insulting for ya, don’t you think?” Sabbath asked, annoyed for him.
“It’s okay. I’m not offended. I have encountered this place before by myself. Just a race of snooty beings,” Beatle rolled his eyes. “How are the others?”
“Taking care of Billy,” she smiled.
Suddenly, mud was tossed into Beatle’s face and he fell over.
“HEY!!!” roared Sabbath, taking her wings out.
“Sabbath, easy…” Beatle takes the mud off his face, slapping it off his skin.
“How dare you offend my Saint King!” boomed Black Sabbath, as the Nymphs jitter and cackle at the pair.
Beatle magically cleans himself up and grabs her shoulder. “Sabbath, please. Anna… You don’t have to do this…”
“Of course, I do! They just insulted your very dignity! It’s against what we stand for!”
“It’s okay. They aren’t Human.”
“But YOU were! And it isn’t fair that they treat you like this!” boomed Sabbath.
“Why are you being like this?”
“TO MAKE UP FOR IT!!!”
“FOR WHAT?!!?”
“ALL OF IT!!!” boomed Sabbath, as the Nymphs kept laughing at the pair, speaking to each other in an otherworldly language.
Beatle sighs. “I already love you. You don’t have to prove yourself anymore.”
Sabbath sighs and hugs Beatle. “I don’t like how they make fun of you either… Brings back too many bad memories.”
Beatle sighs, hugging her back.”I damn know, love. I know.”
Meanwhile, Death Leopard, Tophbee, Inchworm, and Ladybug babysit the kids.
Tophbee repeatedly applies honey into Billy’s wound.
Inchworm smiles, playing chess with Gabrielle.
“Y’know, we still don’t trust ya,” Ladybug turned his dead eyes toward Death Leopard.
“I heard your power is that you weaponized Murphy’s Law itself,” said Death Leopard. “Why not call yourself Final Destination or Grim Reaper?”
Ladybug tosses a coin that nearly cuts Leopard’s cheek.
Leopard doesn’t flinch.
Ladybug smirks. Looking at the coin, it still had heads on top. “Ladybug. Ladybugs are the luckiest bugs. Especially if I’m on your side. So, stay in it, Black Weasel.”
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“Death Leopard.”
“Whatever Dying Badger,” Ladybug rolled his eyes.
“You want me to punch you in the face?” asked Death Leopard.
”You wanna have it somehow ricochet back into your face?” smiled Ladybug.\
Tophbee sighs, eating his own honey.
Inchworm is grossed out. “Dude… Why are you eating that stuff?”
“It’s sweet.”
“It’s from your body…” said inchworm.
“You’re the one whose scrotum could stretch into a sail,” said Tophbee.
“Sure. That’s true.”
Beatle and Black Sabbath reached the massive Deus Odeon, where they entered and reached a group of gods cheering for their current leader…
“I will be asking Zeus for the Heaven’s Truffles in that area. Then again, he could be dead. Haven’t been here for 200 years.” Beatle’s eyes widen. His goggles whirred and quivered.
“What?” asked Black Sabbath,
“Where’s Zeus…?”
Black Sabbath’s eyes widen. She gasps softly. “Wait… Is that-?”
Morningstar cackles, raising her arms and dancing. “PANTHEONS OF THE SKY!!! DANCE AS THE FALLEN BITCH DANCES FOR Y’ALL!!!” She smiled, dancing seductively while the Pantheon cheered for her. She swayed her hips and her chest repeatedly, belly dancing for the crowd.
Morningstar sneers when her eyes fell upon Beatle and Black Sabbath.
Beatle sighs, flying up and landing on stage along with Black Sabbath.
The gods booed at them both.
“Down with the House of Adonai!!!” shrieked Ra Atum. “People taker!”
“You shalt always be beneath us!!!” yelled Baal.
“YOU SUCK, BUGS!!!” boomed Thor.
Beatle flies upward, nose making that tiny bunny twitch to reach the podium.
Morningstar sneers and follows after him, facing him.
“Morningstar. You wanted us to go here. Why?” asked Beatle.
“Ding ding!” she grinned, with the pair now twirling around each other in the air. “Obviously, because I still want to play the game, Beatle! Ever watched Sonic the Hedgehog 3?”
“Of course. Masterpiece of its time,” said Beatle.
“Then you understand what I ask of you, right?”
Beatle is confused. “What?
“How much til you BREAK!?!? But which will first? Your spirit? Or your body?” she smirked, snapping her finger as the song “Pinia Colada” played in the stadium. Thor appears and hammers Beatle’s face with his blood red beard and hair swimming in the air as if it were underwater. He beats Beatle down to the ground.
Beatle grunts and takes a swing, but Thor just zaps him with lightning, crashing him into a nearby planet that shatters and explodes. He grabs Beatle’s head and scrapes it into thousands of uninhabited planets, as Beatle takes another swing. Thor dodges and kicks him back to the ultimately massive X. They both crash on the planet’s desert, as Thor, hulking 25 feet tall, just pummels Beatle to the ground. He stomps on Beatle as the gods, who had been watching the entire fight with their magical orbs attached to their eyes, cheer for Thor.
Beatle coughs and bleeds on the ground. “Thor… You don’t have to do this.”
“Anything for our Queen!” he grabbed Beatle by the ankles and smashed his foot into his crotch.
Thor then blasts heat vision into Beatle’s eyes, but Beatle blasts back, both beams glowing with so much firepower. Beatle resists, only to be overpowered and hammered aside by his mallet. Beatle’s face lands on the cold brick city tiles
Thor lands before Beatle and prepares to strike, but Sabbath swoops in and tackles Thor, beating him over and over, even stabbing him with her wings.
He grunts and grabs her from his back, then he hammers her head into the ground. “Filthy Avian Human!“
Thor then carries Beatle, then prepares to crush his head.
Beatle roars and offers an uppercut that shatters Thor’s jaw as he screams in pain. Beatle pulls his beard down and makes him howl in anguish.
Beatle stood before the Pantheons as they teleport back into the Odeon, with Beatle looming up and his cape flowing in the wind. He angrily stared up at Morningstar with disgust.
Beatle smirks, standing in front of the Pantheons. “I AM BEATLE SAINT KING!!!” he boomed. “AND I IMPLORE THAT YOU OFFER ME YOUR HEAVEN’S TRUFFLES!!!”
The Pantheons laugh at Beatle, so Beatle rolled his eyes and blasts heat vision at the bleachers’ edges, causing many gods to back away.
“Okay, okay!” spoke a curious god with a Greek accent. “We sorry, yes?”
Beatle sighs. “Zeus, you fuckin’ sellout.”
“Yeah. Your bitch tried killing me long time ago, yes?” asked Zeus. “She pure evil! We scared for lives! Only reason I alive is because I give her nice things like the Heaven’s Truffles.”
Beatle shakes his head, turning to Morningstar. “WHAT is your GAME, Ruru!?”
“Oh, please, Beatle! You still haven’t figured it out? It couldn’t be more obvious!”
“Yeah. No shit. You have NOTHING BETTER to do so you torment me and you ENJOY it!!! But if my daughter dies-...“
“Enough…” boomed Mars.
Ares, who curiously had a cyborg body, scoffs in the audience. “Look at this fucker… Deranged guy in all honesty…” Ares mocked. “Using my name for such musings.”
“You think YOU’RE OFFENDED!?” asked Hermes, turning to Ares and shaking his head in dismissal.
“Beatle,” said Mars, looking at Beatle in the sky. “I want to apologize for stabbing your daughter.”
Beatle furiously floated down. “Then give me the Heaven’s Truffle.“
Mars offers nothing but a long pause. “No.”
Beatle furiously kicked Mars away, but Mars moves at such quick speeds that he spun and broke Beatle’s knees backward.
Beatle regenerates immediately, shaking in pain, only to be kicked to the ground by Mars.
Black Sabbath tackles Mars and angrily beats him down. “STAY… AWAY… FROM MY-!!!“ Each time she struck, it was heavier than the last.
Diana then charged a heavily furious tackle into Black Sabbath, beating her to the ground.
“Mars was easy to take from the Multiverse,“ Morningstar smiled, pacing around. “A version of you where his Tyrone and Anna married instead of having you in the way. He’s a version of you who didn’t become Saint King. He grew angry and bitter, but worked for Tyrone’s research regardless of time travel using a particle-based mega collider. Instead, an explosion occurred that killed them both, and Mars adopted his greatest gift, Diana. He joined me because we share the same beliefs… THAT ALL NEURODIVERGENTS DESERVE A RANK IN THIS WORLD HIGHER THAN HUMANS!!! Besides, the Splooge only affects and gives abilities to Neurodivergents anyway. I constantly terraformed worlds and genocided entire universes just to have an excuse to break you, AND HERE WE FUCKIN’ ARE!!! On the verge of a fuel crisis! The gods can’t even solve the problem! Billions of worlds gone in a second, and I feel puke at the back of my throat realizing that this obsession of mine reminds me OF YOU!!!”
Mars beats Beatle and Sabbath down by grabbing their faces and slamming them into the ground.
“I… AM… MORNINGSTAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!!!” boomed Morningstar, while the gods cheered… “ARREST THESE FOOLS, FOR I SHALL TORTURE THEM, AND KEEP DOING SO, OVER, AND OVER… And over again…” she smiled.
