DesAxel

When others arrived it was already ending, Despair held Axel under his neck hand glowing softly. There was manic look on its face as cyborg turned its head towards other Rogues who emerged from darkness of demolished alley.

“Too late.” Scarf around it face made it look like Despair was grinning insanely. And sudden sharp glow of deformed eye didn’t help at all.

“Let him go.” Len demanded even though he knew this maniac won’t obey. Last time this individual was in this dimension it took over Watchtower with help of its friends. They were dangerous. Even more than Joker itself. Because Despair and its friends didn’t play with prey. They just killed it without warning.

Axel held on that skinny scared hand with one of his. His other was crushed. Useless. His body ached all over and he was sure he got few good bangs on head. He was dirty and this twerp was holding him dangling in air with only one hand. Light of its hair was illuminating him and mixed with light of cybernetic panel Despair had on chest.

And Axel knew this was the end. There wasn’t way to out-trick this creature. He looked up. All his friends, family was there. Facing monster that would kill them without second thought.

“Hey, abomination.” He managed to gasp and smirked with cut lips. “Wanna see mirror break? Look in mirror.” He laughed but it sounded more like gasping for breath.

“Axel, fuck, be quite.”

But blond trickster didn’t listen and taunted cyborg. Creature looked at him. Folds on bloody red scarf rearranged itself in taunting smirk.

CRACK

Loud noise echoed in alley. Everything went silent. “I don’t need broken toy.” It was clearly computer generated voice that Despair produced. But still took lifeless body with it.

“WAIT!” Len roared. He cared about that little blonde. Like everybody else who donned name Rogue.

Softly glowing eyes turned to him. “You don’t want to fight me. I did what I came for. And I will take my trophy.” And with that Despair dodged attack of four different weapons. Portal opened behind it and with creepy laugh Despair disappeared.

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After two years another bright portal appeared in middle of battle between Flash and Rogues. And from it emerged pale looking Axel. Everybody stopped. That wasn’t possible. Trickster was dead.

“Hey?” Axel greeted weakly looking behind him with haunted eyes. Like he was afraid something will run after him. But portal closed and he fell to his knees with relief.

Mark was at his side first, helping him stand up and asking what the fuck happened. Everybody else even Flash gathered around him.

He looked haunted. Dark circles under his eyes, dark clothes hung on his frame, blonde hair long and tied with hair tie in loose ponytail. He didn’t look his age at all. He aged greatly over the course f two years.

“I…It… She… He.” He stammered throwing glances at place where portal was.

Len knelled before him. Grabbing his shoulder he shook him and forced him to look at him. “Calm down, twerp.” He tried to sound stern but his voice slightly cracked with concern.

“Despair didn’t kill me. I… It was illusion. I still don’t know why I was spared. But was used as mechanic and to amuse them. It… they are so cruel. Shameless. Captain I’m scared.” With that last sentence he looked at him. Fear clear in his face.

“Despair turned on them. Somebody reprogrammed that motherfucker and now th… that thing is out to get all criminals what deserved to go to Dark Sector. I… I saw it snapping neck of alternative Supes and killing almost whole Justice League… n… no Justice Lords one by one. Because they refused to be captured in Dark Sector.” Axel was gasping for breath and without warning lunged at Cold, hugging him in death grip.

“Help me.”

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Well another piece for Dark Sector and its history. This time it was Trickster who crosses paths with unstable maniac.

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Trickster and Rogues dont belong to me
Despair does