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  1. SUMMARY AVAILABLE AT BOTTOM OF SETUP. PLEASE NOTE THAT THESE ARE ALL MYTHOLOGICAL VERSIONS; NOT MARVEL, DC OR SUPERNATURAL ---------------------------- The End of Flipside – Part 2 of 2 (The End Part 1; Thanos & Darkseid VS Z Fighters: http://www.electricf...showtopic=25474) ---------------------------- FLIPSIDE Flipside is a world beneath ours where dreams go to die. Imagine a world created solely for the repository of our imaginations, where the unwritten stories live alongside those never completed and every fickle being that has ever been conjured from the deep recesses of our mind walks the yellow brick roads that pave the way to the great cities of our make-believe. Flipside is a place where you can get anything, or if you are not careful, where anything can get you. You can find ogres, dragons, superheroes, demons, knights and dead pop stars drinking alongside each other in any of the many bars, pubs and nightclubs that offer every vice imaginable. You can only access Flipside if you wish for it hard enough, or are desperate enough, or have a death wish. Gods walk through the streets, passing undead cheerleaders or old cowboy gunslingers and no one bats an eyelid. Tourism is a big trade, mainly because Flipside gets a cut of the insurance money, which is ridiculously high. In a world where Satan, Dr Doom, Hannibal Lecter and Jason Vorhees can establish their own businesses, no one can ever really be safe. So… welcome to Flipside; a place where dreams can come true, or, more likely, where nightmares will kill you. For god’s sake; be careful. ----------------------------- Ugh. I awoke with pain everywhere. I breathed in quickly, which only caused more pain to at least two cracked ribs in my side. I hadn’t yet opened my eyes, but when I finally did I didn’t have a clue what I was looking at. Blurbs slowly transformed into shapes as my eyesight adjusted to the light. A chair, a table, what seemed like white walls and a window into a bland field outside; I must be in a hospital. And that’s when memories start returning. Painful memories that only complimented the agony my body was experiencing. An explosion had taken Flipside police station, powerful and devastating and I doubted that there would be many survivors. For those of you who haven't already met me, my name is Arthur. Yes like the King and yes, the same person. I am protected by Merlin the Magician's most powerful ancient spells and carry at my side Excalibur, the gun reshaped from my old sword. It shoots bullets that kill instantly and the name Arthur Pendragon has become synonymous with death in Flipside. Oh, I am also an alcoholic, and worse, a cop. A very beat up cop in this instance. Suddenly I heard the familiar sound of grating stone on stone. There weren’t many types of sounds that were more familiar than that of a walking statue (apart from the odd gargoyle) and relief flooded my aching bones as I realised that there had been at least one other survivor. The door opened and Plato, the living statue walked through the door. Once reputed to be the most intelligent man of ancient Greece this philosopher and mathematician was killed by his own student. Aristotle. Jealous of his teacher’s superior intellect and renown, the student made a deal with a sorcerer to banish Plato’s soul from the world of the living. Luckily, sensing there may be an opportunity to twist the words of the spell, the soul of the genius Plato entered a recently erected statue of himself and proceeded to crush the sorcerer and discredit Aristotle. His logical mind and prodigious deductive reasoning were being put to good use in the Flipside Police department and I counted him as a personal friend (plus a relatively cheap house guest). “Pendragon…. You Survived!” said the statue in a voice like sandpaper on glass. “Plato, thank god. Did anyone else make it?” I was almost shaking with grief, anger and pain all rolled into one unstoppable ball of inner turmoil. “Very Few. Those That Were On Duty Out Of The Main Station And A Few That Happened To Be At The Edges Of The Explosion. The Whole Block Suffered Many Losses.” “What do you mean the whole block? Who else was hit?” I was suddenly sitting up in the bed despite the pain. “It Wasn’t Just The Station You Know?” said the statue. “Where else?” “The Whole Eastern Block, It Seems That Thanos And Darkseid Made An Escape From Flipside Into Another Dimension. The Resulting Explosion Destroyed Nearly Fifty Buildings.” Plato spoke each word slowly and sturdily. “I didn’t even think it was possible to escape Flipside like that! I wonder where they went.” “The Question Of More Importance It Why They Left. Reason Rather Than Location.” “You have a point” After that we spoke for a while of fallen comrades. We didn’t mention the case again and neither did we mention where the police force of Flipside would go from here. ----------------------------- Three days later I was fit enough to finally leave the hospital and that meant that I was due some answers. No one was too mighty to answer my questions and I didn’t care how many feathers I ruffled (the chain of command seemed to have fallen to me and the surviving cops appeared to be happy with this change; anger does that for you). Politicians, heroes, villains, priests, musicians… I questioned everyone for some whisper or some inclination as to what had happened or what was going to happen. Something monumental enough to scare off Thanos and Darkseid was coming, and I was damned if I was going to be unprepared. Lead after lead led nowhere until finally I got in touch with the Question. This man of mystery and official conspiracy nut seemed to have something and usually proved to be worthwhile listening to. But as usual, his message was cryptic. “He’s growing up and moving on. The world is unravelling.” Not a great help, but the way he had found the hidden message was interesting. It appeared to be embedded in technology code everywhere. The Question showed me strings of computer code and screens of television static and, amazingly, he was right. There, in bold letters, I could see it. “He’s growing up and moving on. The world is unravelling.” It was a lead but I had no idea how to follow it up. ----------------------------- I went to see Professor X. The X-Mansion had previously been on red alert and complete lockdown but this time I wasn’t backing down. After racing through obstacle courses and letting Merlin’s magic absorb as much fire power as it could safely bear, I finally made it into the mansion. Professor X was there to greet me with a small army of X-men. “Arthur, I’m glad you finally came. I apologise for the defences but we are on top alert and could afford no lapse to security” said Professor X as he let me down a hall. “Prof, what’s going on here? You look like you’re preparing for a war!” “I don’t know what we are preparing for, but I have a feeling it will be worse than anything we have ever experienced to date.” “I dunno Prof, you weren’t there for the episode of the Hannibal the Cannibal clones… that was pretty bad.” “Listen to me Arthur. Something is coming and I don’t know how we can stop it!” The fear in his voice stopped me in my tracks. “But WHAT is coming?!” “The end of everything!” his eyes were bright as he said the words and I could sense the panic almost palatably. ----------------------------- When I left the Mansion I was none the wiser about what to do. Professor X’s lead had seemed uncannily like the Question’s. Rather than something solid or concrete, it was a whisper or a rumour. Just as the Question had found words buried in technology, Prof had heard it whispered through Cerebro, apparently tapping in to the subconscious of every mutant in Flipside. Deep in their thoughts he had read a message, repeated constantly over and over again; The End. He brings the End. The End. He brings the End. Over and over ----------------------------- There were a million other clues that I could have started following up but I didn’t need to. The End and whoever this mysterious “He” was had come to Flipside and brought with him death and anarchy. No one saw him, or even heard or sensed him (and we have many senses in Flipside) but he was there just the same. People fell in the street, blood erupting from their eyes and flesh falling from their bones. Some simply disappeared into nothingness. Some melted and others burned. It was an apocalypse of unimaginable proportions and no one seemed immune to it. I found Plato outside my house, his fist raised to the heavens. He was just a statue again. From a high point in town I could usually see the X-Mansion… I saw only a crater in the ground. And then suddenly, from that high point in town I looked to the edge of Flipside and just couldn’t believe what I saw. Nothing. Oh, I’m not saying there wasn’t anything there… there was. It was pure and unaltered nothingness. A negative energy that seemed to suck away at everything it touched and simply makes it disappear. Blackness darker than any night; no stars or light of any sort and an absence of any life or even death. It was as if nothing had ever existed. Lightning crashed around me and I whirled around to see the heavens open. From the skies the Gods descended and they were in a panic. In the absence of a tangible enemy they turned on each other. The Greek, Norse and Egyptian pantheons blamed the new religions and the God Wars exploded above us all. Angel fought God in sky and on earth the Kings of Gods, Zeus, Odin and Ra faced Jesus and his two most powerful angels, the fallen Lucifer and the archangel Michael. I turned away from the battle as realisation slowly dawned. I quickly ran back to my house and jumped into my car. I think I finally understood what was happening and who this mysterious bringer of the apocalypse was…. ----------------------------- I drove and drove as the God wars continued behind me. I drove straight towards the nothingness, not daring to think what I was doing; simply acting. I stopped at the edge and saw it slowly moving forward, destroying everything in its path. Simply removing it from existence. “Please stop!” I shouted as loudly as possible. “PLEAAASEEE STTTOPP!!!” I knew who this “He” was… had long suspected that we lived in a realm of pure imagination. And if “He” was moving on or growing up, then Flipside would simply cease to exist. It was a terrifying thought… to simply be part of someone’s mind, a figment of his imagination and that we could all be dismissed that simply. “You can’t do it!” I cried. “There are lives here, real people… we rely on you! Don’t abandon us!” I didn’t know if anyone could hear my cries or whether I had simply snapped under the strain. Maybe I was still back in the hospital bed and this was all just a terrible coma induced hallucination. But I couldn’t stop. If Flipside was just part of some madman’s terrible mind, then we needed to do everything to ensure he did not forget. I drew Excalibur, my most trusted ally and fired again and again and again into the sky. Shouting for forgiveness, for mercy, for a chance simple chance to live past the nothingness of oblivion. Finally, when I could no longer feel my finger pulling the trigger and my voice was merely a croak; I dropped to my knees. I, Arthur Pendragon, the warrior who had saved England and forged a Kingdom, dropped to my knees and for the first time in my life begged. “Please don’t do this creator… Please save Flipside…” I begged and begged as the nothingness kept coming. Plea…. ----------------------------- THE END ----------------------------- SUMMARY Whilst the Pantheons fight Angels in the sky, the main battle takes place on Earth. The Kings of Gods: Zeus, Odin and Ra (all from mythology) VS Jesus and his two most powerful angels, the fallen Lucifer and the archangel Michael.
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