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Jason was relieved when the man who shared his last name, pulled Ertigan away from Batman, but that was only short lived when he realized he would take care of Batman himself. However he was not there to witness what was to follow, as Etrigan was already obeying the commands of that madman. Etrigan’s back sprouted big leathery bat like wings, the kind you typically see most demons with wings having. With two beats of the mystical bloodhounds newly grown appendages, it took flight already catching scent of The Phantom Stranger, leading the possessed Starfire along with himself. For Jason this was new experience for he never flew like this before, to him it beautiful in spite of the current circumstances. He wished he could experience such when the body he was imprisoned in was not out of his control. But for now he would enjoy the ride, during the brief intermission of chaos and turmoil. It would take him some time however to reach his destination. Giving the heroes just enough time they need to get answers to the questions they need before they enter the House of Mysteries.

Superman, like the others, listened to the Phantom Stranger and all he had to offer on their current predicament. He spoke of being a Lord of Orders and that his task is to spectate everything that occurs on Earth whilst also steering humanity to "it's true destiny". Superman had heard enough. He knew their situation and it wasn't a good one to be in. It was nice to regroup while they could but now they needed to formulate a plan of attack and get back out there. He would've expressed this after the Stranger stopped speaking - only something else took his attention completely - causing Superman to pause.

"I am sorry Kal-El. I am sorry to all of you. While I was able to save all of you, I could not do the same for Batman. Destiny has prevented me from intervening with his path. I am afraid that he is dead." he said to them all. Clark was at a loss for words. He tried to process but someone from their group spoke up. He didn't even need to turn to know who it was.

"No.." started Robin who now glared at the Phantom. "I don't give a damn who you are or who's orders you follow. You're going to go back...and you're going to save MY FATHER!" he was furious. Tears rolled down his cheeks as attempted to lung forward before Superman grabbed his shoulder, holding him back. "It's okay, son. I know. We'll get him back. I promise." The Man of Steel reassured. He pulled Damian close to him who was hurting and then turned his attention towards the Stranger. "No one, not even you, should get to decide who lives and who dies. You're going to take us back and this time we're going to fight. Stand in my way and you will live to regret it." Superman who also was angry threatened. He was tired of listening to the Stranger who openly admitted to leaving behind his friend.

Aquaman saw none of this was getting them anywhere. He was surprisingly the coolest of heads here given he had no ties to anyone here. You took us from New York for a reason. You should probably get on with why and send us to where ever you're supposed to before Superman begins to rearrange your home for you."

Company: Other Heroes | Location: House of Mystery

The Stranger watched as those gathered had introduced themselves to one another, all the while collecting themselves. The time given to them to rest would be invaluable. Now came the matter of who would go with whom. The Stranger had not spent a long time on contemplating the team composition. Having already foreseen what they would come to face, he had determined the teams based on where they be best fit to their abilities. The Kryptonians would be out of their element no matter wherever they went due to their innate weakness to magic itself. The Atlantean would be a wild factor, but it was the mortals themselves that he was sure would perform beyond expectation .

"Superman, Robin, Cyborg, and Wonder Woman, you will join Constantine in his travels through the under world. No one on this earth will be more familiar with the lay out of hell itself then he." He declared, motioning for those mentioned to gather around Constantine himself before continuing with a warning" Your journey will be more difficult than the others. Hell is not a realm not dictated by the laws of the material world. Be wary and do not trust your surroundings. Find Raven and return as quickly as you can. She is the key to Trigon's defeat." With that done he looked towards the remaining heroes.

" Supergirl, Nightwing, Red Arrow, and Aquaman. Zatana will take you all to the Tower of Fate. There you must enter the tower and sever it's connection to this plane itself. If you cannot do this, then destroy the Tower. Once it is taken out, Trigon's power in this realm shall become severely diminished. " This was the key factor in the grand scheme of things. With Fate's defeat and possession by Trigon, the demon lord had managed to turn the Tower of Fate into a siphon, through which he was now collecting all of this world's magic into it. "Be warned though, I know not what defenses Trigon has prepared for anyone daring enough to try and take it. Support one another and be careful."

The Phantom Stranger backed away towards the door, hands held out to each side. The white light had started to enveloped each of his fingers as he prepared a new spell altogether. " I wish good fortune to you heroes. Once your task are complete, I shall summon you forth once more. Until then. Good Luck." He said pressing his hands together, strands of magic spreading outwards to envelop them and send them off to their destinations.

Zatana's team would find themselves teleported directly in front of the Tower of Fate itself. Where that was was unknown but the Tower itself or at least the outside perimeter would appear largely defenseless.That in and of itself would have been troubling for it meant that whatever trap Trigon had laid it would be inside of the Tower itself. Those that had entered in the past would know what danger that would entail, for the Tower itself was a maze once entered. Constantine's team would find themselves transported to one of hell's various domains. Fortunately for them it would be the domain that Raven had been located within, unfortunately it would have proven the Stranger's words correctly. Hell was not bound by mortal laws nor apparently the words of scripture itself, for instead of a fiery domain of brimstone and blood, the gathered heroes had found themselves located within a snow tundra, in what appeared to be a blizzard. Only the snow was grey and rather than freeze the skin that it touch, it stung like an insect bite. The heroes fortunate had been poor, for they would find themselves in the domain of Belial. Third Son to the Trigon, and the Prince of Lies.

There was a great light each of them were engulfed in. Robin was at ease for someone who had just lost his father. Why, you probably wondered - no it wasn't because he was some demon spawn who lacked empathy - it was because he had the ultimate opportunity at his hands to retrieve Batman, more importantly his father. The team's mission may have been here to rescue Raven, but he had already decided he would not be leaving hell without his father and that was that.

Meanwhile, Superman like the others went from being guests to the House of the Mystery to the new natives of Hell. The snow was definitely not something he had expected. It was about the same as Earth's, only colder, something he was used to with his visits to the Fortress of Solitude. He knew with Batman gone that it would be his responsibility to look after Robin. He knew Bru...Batman would do the same for him if the roles were reversed.

"This is hell? Pfft -tt- It snows in hell?" he stated, doing his best to fend off the snow's bite.

"Looks like it does." Superman stated, glancing up at Constantine who wasted little to no time in walking forward. "I'm no guide but shouldn't you be explaining to us what's going on? For starters, where are we? And don't say Hell." Superman asked quickly.

~*~

If there was one person happy to end all the talking and get right to the action, it was Arthur. They were back in New York where it all began. He hoped Mera was safe, he planned on getting back to her as soon as this was all over. He said nothing to the group he barely knew. But he did shoot a glance or two at the heroes he would be fighting alongside out of curiosity mostly. "I know I've been underwater for quite sometime. But...are things always this bad?" he asked to no one in particular while staring at the Tower.

Oh no, someone had gone and done it this time. While he was casually enjoying the thrill of the having the casual pleasure to knock some common sense into his Exorcist induced friend, he vanished into thin air and came falling on a couch with a soft thud. And his arrows? They landed ever to eloquently wherever it was they were at. From there, everything had become a s**t show in his personal opinion.

Now, Roy had never known the man clad in dark attire to match a bat, but that didn't mean he didn't team up with him once upon in a while when he was a Speedy working under the very man he hoped would personally kick rocks one day and d**k himself was Robin. How did he ultimately feel? Indifferent, to say the least. He could understand the Batbrat and Boy Scout's rage over what just occurred, but firstly, the ginger archer had to raise an eyebrow on whoever the figure with lengthy blond hair was. Man looked like he was fit to have a fight with pron and crabs of the sea, only it was the crustaceans who won the fight. He would hold a chuckle to himself however. It was none of them he was concerned about. It was Nightwing, naturally. He just had to fight someone they were close to and to top it off, this pale looking man clad in clothes fit to rival the pilgrims had just given the news of him letting Batman out to die rather than intervene.

"Buddy, how are ya holdin' up..."

He almost thought to comfort Richard a little, but that had come to an abrupt end when two figures appeared and once more they were being told to go do something. Roy couldn't pass up being just a tad snarky however. With a pen from his side pouch, he clicked it down and brought forth a mini tie back journal clad in black leather. His black book if you catch his drift. Oh yes, Phantom Stranger had just made the list. On his said notes of people on the list were Oliver at the top, Artemis at the second though now she was all scartched out in ink, next came Deathstroke, Dahrk and Brother Blood. All of them were still alive, clearly. now this Stranger had just joined them. He groaned in annoyance as he hefted his arrows back into the quiver and walked forth with this...Zatanna...

"Things never go easy for us," Roy stated to the rather Mermaid-esque male. "Welcome to the insanity."

"Only if you choose to let it be this way."

The almost authoritative voice had come above the party who arrived at the tower. With his arms crossed, he began to slowly descend towards them, but he never stopped hovering. Judging by the Green Aura radiating off from his body as well as the symbol of a lantern, it was without a doubt that a Green Lantern had been waiting on them, but this wasn't Hal, John, Simon, Jessica and heavens forbid Guy. Nobody ever wanted to be Guy. It was Kyle Rayner, the slightly milder version of Jordan if anything. Still, there was the ever bugging question on how did he know to come to the Tower.

Well, that one was quite simple. While he was out on Oa with the rest of the Lanterns, preparing for something to be quite exact, that figure who probably annoyed everyone presently had also appeared before him. And with this Phantom Stranger, there came a vision, which sent his ring on the fritz. Kyle had seen more than enough to make his decision if Phantom Stranger's ominous warning wasn't enough:

"I have shown you all that I can , Kyle Rayner. If Trigon manages to solidify his hold on this Earth, then this reality will be lost to the inferno. Your world is the lynchpin to all that is and all that will be in this universe. Oa will stand on its own, but Earth will fall if you are not there to aid it in the final hour. You must choose now Kyle Rayner, Oa or all of this reality?"

As a result, he knew of the plan and wouldn't spend time dilly-dallying around. If anything, he was there to make sure Zatanna and the others got to their destination safely and with him having already been on Oa, his ring was fully charged and geared to go.

"Everyone get your bearings together and do it quickly. No doubt our enemies will be upon us and I rather we already be climbing this tower and stall them before they make the effort."

The Prince of Lies’ domain was no foreign place to Jason Blood, or Ertigan. For it was the birthplace of Belial’s first born the Rhyming Demon Prince. However unfortunately for those who were there to seek out Raven, Etrigan was only two thirds himself. Those two thirds of rage and fury, with only most base of desires. The good news was, it also meant the yellow big eared demon was also only at two thirds of its power. This certainly would put him on equal ground as Superman, and give Wonder Woman the advantage. As such it also meant Etrigan was without his mystical armour to protect himself, and as such only wore his usual red tunic, and grey cloak. The Demon that was now made as nothing more than a mystic hound tracked their scent to this vile place. The other thing of note would be that The Demon wore a golden spiked collar, which should be of particular interest to the likes of Constantine.

Jason Blood’s first instinct when he arrived as an unwitting passenger, was Belial’s domain looked different than whence he was here last. However it still was familiar enough that he could help his allies through this domain if he were ever to be free of his curse. Jason then spotted John, and his instant reaction was “Of course, it had to be you, you bloody b*****d that ends up saving mine and Etrigan’s neck, and I’ll probably never hear the end of it knowing you John. That is even -if- you do help us.” He sighed internally knowing full well no one could hear his pleas,and complaints. Then the body he inhabited began to attack. John and his companions would hear it growl and hiss instead of its usual rhymes. Out it’s mouth came hellfire, shoot out like napalm towards Trigon’s enemies, whilst it was in mid flight with its wings.