Zylon watched on as She sang her heart out on the stage, the succubus dancers syncing to her every word like automated puppets. The crowd was going haywire. The female elf from earlier grazed his arm tenderly. Zylon looked at her, a smile of mischievous intentions filled her face she closed in on him, her lips become close to his. The Security Automation that was there earlier was now comforting a forest nymph having a anxiety attack as this was her first time at a club like this.

"Aww what the hell." Zylon thought to himself and proceeded to lean in to kiss her. He didn't noticed the portal open up behind him.

She stopped him and smiled at his dumb face.

"Well this was easier than I expected." She mused as she saw a giant hand grabbed Zylon by his collar and snatched him into the portal.

She sat back down and enjoyed the show.

Zylon found himself on the ground, looking up at a rather intimidating mountain of a man. His ashen-grey skin and coal-black suit. His eyes was glowing a dark shade of purple.

"Well well well, How the tables are turning!" A man wearing a mask said as he look down at the speedster in question. Satisfaction was in the eyes of the leader of the three as he did a little fist pump.

Zylon recognized the three men that looked down at him. He assumed the big bad man was their boss.

"So you're their boss? I guess this is payback for what happen earlier today?" Zylon asked, formulating a plan in his head. He calmly took in the four crooks surrounding him and regarded them with ease.

"You guessed correctly, Son of Myraniss." The boss said as he cracked his knuckles, an grey aura of energy around his fists as he did it.

"Remember what i told your cocky scrawny ass?! YOU WON'T BE SHIT WHEN THE BOSS GET A HOLD OF YOU!" Radam yelled at Zylon, feeling extremely confident right now.

"There you go again with that scrawny nonsense, i can take off my shirt if you need to be convinced." Zylon said to Radam, who attempted to kick him in the head only to be stop by the boss putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Quite a tongue you have there, messenger." The boss noted as he listened to his wife sweet voice booming from the stage.

"Well thank you I been told that-" Zylon attempts to speed out of there but much to his annoyance, surprise, and then horror. He find that he couldn't move his body at all, he couldn't even lift a finger.

"Oh this ain't good." Zylon said fearfully.

"Yes i imagined not being able to solely rely on your speed would be detrimental in your position. Your grandmother had a lot of skills at her disposal, so did your father, but then we have you, the one-trick pony." The boss said kneeling down.

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"Fantastic work Boss!" Nazolo complemented the boss.

The Boss slowly wrapped his large hand around Zylon's neck and lifted him up like he was nothing. He began to squeeze harder and harder.

Zylon began to choke for air, the three men looked at the situation with a mixture of satisfaction and fear. Radam was just glad it wasn't him this time in the boss's grip.

Black spots began to invade the demi-god's vision. He was slowly losing his grip on consciousness. He found himself standing in the abyss.

"Think back on your mistake, the one mistake that led to you on this path of redemption." He heard a voice said from the darkness, a voice that creates a warmness inside his heart.

Zylon was unsure if this was the wise thing to do, flashbacks to that night surfaced in his head, distorted. The woman with the charred skin, the screams of terror that sent him into sobriety.

"How will you make it up to her? If you were to perish here?" The same voice from before ask him calmly.

She was right, he needed to move, he need to warn the others. But he felt something was stopping him. He look down at his feet to see he was slowly sunk into a dark void. There no other sound except for his breathing.

"I'm scared mom." He sounded no older than a child.

"I know. It alright to be scared, but right now you need to move. Just know that I will always be by your side." Myraniss said, hugging him within the recesses of his mind.

Zylon begin to glow a bright blue and in a brilliant flash, The Boss let go as he was electrocuted. He was staggered to say the least. Smoke emanated off his suit. The other three had to shield their eyes to avoid being blinded.

Radam shared a look with Nazolo, who nodded.

Zylon was able to move again, breaking the spell of The Boss.

"Ok, time to run out of here, tell Dialoco, warn everybody, figure out a plan to beat him, maybe get Malakai and Winfrey to back me up, save the day. Simple." He thought to himself before crashing through the wall and tumbling. Knocking over a couple of elven workers.

"The hells? I was heading out the door, I'm sure of it." Zylon thought bewildered as He got up and dusted himself off.

"Sorry about that. You guys might want to get out of here." Zylon said to the group of elven workers who simply scurried off.

Zylon now had an idea what was going on, as the floor itself became a pit of squirming larvae that exploded into snakes. All of them screaming. A pit formed in the speedster's stomach.

"Mental Magic, the worst type of Arcadia to deal with." Zylon thought as he lightly jog, not wanting to crash again. He kept his cool as he bounded down the stairs which seemed to twist and turn.

"It not real, it not real, it not re-" Zylon tripped and felled on his face. He was at the bottom and Swano was starting up another song. The Demi-God couldn't feel the blood that pour down from his nose.

"FROM THE TOP, BOYS!" Swano sang with passion.

Zylon got out the door and was confronted with a woman who was seemingly melting into the floor. His heart stopped, he had seen her before.

She had on a regular blue hoodie, her once black hair became a stark white. Her brown skin was flaking off, showcasing her raw flesh. smoke was emanating off her wounds.

He wanted to vomit, he wanted to run far way from here.

But this was no time for fear.

"Why did you do it?" The white-haired woman asked accusingly of Zylon who was walking away.

"You're not real, the real you is alive and well, I will apologize to her, I will-" These was things Zylon have repeated to himself over and over to keep himself from going mad, when he had nightmares for months after that faithful encounter.

The woman simply laughs, it was a laugh full of pity for the demi-god.

"Sure you will...sure you will." The woman told him, not believing him for a second.

The woman's voice and image fade slowly as he made it to the dance floor. He saw Malakai and Winfrey dancing together. The sight of them calming him down.

"Good for them." Zylon thought as he also saw the metal assistants of Malakai at the bar. He had no time to waste so he headed over to the bar.