Facilier falls through the abyss, screaming to every power he knows for salvation from his fate. As he peels the final catalog of gods his mother taught him, a cottony thickness fills the dark, slowing his descent till he finds himself on a solid void.Then, in the blackness he stumbles through the changed underworld when a blue fiery glow fills the darkness. "Hades, Lord of the dead. You called, pal. I have a feeling you and we are gonna be fast friends.""We?"A cackling laugh fills a red glowing smoke as Jafar seems to slither from behind the God."Assssociates for a common goal."Hades lights a cigar with his thumb smiling through the words, glancing sideways at the just defeated shadow man."Revenge."A dumbstruck Facilier, never one to be at a loss for words feels something slap the side of his head. looking down he sees his tophat has caught up with his fall, rolling, visible by the red and blue glows of the duo before him. Snatching the hat and flourishing it in his hands he feels the brim for the charcoal shard he keeps along the brow."Sirs, I am glad you speak the language that I am well versed and devoted to. Revenge is always a dish I'm willing to have a hearty helping of, so long as the meal you plan is frogs legs."Smiling he begins to slip the charcoal along his palms through his spiel, crafting from practiced stealth the Loa glyphs his mother beat into his memory."As I was the one to call such a distinguished entity of undead power, who am I to turn down a hand in the darkness." He holds out his hands crossing the wrists to shake both new partners hands in unison.As they both reach out with a touch of disdain at the eager smile greeting them, they don't notice the green glow pulse through the vigorous pumping shakes."Now, let's hear your plan."
Hades walked forward, his robes of smoke one with the darkness as his blue arms stretched out, and suddenly the inky backgrounds sucked themselves into various new shadows cast by the defined backgrounds of the caverns now exposed around the trio.Sconces of blue flame danced to life down the long cut corridors before Facilier. Cut into the green stone walls reaching beyond the witch doctor could see were jagged bars of obsidian metal obstructing those within their cells.Smoking a few steps backwards Hades places an icy hand across the lanky shoulder of Facilier. His other outstretched in greeting."Ah... just a little corner of heav- Well, a little corner of something, eh? Welcome to the team my good Doctor!""A jail?"The dark circled eyes of the God never touched the smile at the moment of apprehension shown."Just consider this the home team locker room!"They walked down the rows looking into the cells, seeing the eager raised eyes of the occupants."Give me my rife! Another chance! By GOD! I'll be using Tarzan's skin for my boots!"The sound of a sudden rifle shot rips through the cavern and Clayton cringes back against his bed, fear curling him to the floor.Jafar coughs after making this sound, and touches his throat, smiling as they stride past."Sometimesss, they have to be reminded... patience."The shadow man makes mental notes of his partners personalities, wary of any empty cell ahead.
"Now now, no need to fret my shadowy man! This little lounge is more for the less talented of our ilk. The puppy skinning fashionistas and kitten drowning butlers. Never for one of such obvious skill, and wonderful methods of long distance calling."Hades floated back assuring Facilier forward the darkness overtaking behind them again as the lights wink out, pushing them onward. Only the green eyes of a cat sitting in the prim lap of a cold motherly figure reflect the offset of light. "For my girls..."The sounds of each cell lost as the visibility ended. Only existing the moments the three pass, shrinking the hallway to one section at a time.Hades's figure billows, blocking the view ahead a moment, then revealing a climbing stairwell. The hungry eyes of the Doctor notice the remaining cells closed and full before the stairs start, and a tense spike of nerves put more swagger into his step. Still, he reigns in his ease, knowing this game is still being delt.
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