'''The Book Of Trope'''

All stories must begin somewhere. All people, whether they be a hero, villain, or something else entirely, have their own stories to tell, and their own exploits to define them. And somewhere, somehow, these exploits are recorded and stored.

So it is with the Pantheon of Trope. Here we open the grand book written by the author-god, and peruse its contents. Within are revealed the origins of the world itself, the rise to godhood of many of the pantheon, and the grand clashes between the gods that have changed the shape of the pantheon time and time again.

This recording is merely that, an attempt to transcribe the many, many stories left by the gods over history; some stories are forgotten, others invented, and some are misremembered; there are many gods who claim to be the Creator, for example. If you discover a new one, do not hesitate to relate it. And if a story seems out of place, or if you feel that the previous transcriber wrote it badly, do not hesitate to improve upon the translation. And if you have found evidence that a story is false, then it is your duty to print the truth.

'''The Tales'''

See '''[[Pantheon/TalesOfAscension Tales Of Ascension]]'''

Also '''[[Pantheon/TalesOfRedemption Tales Of The Redemption]]'''

Also '''[[Pantheon/TalesOfLife Tales Of Life]]'''

'''Tales of Creation'''
''The Beginning of the World''

In the Beginning, mankind created the fictional universe, born of human imagination. Its first resident was [[ComicBook/TheSandman Dream of the Endless]], who built a library to store all stories that mankind told. He watched the various realms of fiction come into existence and made sure that they followed the rules of [[TheoryOfNarrativeCausality Narrative Causality]].

One day he felt lonely, so he traveled throughout the multiverse, looking for people to live with him in his palace.
On the first day, Dream was going to organize the gods for this new world, but had to change a light bulb in his den and ended up reorganizing his record collection.

On the second day he went underwater and tried to invite mermaids to populate this new world. After offending the [[EverythingsBetterWithPrincesses Princess of All]] [[OurMermaidsAreDifferent Naiads]], he went back home dejected.

On the Third Day he was on his way to try to get some Svirfneblin, but he ended up at a Dwarf commemoration party.

On the Fourth Day he was hung over. Nothing got done.

On the Fifth Day he decided he wanted a nice peaceful universe, to balance out the unpredictable multiverse, so he looked for the most average person he could think of off the top of his head. This man was busy, and had to turn Dream down.

On the Sixth Day he was concerned that there was no progress in this new universe. He had a light breakfast and went to work. As soon as he realized how much was to be done, he decided to delegate authority. He called everyone he could think of and invited them over. Thus was the Trope Pantheon born.

He probably rested on the Seventh Day.


'''Tales Of Falls From Grace'''
''The Prophecy of Operation: Axe To The Face''

This prophecy was found nailed to the wall of the Main House door one morning, possibly with a sledgehammer:

->''Beware, gods of {{trope}} and [[{{Fiction}} tale]]''
->''The Disgraced [[{{Transformers}} seek their revenge]] [[RevengeFic on you]]''
->''They're [[MarySue better in every way without fail]]''
->''[[MartyStu Stronger]], [[LeeroyJenkins braver]], [[SoBeautifulItsACurse prettier]] [[PropheciesRhymeAllTheTime too]].''

->''[[TokyoMewMew Bunnygirl]] [[EvilLaugh laughs]] and [[Literature/InheritanceCycle dragon roars]]''
->''As the doors of the Main House crumble and fall''
->''We'll take what's ours, by extreme force''
->''As we show you, we'll show them all!''

->''The [[ThirteenIsUnlucky Thirteen Knights]] will lead our charge''
->''As [[TheHecateSisters mages three]] summon storms and gloom''
->''Your defenses nulled by a [[{{Technobabble}} proton discharge]]''
->''Helpless you are to [[ChewingTheScenery WITNESS YOUR]] [[DoomyDoomsOfDoom DOOM]]!!!''

->''[[ToBeContinued What happens next]]... [[CliffHanger you'll find out soon]]''
->''[[BreakingTheFourthWall When I write it]], [[CaptainObvious you will know]]''
->''[[LampshadeHanging You'll probably win]], maybe gain a great boon''
->''For our greatest enemy is [[StatusQuoIsGod the status quo]].''

Forensic examination found an [[AuthorAppeal empty can of Pepsi Max]], [[PetTheDog a donation to the Guide Dog box]], and a hobo trying to eat the can and the dog-shaped moneybox. The results are inconclusive. [[Pantheon/{{Justice}} Briscoe]] said "[[QuipToBlack We'll find out next time]]".

''The Sins of the Father''

The funeral for Subject Delta had just finished. Eleanor had finished crying and was now headed to House Justice for her mother's trial. There were rumors of Lamb being not only acquitted, but ascending as well. Angela Patrelli being dispatched, and the vacancy needing to be filled. Also, Eleanor had expressed some feelings about asking for mercy on her mother's behalf. However, Bryan Mills wasn't worried about that. Right now, he had his own trial to attend. This one would be held in his own quarters. He opened the door, and looked at the man. Mark Meltzer was watching his daughter sleep, quietly stroking her hair. He didn't look up.

--> '''Mark:''' ''I'm sorry about Delta, I thought it would just take one of the other Big Daddies.''
--> '''Bryan:''' ''And you think that would have made it any better?''
--> '''Mark:''' ''No, just less guilty I suppose. Are you going to kill me? Send me to the Disgraces?''
--> '''Bryan:''' ''No. I understand what you did, why you did it, and I can't say if I was in your position, I wouldn't do the same.''
--> '''Mark:''' ''I'd do it again, too.''
--> '''Bryan:''' ''I know...but there will be a price to pay, Mark. You'll have to say goodbye to Cindy.''
--> '''Mark:''' ''What? No! I won't let an-''
--> '''Bryan:''' ''Mark, it's not her. I promise you this, she'll be protected. I vow nothing will happen to her. But...you belong to the Curtain now Mark. I have to turn you away.''
--> '''Mark:''' ''I...understand. Thank you Bryan. Do...do I have to leave now?''
--> '''Bryan:''' ''You have until dawn.''

Bryan Mills left the small room. Mark Meltzer spent the night watching his daughter sleep, and writing a long goodbye note for her. Then, he quietly left the room as the first rays of the sun appeared in the window. He didn't want to wake her.

'''Tales Of Battle'''

See '''Pantheon/OperationAxeToTheFace'''

Also '''Pantheon/OperationThrowABrickAtTheShadow'''

Also '''Pantheon/UltimateShowdownOfUltimateDestiny'''

Also '''Pantheon/TalesOfTheAlliance'''

!'''Tales of the Disgraces'''

!!The Choosing of the Court Tailor
Berii woke to the sun upon her face. The sun always shone down into her room at dawn, unmarred by any cloud. She stirred, and sat up in bed, clutching the silken sheets to her, and yawning. She got out of bed, looking as perfect as if she had just been to the spa, and went to the balcony outside of her palace room to look out upon her kingdom.
It was a strange patchwork of many different societies, each modeled upon what the ruling deity deemed perfect, but the main City of the Disgraces shone in the morning sun... or at least, the places where the sun shone. In the Archmage's Sector, it was clouded over, and raining and snowing at the same time. This was how the Archmage liked it, and to each her own. But in Berii's sector, in the center, the sun always shone, and there were never clouds. During the night, the moon was always full. That was what she thought perfect, and as she thought it, so it was.
A tinkling bell interrupted Berii's enjoyment of her realms. The bell served to show her that it was time for her to get ready for her morning routine, and the meeting of the Court of Perfection. Berii went back inside and closed the door to the balcony. She then crossed over to the wall next to her bed, and touched a picture of her symbol, the Love Berry Rod (the original of which was kept from her in the Vault). Immediately, maids in plain long sleeveless white dresses from the Church of Canon Sues, of which Berii was Goddess, appeared, and bowed low. These did not need any instructions on what to do. They had been doing this for a long time, and in fact had sacrificed their true identities to better serve the Church, becoming simply Mary and Sue. Mary was a blonde with baby-blue eyes and delicate features, and Sue was a redhead with a more bold look to her. Mary took off her nightclothes, and carried them off to be given away to the populace, as Berii never wore the same clothes twice, while Sue selected suitable day-wear for her God-Queen.
The one she finally chose was a long gown with hanging sleeves, in purple with little star-like glints, the color of the Mary Suetopian Royalty. It was heavily embroidered in gold, and there were gems in the best places for such things. It was as perfect as Berii herself. Sue dressed Berii in it, and then, in front of a mirror in the corner, did up her hair in a way that complemented her dress and character, but it was Berii herself who placed the Crown of Mary Suetopia on her head.
Berii then got up, and went to the throne room, where would be meeting the Court of Perfection. Attended by Sue and a returned Mary, Berii made her way through the winding corridors of the Palace of Mary Suetopia, through hallways made of such materials as gold, diamond, pastiches of different kinds of gems, silk, unmelting ice, and silver, with beautiful patterns in whatever material it was. Servants from the Church of Canon Sues and the Church of Marty Stus quietly moved around, doing whatever tasks were needed. Berii paid no mind to the sumptuous decorations, for she had seen them all before, and in fact, they were starting to get a little old, and the only thought that she spared her surroundings was that maybe it was time for a renovation. Berii moved quickly and soon arrived at the great golden doors to the throne room, where she halted. In place of doorknobs, on one side of the door was emblazoned with her symbol, and the other with the novel Twilight, symbol of her king, Edward Cullen, God of Marty Stus. A hand placed on the appropriate symbol would show who you wished to see, and you would be granted an audience depending if that person happened to be holding court.
Berii placed her hand upon the symbol that represented her, and for her, the doors swung open.

Berii proceeded towards her throne, the Throne of the Queen of Mary-Suetopia. It was, like the currently-empty Throne of the King of Mary-Suetopia, made out of Mithril, the true silver from the continuity of Lord of the Rings. It served to remind all subjects of the King and Queen's connection to something greater, to things rare beyond compare. Mithril was an outlawed substance in the land of the Disgraces for just this reason. Berii took her place on the throne, and settled on the royal purple cushions that made the metal throne far more comfortable to sit on, and let the court commence. Immediately, she was approached by the Archmage of Suetopia, Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way. Ebony was one of the very few Disgraces from the fandom of Harry Potter, and thus, one of their only mages. She gained her place through her introductory fanfic, which was so awful that nobody knew how her name was truly spelled, as not even her author could spell it right. Its quality was so terrible that she was immediately catapulted, without going to the main Trope Pantheons first, into the Disgraces as Goddess of Black Hole Sues. Enoby was a rather legendary figure in the Pantheons of the Disgraced, and she had a complaint for Berii:
“Tehre's dis grl, a cothsmkre, nd seh's makng tihs ew prep sytl, nad its atactng ma fulwers, trning tehm nto posers. Put a sotp to it, Beri!”
Which, translated from Evony-speak, was “There's this girl, a clothes-maker, and she's making this new prep style, and it's attracting my followers, turning them into posers. Put a stop to it, Berii!”
Enony was not known for her spelling, and she somehow managed to speak in spelling errors. She was also a 'goff', which pretty much translated into 'wears black, hates 'preps', is depressed and often suicidal, and does drugs'. Berii herself did not approve, but Ebondy was their most powerful magic user, and she was quite the Sue, and a true member of the Court of Perfection... going by Tara's view of 'perfect'.
While Berii did not like TaEbory, the clothes-maker she mentioned was worth looking into. Berii herself was a preppy girl, and this clothes-maker seemed to be good. She waved Egogy away, ignoring the Archmage's protests. There were a few others who had come to see the Queen, but they could wait. Most of their complaints were petty anyways. With a small sigh and a shake of her head, Berii reflected that the point of Mary Sue was that she was better than everyone else. While Berii knew that this was true of her, due to it being canon, and her being the queen of all Mary Sues, everyone else thought so too, and thus could not get along, and trying to do so was like putting a square peg in a hole that didn't exist yet, and the only thing you could make were round holes. Thus, any unifying factor would have to be pounced on immediately. If each of the court could be forced to wear clothes from one tailor, this might produce a higher sense of equality. Admittedly, not that much, but all was needed.

She beckoned to Mary and Sue, and set off to the markets of the City of the Disgraced. Once out of the palace, the city, though bright and utopian, was rather empty. The servants, chosen from the devoted of each deity's church, stayed out of the way unless it was very early, which was the time they went shopping for such things as incenses to burn at the altar of their patron god, sacrifices, and things to make their temples even more beautiful than they were before, and so such. They also did shopping for their deities, but this wasn't as common. It was past the time when they would be out, and the [=NPCs=] made with a combination of the gods' power and the malleable nature of reality in the Disgraced Lands were not much in the market, being simply there to sell goods not sold by gods or their followers. Or course, some gods made a lot of [=NPCs=] to fill their territories, one such god being Ebondy Dark'ness Dementia TARA Way, the goffik vampire Archmage. This would usually not have been much of a problem, except Eboby's city territory was directly in the way of the marketplace, and due to Enopby's telepathic powers, every NPC in her part of the city knew about how Berii had brushed Tara off. And, since Tata was very short on imagination (taking after her Suethor in that respect), they were all clones of her. Thus, the Queen of Mary Suetopia had to endure jeers, nigh-incomprehensible insults to her and all preps, and something about how she liked chewing things in public. This mystified Berii, as she didn't have that habit. There were also a few shouts of “Crookshanks!”, which, as far as Berii could remember, was the name of Hermione's cat. Of course, after time spent with some of the disgraces, you tend to get very good at ignoring things, and Berii was a ignorance champ. She managed to make it through the Archmage's District with most of her sanity intact, and only a moderate headache, and emerged soon into the main point of her journey, the Marketplace.

It was rather loud for the few people who were there, with [=NPCs=] and a few Devotees to the Churches of the Disgraced, but Berii used her stupendous powers of ignoring people to focus on something else. She was looking for a girl who sold clothes, likely of a high quality. She tried to keep this on high priority, but due to a combination of concentration being no longer necessary for sanity, and the fluctuation of a Sue personality, she got distracted by some of the products for sale, and she sent Mary and Sue out to get some things for her. There were so many good things at the market, that Berii decided to relish this chance, and tour the market, but after she'd found her target.
Near the entrance to Temple Street, where were the shrines of the Disgraced Gods that had no territory to call their own, she found her girl. The merchant was a young woman, brunette and brown eyed, and very pretty. She was wearing a long, simple, white silk dress with golden triforce symbols embroidered on the neck and edges. Some of her work was on display. It was well detailed and very pretty, although it would be considered extremely preppy by the standards of somebody like Enobby. Berii was impressed. She recalled Mary and Sue to her, and struck up a chat with the girl at the booth.

“Hi, I'm Berii, goddess of Canon Sues, who are you?” she asked.
The merchant answered: “I'm Jenna Silverblade, and I'm the goddess of Relationship Sues. My temple is down there on, well, Temple street, third on the left, as I don't have a high position that allows for territory, though I have a lot of followers. I'm just a merchant of clothes right now.”
She said it with a nonchalance that told Berii that she thought that her Sue Influence would be enough to take on the Queen of Mary Suetopia. She might be trouble, but judging on her demeanor, she would be more of an asset to the court than a liability. Oh, such decisions! Being queen of the Disgraces was such a hard job. Berii, however, in the time between when she was banished and now had adapted considerably to the position and so she soldiered on, because the job needed to be done, for the good of all Disgraces and the humiliation of the Trope Pantheons, who had thrown them out. So, she asked Jenna: “I love your work, and would like to buy it. It's the most beautiful stuff I've ever seen, and you seem to be very good at what you do. So, I have an offer for you. Would you like a position in the Court of Perfection as Royal Tailor? You would have full privileges as a Court Lady, along with your own districts to go with your new position, and all you'd have to do is sew for the court.”
Jenna wasted no time taking Berii up on this offer. “Yes, yes, I would,” she nearly yelled with excitement. Berii nodded, and then left her to pack up her things and then head back to the Pantheon. Berii continued her marketplace tour, picking up along the way a few choice things she wanted for herself, plus pretty trinkets to appease the sues of her court. When her shopping was finished, she called for her maids and left the market, and returned to her throne.
This time she did not come by a inside door. She came by the outer door to the throne room, which was three stories tall and made to impress. It was intricately carved with the symbols of all of the Disgraced Trope Gods, with the center being a huge image of her and Edwards' symbols. And of course, laid into a tile pattern before it was, on the left side, Edward's symbol, and on the right, hers. She stepped onto the pattern of her symbol, and then, dramatic magic happened.

A beautiful aura of the brightest pink surrounded Berii and lifted her into the air. As she threw her arms outward, the humongous doors swung open, and as they did, Berii transformed into her Mew form. A cat tail poked out from under her fluffy dress, and bunny ears grew from the top of her head. The pink aura gently set her down in front of the Throne Room. She then processed up to her throne, and sat there, making sure her tail was in a comfortable position. Mary and Sue took up their positions behind the throne, and the Court of Perfection was ready to meet. Berii endured the requests and chatter from the Sues of the Court, looking forward to the time when Jenna would arrive. When she finally did, arriving the same way as Berii, though not transforming into Mew form, as she had none, Berii rose from her throne, and went to greet her, taking her hand and processing with her up to right before the throne, and then Berii turned and adressed the Court:
“Sues and Stus, I have, on today's market tour, discovered one who creates clothes worthy of the perfect, and is also a Sue worthy of the Court. May I present to you our new Court Tailor, Jenna Silverblade!”

There was hush for a few moments in the court. And then Ibory shouldered her way to the front of the crowd, and yelled: “U pt A preip in cahrge of making al ur clotths?"
Berii sighed and facepalmed. Just a usual day at the court.



'''Tale of The Fallen'''
'''Tobi is a Bad Boy'''

Tobi had been waiting for this for a long time. Kurama, the Nine-Tailed Beast, had ascended into the Pantheon separated from his Jinchikuuri host, Naruto and that made him all the ripe for the picking. In the House of Beasts, Kurama was asleep as were many of the other Gods. [[ChekhovsGun There was a box lying around]], but Tobi paid it no mind. It was probably used by one of the simple-mided gods as a plaything. And speak of the devil.

-->'''Pooh:''' ''(snacking on honey)'' Why, hello there dear sir. Would you like some honey?
-->'''Tobi:''' Hmmm...no. [[KickTheDog (knocks honey pot into the sky)]]
-->'''Pooh:''' Oh, bother. ''(heads off the direction of his poor honey pot)''

Standing near Tobi's side is his partner, Revolver Ocelot, and Ocelot's apprentice Celestia Ludenberg. Celes sipped on a cup of warm milk tea while Ocelot twirled the gun in his hand.

-->'''Ocelot:''' You know, you didn't have to go ''that far'' with the little one.
-->'''Celes:''' That little bear has very little brain, Ocelot. Tobi was being honest with his feelings.
-->'''Tobi:''' Ho-ho-ho! I'm glad the little miss agrees!

Celes just glares as Tobi prepares his sealing jutsu on Kurama. Just as he was about to say the words and pour his chakra into the seal...


A bullet entered through the eyehole of Tobi's mask. Tobi screamed as blood spurted everywhere. Ocelot, gun in hand, blew the smoke and shook his head.

-->'''Ocelot:''' You got sloppy, thinking that just because you found yourself alone and with an opening. Guess what? There's no such things as openings--they are just mere "opportunities" to capitalize on.
-->'''Tobi:''' You monster...what the hell are you doing?
-->'''Ocelot:''' Nothing for you to worry. It's just too bad that your plans to enact that ''Tsukuyomi'' is going down the drain, I'm afraid.
-->'''Tobi:''' What do you mean? [[NotSoDifferent Are we not the same?]] You did all that you could due to your [[EvenTheGuysWantHim attraction to Big Boss!]] It is just the same as with my beloved Rin-sama! I wanted the world safe for her! I...
-->'''Ocelot:''' [[{{Hiimdaisy}} What? Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't hear that. It sounded like, 'Please shoot me in the shoulders, I am just whining and throwing a tantrum and would like to be sent for judgment in the Pantheon.']] '''CAN DO'''.

Ocelot fired several gun shots to the shoulder to shut him up. Celes, in a move that she would never have done ever, dumped her tea over Tobi's face.

-->'''Celes:''' The affection you had for Rin is different than my teacher's. [[GracefulLoser He accepted his defeat in the end]], [[AtLeastIAdmitIt he admitted his mistakes]]. And your lies? They were so blatant that even the participants of the High School of Mutual Killing would find out quicker than mine. [[TheReasonYouSuckSpeech You kept convincing yourself that this was all for the better, but all you're doing is going into flat out denial. Even that mask you're wearing can't hide the truth]]: that you are nothing but a 'Rank F' fool.
-->'''Tobi:''' Rank... F?

The shock of seeing Celes screaming like a hellspawn unnerved Tobi as he scrambled about, passing that peculiar cardboard box. A hand shot from the box.


Solid Snake emerged, pinning Tobi to the ground. Tobi struggled but with the eye that was used for the mask's eyehole bleeding, he couldn't do anything. Snake just glared at Ocelot.

-->'''Snake:''' It's not every day I do things for you, Ocelot, but the House of Justice has long since wanted him on the court.
-->'''Ocelot:''' Of course, Snake. I'll let this off this time, since I needed him out of my sight for something. Look forward to it, Snake.
-->'''Snake:''' Look... forward?
[[BrickJoke Meanwhile]], Pooh found his Honey Pot in the House of Ambiguity, where Gangrel and Luna Vachon's temple was. The two vampires looked in confusion as Pooh climbed the steps to their House and dusted off his hunny pot.

-->'''Pooh:''' ''(dips his paw into honey and then shows it to Gangrel and Luna)'' Honey?
The Court of the Gods watched as Snake dragged Tobi to the stand.

-->'''Ocelot:''' This god has been accused of his depravity in regards to his actions involving the Tsukyomi act, but also because of his ''very'' [[BaseBreaker divisive]] characteristic. He is not a true God of Masks, whether they be physical or even metaphorical.
-->'''Johnson:''' And do you have evidence?
-->'''Ocelot:''' ''(pulls out a scroll)'' I have it all right here.

Tobi scrambled about, removing mask so he could see better. It was then that everyone saw his true face... the face of someone known as Obito.

-->'''Celes:''' See what I mean? You can't even keep your mask on to save your life. Even '''I''' [[GracefulLoser accepted my loss]] [[AtLeastIAdmitIt and I'm still the lying Goddess like I was before]].
-->'''Tobi:''' You can't stop me! I will enact my plan! Rin... My beloved Rin, wait for!

Ocelot fired a shot into Tobi's throat, silencing him.

-->'''Ocelot:''' Is that all you could muster up for defense? Have a little, dignity, even Relius Clover didn't squirm like the worm you are when he was having his breakdown! If every of the times you were to spout that will grant a nickel to someone, that someone would have surpassed Jay Gatsby of the Fallen in terms of wealth...

The sound of heavy footsteps echoed the court house. Then, Kurama appeared, grinning from ear to ear as he scooped Tobi into his mouth.

-->'''Ocelot:''' Well, well, SpeakOfTheDevil...
-->'''Kurama:''' This fool has done long enough in the fields of the Pantheon. This one's verdict has better be satisfactory, like being tossed to the Fallen. What will it be... Judge?
-->'''Johnson:''' Give the court time to go through the evidence and get some eye witness accounts for him. We will be here for quite a while.
Hours passed. The Naruto based gods came and gave their testimonies. Out of all of them, Naruto was the most sympathetic in that Tobi had some goodness in his heart somewhere. Sasuke stated that his attempts of vengeance went beyond past ''his'' ideals and Hinata stated that his love for Rin perverted his true desires.

-->'''Johnson:''' ''(slams gavel)'' This court has agreed. I hearby announce that the defendant, Tobi, is accused of not truly representing his title as God of Masks, but also showing very indecisive characteristics ''for'' a God of Masks. His punishment? To be sent into the Fallen immediately!

Tobi's throat still had the bullet from Ocelot's gun, so he couldn't use any of his jutsus. That, and he had been put into a straitjacket. Celestia [[ClaspYourHandsIfYouDeceive did her own "Gendo Pose"]] with a smirk as she watched Kurama drag Tobi into the Fallen.

-->'''Celes:''' Those who cannot continually lie to themselves and keep putting themselves in denial have no need for masks. They must wear their ugliness for everyone to see for all eternity.
-->'''Ocelot:''' ''(opens his pocket watch)'' It looks like our job is done. Care for tea, Madam?
-->'''Celes:''' Yes. I can't believe I wasted a perfect cup of tea over that orange masked bastard....
Meanwhile, Winnie the Pooh happily walked back to the House of Beasts, his honey pot in hand. The vampires were very nice and he hoped to see them again next time with more honey. But now, back at his temple, he sat down to eat the last of his honey.

Only to find that his honey pot was empty.

-->'''Pooh:''' Oh bother.

'''Tales of Villainy'''

'''His Heart And Actions Are Utterly Unclouded'''

Valentine walked into the House of Profession with only a simple goal in mind, he was barely even noticed as he walked through the halls. There he saw the person he was after Elizabeth, Though he knew what her true name was. He had heard of the power that she possessed, power that he had, he decided that this sort of ability was not going to wither under a overprotective failure that ran when his country needed him the most. No Valentine was going to help this girl for The Good of the country.

-->'''Valentine:''' Hello Ma'am, I am President Funny Valentine, I would like to discuss something important with you

Elizabeth turned to the voice in question seeing a stranger that she had never seen before, She was slightly unsure that she should say much due to Booker claiming that there were bad men here and that she shouldn't go talking to almost every person here. However, this man whoever he was did not look evil, strange surely but not evil.

-->'''Elizabeth:''' I'm not really sure what The President would ever want to talk to me about, but what would want to speak to me about

He merely smiled and verbally told her what he came out here to do.

-->'''Valentine:''' I know about what you can do and I want to help you truly understand your powers

Elizabeth looked at him with confusion, she knew a lot of people could claim that here but no one ever would claim to want to help her with her own.

She was going to ask how until he called out

-->'''Valentine:''' [=D4C=]!

A strange humanoid form with large, upright horns that somewhat resemble the ears of a rabbit appeared behind The President. Elizabeth prepared herself for the worst but Valentine merely chuckled at her worries.

--> '''Valentine:''' This is my power, it is known as a stand I call Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap, though you may call it [=D4C=] if you wish, it gives me the power to travel through dimensions, The same as you

Elizabeth was not sure what to make of Valentine nor the creature behind him. Though she knew that she did not understand the depths of her abilities, she started to feel as though she couldn't really trust this man. Though at the same time she knew that if she understood her powers more then she could be so much more helpful.

-->'''Elizabeth:''' I'm sure that you know much, but I think I have a pretty good handle on what I can do, so if you could leave, I would be thankful

Valentine nodded and acted as though he was going to leave, when he pulled a American Flag out of seemingly nowhere. Elizabeth was going to ask what he was doing when he lifted it over her head. She thought that the moment would not get any more bizarre until she fell down into the shadow of the Flag as it descended down.

She quickly realized that she stop dropping and moved herself quickly from under that flag, Valentine also moved from under it. Elizabeth slowly stood up and as she tried to move back she bumped into someone. She turned around only to look at herself. She turned back to the president only for him to be standing next to another version of himself as they both exclaimed.

-->'''Valentine:''' DOJYAAA~ ~N!

Both Elizabeth's looked on in anger.

-->'''Valentine:''' Impressive, I wanted to see if there really could be two of you in the same dimension, I am glad that I was proven right
-->'''Elizabeth:''' That is great that you now this but I will not be staying here.

They both exclaimed as Elizabeth quickly opened a tear and moved through it back to her own dimension. As she walked back to where she was, she realized that an American flag was spinning open and Valentine suddenly reappeared.

-->'''Booker:''' Sorry about being gone so long, had some business with-

Booker was happy to see Elizabeth but that suddenly changed as he noticed the stranger with equally strange hair.

-->'''Booker:''' Who are you?
-->'''Valentine:''' Hello Mr. [[spoiler:Comstock]], I had some business to conclude with your [[spoiler:daughter]].

Booker and Elizabeth were not happy to hear either of those revelations. Booker quickly wanted Valentine gone.

-->'''Valentine:''' I will make this offer one more time Ms. Elizabeth, you can do so much more, I have already learned how to use it to feign death, and fight my enemies I am offering the same to you
-->'''Elizabeth:''' I think it is time for you to leave
-->'''Booker:''' Right now!
-->'''Valentine:'''That must make you Booker not, hmm. . .

Valentine could defeat Booker that much was certain, however he knew that besides Gentaro, harnessing her power would have to come voluntarily, thus fighting here would prove unwise.

-->'''Valentine:''' My offer still stands, travelling will only get you so far Ms. Elizabeth

Valentine then decided to take his leave, that left Booker and Elizabeth to ponder who this Valentine was and what to do if he were to show up again. Elizabeth began to wonder what a Stand really was and how there was another Elizabeth, [[spoiler: she was suppose to be the last]].

'''A New Generation Of Children Will Bring Order To This Age'''

He was already sure the girl was deeply under his control, The Infernal Train already in her mind and destroying everything that made her a person, much to his amusement. Angus Bumby would soon give out another nameless magical girl to the highest bidder, after he would wipe her mind of everything as she asked for, especially about this whole Great Upheaval.

-->'''Bumby:''' The train is coming with its shiny cars
-->With comfy seats and wheels of stars
-->So hush my little ones, have no fear
-->The man in the moon is the engineer

He muttered this poem over and over as the girl was under hypnosis, he had to wait for a good friend to appear before his two week program would add the finishing touches. He knew that this would probably be the only thing this girl would remember, he found this as one of his favorite trademarks.

-->'''???:''' How is this one is coming along?

Bumby turned to one of his new allies in this grand place.

-->'''Bumby:'''Risky, Kun Lan, Very risky
-->'''Kun:''' Oh I very much know, but this children are always wasting their lives on one side of the conflict, they can be so much more in more capable hands

Kun Lan grinned as he looked over the unconscious child, she seemed to not enjoy having her psyche eroded away to nothing, it was enough to laugh wildly. Bumby simply adjusted his glasses, he had a feeling that Lan had something more planned.

-->'''Bumby:''' Why not turn them into Heaven Smile?
-->'''Kun:''' Whose to say I haven't done so?

Kun Lan laughed more, he had a real reason, The time without Harman Smith to oppose him was fun for a time, now he was getting bored and decided to see if one of these guardians of good could make a good replacement. Bumby never understood why this man wanted to become an ally, but he knew that he was on a tight schedule for Hoyt and he couldn't delve too deep into Lan's plans.

-->'''Bumby:''' Well, The Moon King wants this one, he wants to see what happens if these girls are filled with Dark Matter

Kun's grin widened at this news, David always attempted to test his Dark Matter on everything.

-->'''Kun:''' Oh I know, this one will get something special

He raised his left hand as it started to glow and he touched her head, Bumby looked confused.

-->'''Kun:''' Me and David always wanted to see how Dark Matter and Heaven Smile react to a despair filled Soul Gem

A black fluid started to drop from Bumby's eye as he crossed his arms. If this mixture worked, things would get very chaotic in the next few days. He knew The Doll Maker would be ready to fix this Doll or Smash it in case things got out of hand. Kun Lan just laughed as he waited for the results

'''He's A Righteous Man'''

Dreams or maybe Nightmares, so many things haunted her dreams, whether it be past trauma, recent betrayals, or creatures that wanted the end for everything. But so many of those dreams were foggy abstract, she knew she was sleeping in her part of the Main house, yet somehow she felt the dirt below her, the small of dew heavily in the air. She was somehow standing in a road surrounded by fields of corn. Night had fallen in this strange dream land.

Whoever wanted to take care of it did a terrible job, large rats moved in between scratching a nibbling at what they could. She walked forward watching the road beneath her feet. It seemed endless as no matter how far she walked she made no real progress. Then she looked forward. Hearing the steps as Someone was walking towards her, in the darkness she could barely make him out, then he stopped. He pointed his finger towards her, she at first was unsure of what would happen, she realized he was pointing at something behind her.

She turned and looked at a large yellow smiley face, It slightly startled her as she took a step back. She realized that it was a man in denim holding a smiley face sign to his face. He started to chuckle as he slowly moved the sign away. That noise made her feel as though every part of her should run but something made her stay in place. The Dark Man dark hair covering his face and a large smile on his face, it almost seemed to split his face in half.

-->'''???:''' Well, well, you must one of the big ones he is looking for.
-->'''???:''' Am I dreaming?

This earned her a jovial laugh, she was unsure what was wrong but even his talking made her start to shiver. Something felt very wrong about this man. She was unsure why but staring at this person in front of her made every part of her instinct tell her to get away that this thing merely looked like a man.

-->'''???:''' They can surround you with an army, they can put you in the deepest, strongest bunker, but in the end the realm of dreams is a door to anyone even me.
-->'''???:''' Who are you?
-->'''???:''' What should I pick today?

The grin faded as he put his hand to his chin very thoughtful, She used to be a kind, patient figure and to her friends she always would be but due to recent events she could no longer have the luxury of having Patience towards people she didn't know.

-->'''???:''' Please just give me a name.

He turned to her, he knew she was attempting politeness but he could feel the embers of anger underneath it. He gave a look of being hurt by this rudeness but she knew it was fake as his grin returned to his face.

-->'''???:''' You're sleeping, we have all the time in the world, but if you truly want to know you can call me Randall Flagg and you my new buddy must be Madoka. After all this time, he wanted to meet you.

Madoka looked at Flagg with alarm, Before she thought her reputation was going to help so many lives, now it was becoming an instrument of destruction played by cruel fate. She already felt that this man was going to be danger and somehow he looked at her as if he could read her mind.

-->'''Flagg:''' I always wondered something, do they ever let you do what you want?

The question created a look of confusion. His smile turned to grimace.

-->'''Flagg:''' Your Friends in this useless pantheon, do they let do what you want? Not what they need, what you want?
-->'''Madoka:''' They have done so much for me, much more then he-

She was going to speak further before he raised his hand. Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out three cards.

-->'''Flagg:''' Before we truly get to the big question why not play a little Tarot

Before she had a say he shown them to her. The first card was Wheel Of Fortune, in the center was a small drawing of her [[spoiler:former]] friend Homura behind the letter K.

-->'''Flagg:''' Ka, it has taught me in my travels that Life is a Wheel, once we begin it's path and stumble it allows for anyone to start it all over again, your friend stumbled on this, my buddy Roland stumbled on this, I have a feeling you will too, but know that once you start Ka over you can make sure things change in the next spin of the wheel, maybe it doesn't have to include your friends staying on the side lines.

He grinned as he knew she went over the implications. he let her think about it as the card disappeared in he flick of the hand. Then he revealed the next card revealed a destroyed tower burning with failing small figures that vaguely looked like people that she knew.

-->'''Flagg:''' Not The Dark Tower that holds the realms together, but all of your friends, your allies, they claimed to be the power that helps you and allows you to be the lynchpin that keeps your little girl scout group together. Building a sky high defense that was thought unshakable but then a certain someone decided to break apart, leaving you to hit rock bottom and everyone treating you with kid gloves, but then again I think you can find more strange ways to form your own strengths.

His growing speech was meant with one part anger and one part conflict. Flagg grinned further as he then showed the last card. The card showed The World, in front of the world was her radiant glowing self behind her something was holding the earth something with yellow eyes.

-->'''Flagg:''' This World is possible when Ka decides to allow you to begin again, your friends failed you, your allies merely protect what you represent, but when he comes to you, you can do what you feel you want to do, not what you need to do, what your role is, what you honestly want to and he will let you, he is King of This World after all. If you can understand what he will give then you can give this world Hope without betrayal, you can give hope to everyone as you have with him.

He finished his cards, Madoka let these speeches sink in.

-->'''Madoka:''' I can't abandon my friends, they have helped me with so much despite what happened, I can worry about all that after we figure out how to fix it.

This garnered laughter, this large laughter made him almost lose his balance as he clutched his sides. He walked close to her with his grin never fading.

-->'''Flagg:''' Always thinking in short term like he said, But what will happen after that, they will treat you the same, kiddie gloves, as though you are nothing but a symbol, not as a person, we're almost out of time, I think you should understand that unless you regain you power yourself.

He tapped her head and suddenly all sorts of information poured through her mind. All that she suddenly learned as magic, dark and maddening magic.

-->'''Madoka:''' What was that? What makes you think I would use any of that!?
-->'''Flagg:''' Call it incentive, this is magic that I have learned through out the various millennia, sadly I have no power to let you use any of that, but lets say that down the road you might need more then shower your enemies with friendship and alien magic.

He grinned as he pulled something from his jacket pocket, it was a bone white [[VideoGame/CastleVaniaLordsOfShadow old, cracked mask]].

-->'''Flagg:''' When He comes to you, he will help you gain the strength to be able to stand up for yourself and do what you can to help, not to just be some symbol to through around for Hope, not some shoulder to cry and I know sure as hell not to be "protected" whether you want it or not.

He put his hand on her shoulder and this knocked her out of her thoughts, she looked up to him and realized something, she never had a good look at his eyes, now she could see they were not normal, far from it they were completely black with small swirls of glowing red.

-->'''Flagg:''' Never ever lose that rage and hatred towards your enemies, even me if you choose to, he wants you to use it, Hate can bring you strength even bring you back to power, never fear it, embrace it.

Before she could even protest he quickly forced the mask to her face and suddenly everything changed.

She awoke in her bed, she could hardly remember why she was suddenly was so frightened. She suddenly heard a voice faintly singing

-->'''Flagg:''' [[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EvCNJrtky8A Baby can you dig Your Man? He's a righteous Man, Tell Me Baby, Can you Dig Your Man?]]

She looked around seeing no one then she turned to the only mirror seeing the mask on her face, she grabbed at it but felt nothing but her own skin, she looked back and saw nothing but her face in the mirror, she wanted to run and tell her protectors, but something in her told her that she needed to keep it to herself, that it was merely a figment of her dreams. After all the day was another part of The Wheel and she made her next step on the path. She was unsure why she thought about such a concept but somehow it helped her.

Somewhere in the House of Otherness, The Unholy One Smiled.