You are mine... A voice echoed from the depths of Percer's mind as he laid in a comatose state, hibernating in his crystalline form, a vermillion red diamond that thrummed with energy. The stone itself was guarded by the gaunt demons from the Lower Depths, skeletal frame as unmoving as statues. He had to hibernate every now and then, for he was a being that required an enormous amount of energy to fuel, a being that knows very well how to be patient.
No, Father. I have rejected you time and time again, for you are old and we are old enough to make our own decisions. With that single thought, he banished the embedded thought of God from his head and once more rose from the crystal, headfirst into the world like an infant being born again. When he was fully out of his stone, he grasped it and willed it to disappear back into his body. Yawning and rearranging his face back into its sleepy look, he walked out of his chambers again, flanked by his infernal entourage, who remained at a respectful but close distance.
Always be ready to do the unusual and unexpected.Harry does so. "So I got an offer. If I recall you were working with the Dalek. The Dalek wasn't subtle in his hatred of Zod and the other dictators of this prison. I was thinking of overthrowing them through subterfuge. You could make a great part of the army."
He looks around the room and sees it's like a lab. "Think of all you could study. As the head scientist of the new order. The righteous order. The order that will free us from this jail."
"The world has changed anew once more..." Percer muttered as he saw the unfamilar faces in the All Lair. Grimacing, he whirled around, trying to see if he had hibernated a century again, as he sometimes did. If so, he was very vexed that he left behind Azula, that alluring specimen to whom he felt deep respect for. And Harry, the Butt-Monkey. Musn't forget the Butt-Monkey.
Always be ready to do the unusual and unexpected."I pledged my allegiance to the Outworld Empire thousands of years ago," said Shang Tsung, "but if you wish to take down Zod, I can assist in a few ways. I see, for instance, that Azula has taught you the art of pyrokinesis.This is how you killed your father, is it not?" The sorcerer put an emphasis on the words "kill your father," as if to say he still was displeased with what Harry had done.
J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!"Well," said Shang Tsung, "let me tell you something. The element of fire is not a mere toy. Of the four elements, fire is the most destructive and chaotic, which is exactly why one who controls it must have the utmost self-control. The Pyromaniac who relishes in burning everything that moves is more likely than not to incinerate himself amidst his own chaos. Azula may be able to teach Firebending to those who are not Firebenders, but I have commanded fire for 10,000 years. I can mentor you in gaining your self-control, but on one condition."
J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!-Ganondorf watches Harry disappear into the room with the others.-
The boy is holding negotiations now? How amusing... He may even prove an adequate replacement for his father, once he can control those powers of his.
-Seeing no need to intervene at this stage of Harry moving up in the Overlord hierarchy, the Evil King delves into the mind of his guards, looking for any weakness that might have been exhibited by the others.-
"All right," said Shang Tsung. "It is settled. But I must take one precaution."
The sorcerer stood and summoned a field of green energy around himself. Then, Harry and Reptile found themselves surrounded by it. Shang Tsung spoke an incantation that Harry and Reptile would not understand, for it was in the language of the gods. Harry might find it odd that Shang Tsung was suddenly babbling "Don't trust a tarantula!"
Then, suddenly, the green energy faded and Shang Tsung looked back at Harry.
J-E-T-S JETS JETS JETS!Seeing no sign of Harry nor Azula, a manic gleam caught in Percer's eyes. Turning over to his demonic wards, he glared at them. "Please make me something good to eat..." He stated that as a demand, not a request.
The demons immediately obliged, rushing towards the kitchen area, their 10 ft frames rattling with urgency as they ripped apart the pantries and fridge looking for food their master could consume. By complete chance, they somehow found a cookbook of all things. Growling at each other, they more or less made what could only be described as a giant tuna sandwich, dumping a whole yellowtail, a gallon of mayo and salad onto a ridiculously large baguette that reached five feet in length. Presenting the monster meal to the Fragment, the monsters heaved a sigh of relief as the ancient being tore into the food, which squirmed, seeing as the yellowtail was still alive and felt every bite that consumed its delicious flesh.
Always be ready to do the unusual and unexpected.Majora suddenly appeared in the midst of the conferring party with a laugh.
"I'm out for your head? Who's out for your head?"
"Why would I be out for your head?" The demon turned aside, placing one hand on its 'chin' as if in mock contemplation of something.
"Maybe it's something I'm supposed to remember but can't. Don't you find forgetting things annoying? I would..."
"But sadly, I'm insane! So I don't! Ha! Do you get it, mister? AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-" It stopped abruptly.
“What’s this about an alliance, Misters?”
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Miserix looked for a brief moment startled, the demon was certainly rushing things.
That kid might ruin it all.
The Makuta joined the group of shang, Harry and Majora hoping to begin negotiations.
"Someone proposed an alliance?".
Folly, this is hot headed folly, a gambit with devastating consequences should it go wrong.

Harry smirks. "Thank you for your politeness Tsung."
He enters the room and waits for Shang Tsung and Reptile to sit down.