Nala nodded,telporting away to her tree house,as she coghed,and sat
down in a chair.She mubbled something,and looked at hefself,she had
welts,blood,scratchs,and bruses coving her body.she sighed.
Mal was in the restrant "Hu,i guess the statara thing has had
enuff.
"Demon. M y b r o t h e r a n d I d o n 't c a r e w h a t L u c i
f e r s a y s." Death muttered, his left pupil switching rapidly
from blue to yellow and his right pupil disappearing.
"True. So very true." Comic looked at Death, and backed away.
"Why not report to him? It's a beautiful day outside, birds are
crying in agony, flowers are wilting. On days like this, kids like
you... should be burning in H*ll." Death growled, he raised his arm
up, and started trying to slam Mal around the restraunt.
mal just said "i know i shoud be,no argueing with that fact,i just
dont want lucifer to hurt me too badly even if i deserve it"as she
was thrown around like a rag doll
"Oh, Lucifer's the l e a s t o f y o u r w o r r i e s n o w..."
Death growled, sweating like a madman as he continued to slam Mal
around the restraunt.
"You know that you can stop Death's attack by trying to move
against the force?" Comic asked.
"Pain? No, I'm gonna keep you like this forever, and ever, and
there's nothing you can do to stop me!" Death exclaimed, then
cackling maniacly. "Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet dunked on!!"
"Death... are you sure this is a good idea?" Comic asked.