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Because Death would not stop for me:	By : VladimirHarkonnen Category: Marvel Verse Comics > Crossovers Views: 6552 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Thanos's chambers, Warworld:
After the brutality dealt to her the previous night, Death was far more quiet and outwardly submissive to the Titan, wearing nothing more than her familiar tank top, kneeling before him quietly as she let him put a collar and leash upon her. It was the nature of the binding that she had nothing to say or to do but to yield to the demands of her captor, of the repeated and brutal slaking of his lust within her.
He'd taken her sigil after the binding, effectively usurping her and severing her from her family. She could not stop him compelling her to do her job as he saw fit, which meant that her function had ceased across the entire set of existence she had a jurisdiction.
As he saw into her mind with the binding, so she saw into his.
"You waged a war to stop a universe without death. Now......"
He smiled.
In that one my mistress-who-was was slain and that's what started it. You are not dead, Death. You are alive and well in front of me and required to obey my whims. Death is not over, it is a gift I intend to bestow infrequently, to show that I am the true master of Death herself and all her ways.
She remained kneeling and said, "Thank you for the love you show me, master."
He smiled now in a more superficially friendly fashion and leaned forward to lift her chin.
I am, however, keeping the sigil. I've seen enough of your mind, little Endless, to know that if you get it you can contact your siblings and they you. That's not going to happen.
With a bored expression on his face, one that Death knew and that Thanos knew Death knew was a lie, he told her Now practice your dancing for me to entertain me and any guests I may have.
He used his power over her to form a pole and told her
I know you've seen these in those mortal incarnations you take across the multiverse. You will practice until you collapse, if necessary, but you will do it right before you are allowed to do anything else or to sleep.
Death groaned and found herself wearing her full outfit. Giving Thanos a look of loving adoration and lust, she began to dance, at first very awkwardly and frustratingly, finding the motions not at all easy and her actions graceless and fumbling. Thanos's laughter was cutting, and as Warworld continued its motions to Almerac, where it'd arrive in a day or two, Death danced for nearly twenty-eight hours before collapsing, finally able to do a proper stripping pole-dance, as Thanos threw her a piece of moldy bread and told her:
Your reward.
Kneeling in front of him in her birthday suit she ate it famished, desperate for more, knowing he was realizing more of what his binding could do and eager to start exploiting it.
The realm of Death, Earth-616:
Death was concerned. Thanos the Mad Titan, her stalker who never understood no nor how to connect to her had totally vanished from her sight. This, to her understanding, had never happened before. Clad in a robe that seemed monastic, her face alternating between one curiously identical to the daughter of Trigon or a grinning skull, she strode to her infinity well.
If Thanos was anywhere in the connected set of worlds of which 616 was but one among many, she'd find him and then go to see what he was doing and how he expected to please her with yet another failed bid that she would not be able to explain no matter how many times he sought.
She scanned each and every one of the worlds root and branch. The Thanosi were present, yes, but they were not her servant or her lover. She scanned and found all of his alternate counterparts, each of whom was busy with yet another sad verse of the same repetitive song. The one she was seeking for had completely vanished.
Where had he gone?
Mistress Death pondered the question for a long time before her robes moved as she realized the simple and obvious answer. He'd left that entire section of the multiverse. She knew then that there were only a few prospects of places he'd be likely to go, given the peculiar complexes of Thanos of Titan and his issues in how he dealt with them.
She pondered. What were the odds that Thanos of Titan, pursuer of Death, would disrupt her counterpart's ability to function?
The Meeting Hall of the Endless:
Destiny of the Endless was careful to maintain his knowing persona and to stifle the surprise of his brother appearing with his sword glowing, as the towering red-headed man looked at his sibling.
Why have you returned, brother?
Our sister's been taken, or compromised somehow.
Destiny's blind face nodded.
Taken by an entity from another multiverse. He calls himself Thanos of Titan.
How, brother? Morpheus was trapped for 72 years out of weakness and hubris. Our sister couldn't be taken captive unless she willed it, could she?
Destiny shook his head and Destruction paused. His eyes narrowed.
Our sibling Desire gave Thanos her true name thinking that they would humble her and make her ask them for help.
Destruction's rage grew and he grabbed Desire's sigil.
Desire, get your ass in here!
Desire sauntered in, then paused, seeing Destruction. Delight on their face became a mixture of fear and shame as they saw the sword pointed at them.
Brother?
For a moment the broken voice made Destruction pause but only a moment.
What did you think you were playing at? You know who our sister is and what she can do! I can leave my sphere and it will function fine. If anything happened to her, everything that's death grinds to a halt. Mortals, hell, even Immortals, they rely on death and its function for so much of what makes them who they are that its breakdown will imperil my realm, yours, your twin's, Delirium's, and even our older brothers'.
Desire paused.
What is Thanos doing?
Look you self-absorbed twit!
Destruction grabbed Desire by the neck and forced them to look at the breakdown across the multiverse, all that the Endless had jurisdiction over, and Desire's eyes went very wide.
Like when she left.
Yes, you fucking moron.
Destruction's anger caused him to resume the ironclad suit of armor he'd once been famous for.
I left this family believing my refusal to govern my sphere would lower destruction. You've just raised it astronomically even if nothing can die.
He slammed the sword into a wall by Desire's head, the Endless looking at him in genuine fear.
We have to do something.
What would you have me do? She is bound, brother. Anything that can control her will outmatch us, or worse make her take us.
That brought Destruction up short.
Then we shall have to find a careful set of actions indeed.
Destiny chose that moment to speak;
Indeed my brothers, and it is that which leads me to my next action. My siblings, I hold your sigils. We must meet. Time is of the essence.
Almerac:
"My lady Maxima," began one of her courtiers.
"I see it. Shoot it down."
As the planet wielded its interplanetary defenses at Warworld as it edged at the edge of its solar system, Warworld dissolved them by creating a vast symbol in the shape of an ankh that caused the devices to corrode and decay, as Thanos watched Death fall to her knees, exhausted by this kind of display and hurt deeply at what he was making her do, what he was making her become.
Warworld soon jumped right over the orbit of Almerac and as its army benefited from the wave of decay and crumbling unleashed in a seemingly deathless universe, the army landed and before it teleported two beings to face Maxima. One was the towering bulk of Thanos of Titan, the other a shellshocked woman in a black tanktop and shorts, hands bound next to her neck in a crude slave collar, looking at Thanos with love and yet underneath it Maxima read an undertone of hatred and fear.
She snarled.
"Let the girl go."
You dare tell me, Thanos of Titan what to do? Did you not wonder why your world sees death and decay when the universe is now deathless?
He threw the girl at her feet, she landed with a shriek of pain on a bruised shoulder.
He snarled:
That 'girl' is Death of the Endless. I have bound her as lover, concubine, and servant. Are you the equal of the Master of Death herself?
Maxima lunged at him roaring "For Almerac!'"
The Titan laughed and extended his gauntlets, turning them into fists and his hands began to glow with a searing golden light.....
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