Aden Strong: Avatar In DC

Was listening to no diggity as I wrote this.

(General P.O.V)

A mad cackling rang out through the already strange scene of over a hundred people standing expressionless, one bleeding man, a green monster made up of vines and a man with all black eyes.

The green behemoth with red eyes surveyed the scene, taking note of the bleeding Shaman who had been responsible for calling him, the villagers and the demon infront of him. After forming his own conclusions, Swamp Thing didn't waste any time. His upper body grew taller, looming threateningly over the only white guy in the vicinity. He pulled his green hands back and shot them towards Mammon. The latter simply smiled, looking unworried at the attack bearing down on him.

The vines snapped taught over his body, constricting him like dozens of pythons. Bones broke and flesh was mashed into a red paste. Blood sprayed out of his mouth but the smile never disappeared. If anything…he started laughing.
"You are a vile creature. Your energy corrupts and nature abhors you. I shall enact my punishment!"
A rumbling voice sounded out of the Swamp Thing, filling the area with the aura of power.

With a bloody smile, Mammon's eyes turned vicious,
"So nice of you to join the party. I was wondering how long I would have to keep the Old Fellow from hitting the bucket. Now that you're here we can… FINALLY START!!"

With a flex of power, black flames sprang out of his broken form, burning all the vines apart in one move. A shock wave exploded out of him, blasting away the other vines about to come into contact with his body. The villagers were also blown away, falling on top of each other like tumbling weeds. Vines formed into a cocoon around the aged Shaman who for some reason was yet to die. In response to Mammon's attack, Swamp Thing anchored himself onto the ground. Mammon softly landed and raised a hand.

Silence dominated the whole village, disturbed only by the Shaman's wheezing. Swamp Thing tried to move and found himself immobilized.
"What…what sort of power…"
The Champion of The Green gasped in shock. He couldn't feel…he couldn't feel the connection he had with the green.

A red light started shining on the ground, forming an intricate pentagram below Swamp Thing. Mammon smiled. As if time was rewinding, loud cracking noises sounded out of his body. The broken leg with a bone showing was fixed, along with every injury he had sustained from Swamp Thing's attack. The blood disappeared and the clothes were fixed.

Following the action, over a dozen villagers fell down with a gasp. Their bodies turned grey and aged infront of the Shaman and Swamp Thing's eyes, turned to shrunken corpses in a macabre fashion.
"Aaah" he moaned. "That feels good."
He said, referring to the stolen life force he had used to heal himself. Although the man known as Alec Holland was no more…Swamp Thing still remembered his life as a human. So to see, the casual murdering of men, women and kids filled him with anger. He tried to access the green only to bounce off a wall.

The Pentagram circle below him pulsed with light in response to his actions.
"Trust me, that won't work. What you're looking at is a mystical locking field inspired by one of your greatest wizards, Solomon himself. You have no hope of breaking through it. Now, I suppose I have stalled long enough. Here's the deal old pal, I need something you have." He stopped, closing his palm, upon opening it, a dark red colored ball of energy was floating above it.

"This is a little… experiment of mine. In simple times it's like…the flag I need to plant to claim possession of this world. I thought I only needed the hub of green located here but then found out…it's just one room! You could sense my virus trying to take control and simply cut it off from the rest of the house, which in this case is the planet but…I thought to myself, if I had the key, it would be much easier! Your connection to the green is ever present (usually) and all encompassing, meaning I can use you to infect the whole planet, remaking it in my own image. That's some biblical stuff right there, mate! Now hold still…"

Mammon reached out a hand towards Swamp Thing's huge green chest. The vines started unravelling, revealing a pale body inside the Champion of the green. Swamp Thing's mouth opened in a a wordless scream…he was being unmade…

A whistling sound rang out suddenly. Mammon leaned his head backwards, his eyes wide in shock and heart hammering by how fast he had come close to losing his head. A thin trail of blood ran down his scruffy beard. The ground broke apart to his right, under the figure that had appeared suddenly.
"Tch, I was aiming for your neck."
The figure rose up to his full height, twirling the blade in his hands with an uncanny skill.

The Shaman on the ground struggled to open his eyes when he heard the voice. He was here. He had finally arrived! Now the old man could die happy. A smile appeared on his face and he let go…

Aden looked at the fallen Shaman and sighed,
"Old man… I'm sorry I was too late. But…" He turned his gaze towards the demon. A serious and determined look on his face.
"I promise you, I'll make him pay."
He said, while thinking of a strategy. He couldn't hold back any of his abilities right now. That meant he was using everything. His full power. Mammon was powerful. He would rate him Superman level. On his way here, he had felt the aura being wantonly released by the demon and it was…scary. Despite all his powers, Aden wasn't sure he could take him down. But he knew he had no choice. It was either win this mismatched fight or the world would draw the short end of the stick.

Mammon's eyes narrowed at the Daggers in Aden's hands…they looked familiar, on top of being very threatening.

"Where did you get those weapons, boy? Tell me and I assure you a quick and painful death."
The demon offered.
"I'm on a time limit. Plus, you'll be dead long before I finish explaining that."
Saying that, Aden pointed one of the weapons at Mammon. A red shield appeared before the demon, blocking the hundreds of air construct weapons shot at him. The wind whistled as it buffeted the surroundings around the experienced demon.

Aden could see the constructs had no effect on Mammon, fortunately, he had anticipated this and the move had only been meant to serve as a distraction. He sneakily took advantage of the opportunity to use air construct ropes and carry the villagers away from the battlefield. Before they could get 50 meters between them and Mammon, Aden felt his whole body shiver in fear.

A torrential wave of black fire emerged from Mammon's body. A fire that sent the Avatar of the elements on edge. Hell Fire. Aden swung his hands to the side, his own flames, almost as big as Mammon's responded to his call and slammed into the black wave, aiming to part the hell fire in the middle. Aden felt himself get pushed back. The hell fire devoured even his own flames.

Changing tactics, Aden fell back on his strongest element, a wave of his hand and a tornado of violently rotating air was created, pulling Mammon's flame into itself and redirecting it around his body then back to the black flame's owner. Mammon looked on in contempt as the flame reached within vicinity.

"Pitiful."

Following the comment, the hell fire exploded out of the tornado causing the immediate surroundings to turn into an ash and smoke filled crater. Luckily, Aden had managed to pull all the villagers away through a remote boom tube while The Demon had been pre-occupied.

But Aden hadn't come out of it unscathed, he felt his body get thrown back, the heat from the black flames briefly coming into contact with his body before he could put up a shield and burning his trench coat to cinders. He coughed as he got up. The shockwave had packed quite a punch too but Aden wasn't done.

Silent steps rang out, slowly coming towards him. A figure could be seen walking out of the crater with an immobilized Swamp Thing floating beside him in the air.

"You survived that? And also managed to save my puppets? Ok, I have officially promoted you from an ant to a slightly bigger ant."

Mammon insulted.

Aden made no comment. He stood up and studied the demon looking for a weakness. He had none. Well, except for his arrogance but that was par the course so, nothing new there. In that instant, The Grand Master air bender felt something cut through the air towards Mammon from the back. Aden made no indication of what was about to happen. The only thing he did was hold the daggers tighter, ready to attack.

A massive blast of air shook the whole village as Superboy's fist was intercepted by a red shield, 2 inches away from Mammon's head. The Kryptonian slammed both hands on the shield, hoping to break through it and kick the ass of the man responsible for hurting M'gann, to no avail.

Mammon back handed the clone, only for Superboy to lean back at the last minute, flying away. Mammon tightened his fingers and telekinetically pulled Connor back. 'Now!' Aden thought. A blast of flames appeared behind his shoulders and feet, pushing him faster than he had ever gone before with the combination of air bending and fire bending. He wasn't going to miss this time!

He blitzed in between Superboy and Mammon, one of his daggers slicing through the air with a sharp sound and a brief flash of light. Then Aden came to an abrupt stop, creating a groove under his feet before spinning in place, in an almost exact move from before when he took out almost 80% of the zombies. He felt his body warm up to a level it never had before. The energy in his belly was compressed to a degree he had never tried and then, he released it in one burst, aimed at the demon's head. Plus Ultra!

The night gained another sun, Aden's Maelstrom costume, turned to ash at the sleeves as the stream of red super hot flames never seized burning out of his palms, his face was dripping with sweat, the light from the flames showing it set into an animalistic snarl. Red heat beams also joined the contest, Superboy tapping into the solar energy inside him to blast the demon while roaring. Mammon started getting pushed back, the huts and nearest trees were destroyed by the stray attacks as the two boys put in all they had to fight back.

Then suddenly, Aden cut off the stream, breathing heavily. Superboy flew down too, feeling as if he'd bench-pressed a million tons. "Did we get him?"

He asked Aden. Instead of answering, the Elemental attuned teen, stretched out his hand and grabbed a dagger dripping with blood from the air.

"Us? No but the dagger I controlled using my air bending to slice through his neck, successfully beheading him and then turning his head into ash? Yeah. Yeah, I think we did."

Aden waved a hand, sweeping all the smoke and dust away. The soil was blackened at the point of contact where, a burnt corpse lay on the ground, headless. The teen narrowed his eyes, it might have looked like Mammon was dead but the lack of a text box from the System told him otherwise. A strange look appeared on Aden's face. There were only three of them left alive. Him, Swamp Thing and Superboy.

"We have to be careful, Mammon still isn't dead. We should search the surroundings and see if we can find any traces of him."

Aden suggested, rising up from his position.

"Copy that."

Superboy replied while also looking around warily. He started walking away to start the search, when a boom tube suddenly and with no warning, appeared under his next step.

To push him inside, Aden waved both his hands to the ground, sending a massive platform of air bearing down on the Kryptonian. Then the boom tube disappeared. He sighed, removing the mask covering his lower face.

"Fuck."

Swamp Thing floated down to the ground, now that Mammon was out of range.

"You betrayed your own? Humans never cease to disappoint."

Aden rolled his eyes.

"Mammon had possessed him and my chances of going up against a demon using a Kryptonian body are practically nil. Ask a certain New God, how that worked out for him. Look, when the team arrives, tell them I'll bring back Superboy, unharmed."

A boom tube appeared before him and Aden jumped in. He had an exorcism to perform.