Papergirl, Expletive Deleted, and Fenris ran back to where the rest of Jack’s Cult was waiting for any news of their Fearless Leader. “Well? What’s going on? How’s Jack?” They asked.

“Okay everyone, calm down.” Papergirl tried to soothe the Cult. “Let’s just take this step by step, okay? First, Jack..”

“Jack’s the Man!” The Cult members yelled in unison. “Long Live Jack!”

“And I hope Jack lives through this!” Someone yelled from the back.

“As I was saying, Jack’s in the hospital. He’s comatose.”

The Cult members hung their heads in grief.

“Someone slipped arsenic in his water,” Expletive Deleted picked up. “We haven’t figured out who did it yet, but we’re picking up clues.”

“Besides, I don’t think Jack got poisoned.” Fenris said.

“Huh?” The Cult member’s hushed.

“Hey, I couldn’t smell Jack anywhere. I think it was really Johnny DC that got poisoned.”

A hand was raised.

“Yeah, got a question, Z-Mage?”

“Who the heck’s Johnny DC?”

“You probably never heard of him, being new and all. Let me quickly explain..”

“Now hold on for crying out loud!” Stony yelled out. “This is getting weird!”

“Yeah, we have men in black, and now robots? This is a freaking conspiracy!” Bright-Raven yelled.

“No, I think it was Golden Lion! He’s trying to start his own cult!”

And the Cult members started arguing again.

“Guys! Hey everyone!” Papergirl tried to get their attention, but her cries couldn’t be heard over the din. As she looked around, she saw Z-Mage and Demonicuss standing to the side. “Guys, we need to calm down the rest of the Cult. Can you help me?”

“No problem.” Demonicuss replied. He then climbed on top of a table and looked out at the Cult. Taking a deep breath, he yelled out in a surprisingly mighty voice…

“Everyone shut the fuck up!”

The Cult stopped and stared at Demonicuss.

“You swore! You just swore! You can’t do that! Conn will delete you!” Slick shrieked.

“No he won’t,” Demonicuss replied. “This ain’t the Comm Board, it’s the NEB. I can fucking swear if I want to. Now then,” He spoke to the crowd, “Papergirl’s got something to say to you all. Take it away, Papes.”

“Uhh, thanks, Demonicuss.” Papergirl said as she got on the table. “Everyone, listen up! Let’s calm down and get organized before anything else weird happens.”

The Cult members nodded and waited for Papergirl to guide them.

Which she would have, if not for the portal that ripped across reality and dropped off the two fighters into the center of the Lecture Hall. Everyone quickly ran off to evade the bolts of energy the strangely robed young man was firing at the tall, red beast-looking thing.

“You think you can stop the great and all powerful Z-Mage, DeMonStar?” the cloaked man was yelling. “I will dance upon your charred body!”

“I have yet to consider you a threat, whelp!” the muscular, red-furred creature growled. “Your powers are perhaps matched by your arrogance and stupidity!”

“What the hell is going on here?” the shocked Papergirl yelled as she dove behind a table for cover. “Who are those guys?”

“Oh shit.” Z-Mage and Demonicuss said in unison just before they ran for Papergirl’s table.

“Z-Mage, Demonicuss, do you know who those guys are?”

“Yeah, we uhh, we created them.” Z-Mage said.

“You what!”

“Well,” Demonicuss explained, “Z-Mage and I are in the Infinites Writing Staff, and we create characters for our stories. Those two guys there happen to be some of our characters.”

“Who the hell are they? And why are they blasting the Hall apart?”

“Well, they’re villains. That guy with the magic powers is Z-Mage, and before you ask, yes, I created him.” Z-Mage replied. “The red guy’s name is DeMonStar, and Demonicuss created him.”

“Well why are they going apeshit in the Hall?”

“Well, in our ‘Panic in the Sky’ story we had up before Jonah goofed up, they’re the villains. They’re fighting each other because we had them fight in the story.” Demonicuss explained.

“So we have two fictional characters you guys created coming to life and they’re fighting because you had them fighting in your story?”

“Yeah, and they probably won’t care if anyone got killed in the crossfire.”

“Well that sucks. Any idea how to stop them?” Papergirl asked.

“Not a fucking clue, Papes.”

“Demonicuss, quit swearing. Z-Mage, any ideas?”

“Sorry Papergirl, but I’m too scared to achieve rational thought.”

As the rest of the Cult members ran off or hid to save themselves from the crossfire from the fight between Z-Mage and DeMonStar, a lone man in black in the shadows spoke into his cell phone.

“Boss, we’ve got a major problem here.”

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