Klarion the witch boy

The witch boy had a happy childish smile on his face; that would be a sign of peace in normal times. For a child smiling that brightly usually meant things were going well and the children were all happy with their lives. On this particular child, those who knew him saw the truth of that smile; it was a warning as this sadistic immortal was about to commit atrocities in the name of chaos while enjoying every moment of it.

Though he frowned a bit as he saw the Condiment wizard that flowed through his portal was dead, a hole clearly visible where his heart should be. "Well dang it, Teekl, I get the perfect new toy, and it's already broken." " The witch boy said angrily, to which his cat familiar meowed. "Yes, I know I can bring him back, but he won't be as good as he was if he's just an undead thrall." The witch boy said talking to his cat familiar.

The Condiment wizard lay there as the chaos lord and familiar argued about what they should do exactly. For the moment he was dead and did nothing as the dead usually do; his magic, in the other hand, didn't stay still. He had ketchup, mustard, tartar sauce, and sauerkraut on him. He'd gotten it on himself from the fight with Batman and Swamp Thing during the fight as he used spells at such close range.

The condiments on his body moved like a living creature; the movement drew Witch Boy and Teekl's attention back to him. "Fascinating," the witch boy said, his focus completely on the magic going on in front of him. The condiment slowly soaked into the Condiment wizard, and bit by bit he came back to life. The mustard remade his heart, and ketchup restarted it. While the tartar sauce and sauerkraut are causing his heart to beat again as well as the rest of him.

So it was that now clean of all his condiments, the condiment wizard shot up, drawing a deep breath as he did so. "Well, look at that. Teekl, our new friend, is more durable than the other wizards we usually get." The witch boy said in an interested voice, causing the condiment wizard to look at him. Now having his attention, the witch boy spoke to him directly. "Well, it looks like you could use a new friend." The witch boy said to the Condiment wizard.

Condiment Wizard got his bearings and thought on that and quickly came to the realization he was right. As not only did he have a hero out there wanting his head, but he had no idea where he was. So he would need help to get back to Gotham from wherever he was and help when it came to dealing with Swamp Thing.

"Yes, I could use a friend." Condiment wizard told the strange child in front of him. "Do you want to be friends?" The Condiment wizard asked in a childish voice, most likely due to his brain still being rattled from being dead a few moments ago. The witch boy gave him a wider smile than human faces clearly weren't capable of.

"Of course I want to be friends with such a wonderful wizard. In fact, I have a little play date planned for just the two of us. I'm so interested; I already have a play date in mind." The witch boy said, opening a new portal to somewhere else. The witch boy turned back and looked at the condiment wizard. "So come on, it'll be fun." The witch boy said, waving him to step through the portal.

The Condiment wizard looked at the portal with suspicion for a moment, then shrugged. There was something off with his new friend, obviously, but it seemed that this was one of those classic evil wizard team-ups. So how could he be the greatest evil wizard if Gotham's history says no to working with other dark wizards to reach even greater heights together? So Condiment Wizard stepped through the portal, a giggling witch boy just behind him.

"We're going to have so much fun," Teekl the witch boy said and got a meow from Teekl in agreement. At the moment the future was up in the air about how this team-up would go. Though none who asked could know about it, one would dare say it wouldn't be an interesting one in the end