Meanwhile With Dick

"You Idiot!" Dicks father shouts slapping him. Dick was out with his goons when his father called him, pissed. He told him to come home and when he walked in the front door this is how he was greeted. "What were you thinking! I tolerated your actions up until now because you were smart enough to not leave evidence! But now, punching that kid on camera! What was going through your head!?" He shouts at his son.

"It's not that bad."

"NOT THAT BAD!? I've been getting calls from the principal nonstop! He's been getting called from parents of the others now that there's proof! How is it not bad!?" Dick flinches expecting another hit.

"That loser stole my camera! Just say I did it to get it back." His father scoffs and grunts.

"You don't understand a thing! It's to late! Even if he really did the fact is that there's proof now! This is going to set me back years you fool!" Dick is about to respond when his father hits him in the gut. Dick falls to the ground and starts coughing. "Get out of here. I need to do some damage control." He says walking away. Dick slowly picks himself up and leaves. He grunts entering his sports car and drives away. After half an hour of driving he gets to the abandoned factory he and his goons hang out at. Once inside he starts beating away at the punching bag he set up before. After ten minutes he hears someone enter and assume it's his goons with the food he told them to buy on they're way. He turns away from the punching bag and to his goons.

"Who the fuck..." He starts when he sees the two strangers who entered. They each are male, and one is a few inches taller than Dick while the other is nearly a foot shorter than Dick. They're both wearing a hoodie pulled over their faces and jeans. "Who are you?" He asks them.

"So this is the one?" The shorter guy asks the taller one, ignoring Dick.

"Yep, he has a grudge so it'll work." He replies and the shorter one nods. He steps forward and addresses Dick.

"So Dick, do you want ****?"

"What? Who are you?" Dick replies raising his hands to fight.

"No need to get hostile I'm a friend." The shorter guy replies stepping forward some more.

"Really, and why should I believe that?" Dick growls stepping toward him with his hands raised.

"Your familiar with the saying, the enemy of my enemy is my friend right?"

"What does that have to do with this?"

"Well you know Eric, the person who's responsible for your life crumbling." Dick nods and the guy steps closer before continuing. "Well he's been a pain in our side for a while now. So I'm here to offer you a chance at ****."

"And why would you do that?" Dick asks suspiciously making the shorter one laugh.

"Well, that's simple. Eric has wronged you, it's only right for you to get the chance to right that wrong." He says this grinning and tilting his head.

"Well, if I agreed what's your plan?" Dick asks slightly lowering his hands.

"Well, first you're going to come with us. We're going to give you something to make it easy to crush him. Then you'll go and fight him after getting used to it. Oh but one thing, you CANNOT kill him. We need him alive. You can whatever else you want though. Cut off his arms or legs, burn him or **** him, we just need him alive."

"Why do you need him alive? And what exactly are you giving me?"

"The reason we need him alive is none of your concern. What were giving you is, well in a word, power."

"Power?"

"Yes, the power to do what you want, from killing to stealing. You can even get that silver haired woman you have your eye on." This causes Dick to go wide eyed. After a few moments he answers.

"Okay, deal!" He says with a grin. The taller guy who's been standing by the entrance quickly walks up to Dick and the shorter one joins him. "Wha..." he starts when liquid gold surrounds the three. When the gold disperses they're standing in a room with five other people sitting at a table and a ball of blackness on the center of the table.

"Took you long enough." Says a woman. She has pink skin and two pink horns, her hair is bright pink and in a ponytail.

"WHAT!" Dick shouts falling down looking around. The table is full of horned, people with various skin and hair colors. He looks up hearing the shorter guy from earlier laugh. He's pulled his hoodie down to reveal two dark red, almost black colored horns and has matching skin. The other one has two golden horns and has a matching skin color.

"Good he's scared. But his taste is too strong." Says a man with pure black horns and matching skin.

"Come on, let's hurry this up." The short red one from earlier says, pulling Dick up. He drags him to the table and tosses him on it. "If you try to back out, you'll die. So touch the gem and have a chance at surviving." Dick starts to say something but stops immediately when the pink one starts talking.

"Now, now no words. Just touch the gem." She says seductively. Dick's body moves on its own and touches the gem.