⚠️Overall Warnings For This Story⚠️
This is just general warnings, some chapters have some really specific warnings so I'll add them to the chapter notes as I go- Graphic violence (and I mean Graphic)
- Depictions of torture
- Dub-con elements (ethical debate there; she's a succubus)
- Several mentions of sexual assault (nothing too graphic)
- Drug/Alcohol AbuseI'm 100% missing something. Some parts of this story get INTENSE so if something big is happening in a specific chapter I'll give you a heads up.
Also Timelines? Never heard of em. Just roll with it.
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Chapter 1
Season Of The Witch
"And he's strange, so strange. He's very strange to me." - Season Of The Witch; Lana Del Rey
"In one year's time, Ren, you will battle Michael, Jackal, Mammon, Amon, and Caacrinolaas along with their slaves if they see fit, for the title of God. The battle of Deus will be to the death, no resurrections. Does everyone agree to these terms?"
358 Days Later
7 Days Before The Battle of Deus
Ren pants in exhaustion on the floor of the Avengers' training room. She looks up at her opponent and smirks, spitting blood from her mouth onto the floor, a result of her biting her tongue during her last round. She lifts her body from the ground and takes a fighting stance. The red demonic opponent in front of her teleports, disappearing in a red cloud of sulfur and brimstone and reappearing by her side. The mutant wraps his spaded tail around her neck and throws her to the ground. Ren falls back with a grunt and lets out a growl as she hits the floor again. As her opponent prepares for another assault, a voice comes over the intercom.
The voice of Stephen Strange echoes around the room. "That's enough, Azazel."
Ren sighs, looking up at the observation box from her position on the floor. "It's fine, Stephen."
"No, you are exhausted. We have been at this for hours. Perhaps it is time for a lunch break, my dear Hellhound."
Ren huffs as Azazel rolls his eyes in response.
"Do you really reckon they'll cut her any slack in that ring, sorcerer? Those bastards will tear her apart," the red demon argues, looking at the man above him.
"She needs a break. She needs to feed."
"I'm right fuckin' here, ya know!" Ren announces.
Azazel shakes his head as he assists his niece to her feet. "Come on."
The demon leads her out of the training room, making their way to the lounge where the rest of Ren's pack, accompanied by Tony Stark, Bruce Banner and Hank McCoy, are relaxing. Wolverine, Beast, Nightcrawler, and Cable are sitting by the bar, discussing current mutant affairs over a beer. On the other end of the bar, part of Ren's celestial council — comprising Lucifer, Mazikeen, Dyson and Tamsin, are attempting to drown their concerns in Stark's extensive liquor collection. The council group is accompanied by the much out-of-place, Negan Smith, Boba Fett and Din Djarin. Beside the bar sits two black leather love seats with a glass coffee table between them; one seat holds the demon known as Mephisto, while the other is quickly taken by Azazel as he walks over to his brother. Two wide black leather couches are positioned on either side of a glass coffee table on the opposite side of the room. On one couch sits Loki, accompanied by his variant, Sylvie, and the God of Thunder, Thor. Across from the Asgardians sits Tony Stark and Bruce Banner.
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Strange Rapture | Stephen Strange x OC
Fanfiction"I have never behaved a single day in my life, Stephen Strange." The succubus is back and ready for a fight. Will she win? Or will she lose control?