"I have the magic of several demons inside me. This is nothing," Roland said. He glanced at Traci Thirteen's expression. "Don't be scared. These were all... voluntary transactions."
That's not what I'm scared of... Traci Thirteen's heart fluttered with unease. She remembered the researchers' deaths she had seen on the news. They had been absolutely gruesome.
"Uh... I should've brought Jason." Roland sighed. Now he really had a headache.
"What's your relationship with Priest Jason in your world?" Traci Thirteen asked, grasping for something to talk about.
"I'm the priest who took him in," Roland said. "He was living on the streets with nothing to eat, so I bought him a meal. Then he insisted on staying to work for me..."
"Really?" Traci Thirteen found that strange. She had a feeling things weren't nearly as simple as Roland made them sound.
"That's all there was to it. Later, I got superpowers, fought crime in Gotham City, and became an elder of the Justice League."
"Your universe's Justice League has a position like that?" Traci Thirteen asked curiously.
"It does. I'm the only one." Roland nodded.
"Uh..." The more Traci Thirteen heard, the stranger it sounded. She wanted to ask more, but they had already reached Doctor Thirteen.
"You shouldn't have come." Doctor Thirteen's pupils had turned black, and an evil smile curled his lips. Two magic circles coiled around his hands. "And I told you not to play with magic. You're only a child."
"Oh, your dad knows magic too?" Roland clicked his tongue. "And he's pretty good at it."
"He has no talent for magic, but he gained the power of dark magic through a soul sacrifice. It's terrifying." Traci Thirteen formed seals with both hands, and a freezing current of air shot from her palms. "Freeze!"
"Ha!" Doctor