*gasp*
Patting himself down Deon,searching for what must be an barley functional body torn from the accident, says "What the hell happened?"
'I was going to work…' his recollection of his final moments flash through his mind. Leaving for work, his car sliding on black ice, the inconvenient tree place directly in his path. Then nothing.
Standing up and looking around he finds himself in a white void that seems to stretch on forever. "great and they took my clothes." He says looking down "at least it can't get any worse… right?"
He look around waiting for something to happen purely because he said that. "… looks like I'm in the cl-" he stop again waiting. "Damn, thought that would do something."
"So did I."
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Deon screamed jumping up and turning towards the voice and finding nothing "what the hell was that??"
"Up here" causing Deon to look up and see another person flying in the air on the white void
The person begin to fly down toward Deon and stops in front of him also naked."and you are?" Says what Deon now understands to be a boy about 19, Asian decent with a strong frame.
"I could ask you the same thing, one second I'm crashing my car on black ice next I'm standing here with my dick out" Deon replied motioning to his own nakedness "what about you? You can't fly over here, then tell me you don't know what's going on."
"…."
"No way?"
"…."
"What's the point of super powers if you can't be in charge." Deon looks at…"you know I never got you name?"
"Mark, Mark Grayson"
"Nice to me- did you just say Mark Grayson?"
"Yeah… you know me or something?"
'No fucking way I'm standing in front of invincible, like no actual way' Deon stares at him incredulously "like Nolan's son? Like your mom is Debbie and you go by invincible? That Mark Grayson?"
"Yes, but first." Mark answers before disappearing and reappearing next to Deon grabbing him by the throat "How the fuck do you know about my mother?"
"Damn probably should have thought that sentence through." Deon says realizing he is very very outclassed. Thinking big for a short second deciding not to lie, "in my universe one version of you has his life story told through comics and tv shows. It shows everything from your first day with your powers till… well vitrumites live a long time."
Mark holds him for a second then releases him." So your saying that I'm a comic book? That my life was fated?"
"No seeing as your here with me proves that you aren't the mark i know, wait hold old are you?" Deon asks scratching his head
"16"
"The mark I know didn't get his powers till he was almost 18." Deon pause for a bit then continues "if you don't mind me asking how did you die?"
"Die? I'm not dead."
Deon looks around at the whiteness "We're in a white void out side of time and space, and butt ass naked my guy. If we're not dead I don't want to live through this."
"Still doesn't mean I'm dead." Mark replies defiantly
{that is true}
"Now what was that?" Mark speaks while flying of and doing a 360
"Probably the owner of this space" Deon croaked. Not because he was hit but because he's slowly understanding what's about to happen, his years of fanfic and isekai given a vague sense of what's going on "Isn't that right R.O.B?"
{R.O.B?}
"Random omnipotent being. Means someone or something controlling and level of power I can't understand. Meeting usually by chance."
{Seem quite accurate.}
"And how can we help you today Rob?" Deon replied trying to calm his excitement. "Don't tell me we have to leave do we?"
{Rob} the voice almost sounds amused {That is correct. You two souls are siphoning energy from my realm and I would like it back}
"I reckon you can't just take it back can you?" Deon say already starting to make plans and schemes to get the most out of this. "And because if we stay we'll just end up doing it again you'll gives us the choice between dying, which let's face it is not the best option, or go to a random universe."
{Ah, you've heard the legends, this will be quick then}
Mark floats to the side of Deon in shock as the man he had just yolked up speaks the the disembodied voice. The main cause of which being that he's dead. That awful nightmare he had was real.
His father was a conqueror who came to earth to enslave it, and when he didn't join him he….
{-it would be mor- Your compatriot seems to be distracted}
"Mark, you good?" Deon puts a hand on his shoulder and re-asked his original question "Mark how did you die?"