Multiverse: Deathstroke-Chapter 440: Alien Sea Gods

"When Mera took the crown, I thought I'd have more time—do meaningful stuff with the Justice League," Arthur said, pacing the ship's deck. It was frozen solid, littered with ice-sealed corpses still wearing dazed looks.

He found nothing. Just white all around—snow, frost, and their breath. "But now the Source Wall's cracked, our universe is on a countdown, and the waters are going dark."

Diana piped up, "Check this out, Arthur. The foremast for the jib sail—it looks wooden, but it's an Amazon metal. Used to fake out enemies with shields back in the day."

Arthur leaned in. Under frost, he couldn't tell wood from metal.

If Diana said so, good enough.

He waved them back, hefted his trident like a club, and smashed the iced mast.

The metal buckled and flew off, revealing a big hidden compartment. Inside, a golden scepter gleamed—intricate, like tree branches woven into sharp polygons.

"This the key to the Tomb of the Gods?"

Diana froze, staring toward their entry hole.

"No clue what you're holding, but I'm looking at something ugly."

Arthur spun. A freaky critter loomed—bluish skin, octopus body, spider compound eyes, and a starfish maw of layered teeth.

Massive—could gulp an aircraft carrier.

It'd risen from under the ice, liquid tendrils snagging Arian's ship like it aimed to swallow it.

"What the hell is that?!" Firestorm shot skyward—he wasn't getting eaten.

Diana yanked Arthur off the ship. No point dying for a relic.

"Some kinda sea monster?"

Arthur gripped his trident, the sea his turf. "Looks liquid-based, but outside Gotham, where's the water green and purple?"

"So, a cosmic sea monster?"

Firestorm swooped closer to test it. If it wasn't alive, maybe he could tweak its makeup—turn it to stone or ice.

Batman's voice crackled through comms, reading satellite and Firestorm's sensors. This wasn't simple.

"Get out now!"

"Wha—"

Firestorm hesitated—green in combat—and froze up. Monster spit nailed him, dropping him into a pit.

Arthur bolted to save him. Even retreating, you don't leave a man.

Batman barked the opposite.

"Stay back, Arthur!"

"Gods above! Stay back?!" Arthur clutched his trident, sprinting to yank Firestorm from the pit's edge.

Batman was fed up with the defiance. "Damn it, listen! Don't touch that alien liquid—it'll turn you—"

Firestorm turned. Human gone—replaced by fishy, tentacled features and a jagged maw.

He spewed gibberish. Arthur's eyes widened.

He let go, stumbling back. "Batman, Firestorm's morphed into some aquatic freak!"

"Don't let it grab you!" Batman snapped.

Too late. As Arthur spoke, a liquid tendril loomed behind, coiling him tight.

"Argh! I command you to let go, you monster!" The crushing force ripped a scream from him—guts squashing. "Why won't you obey?!"

Diana drew her blade, charging to sever the tendril and free Arthur.

But reality warped—space destabilized.

"Diana, what's happening?"

Batman got screams from Arthur, switching to Diana.

She fought coolly, but the monster was too fast—stuffing Arthur toward its maw.

"It's got Aquaman! Its mouth's charging energy—opened a cosmic portal! Like a vortex!"

With a splash, Arthur, Diana chasing into the jaws, and the monster vanished.

"Wonder Woman? Aquaman? Respond!"

Batman's calls went dead.

Eons later, Arthur woke in darkness, blinking at blinding sun—like lying on a shallow seabed.

He sat up.

"Batman? Wonder Woman? Anyone? Where am I?"

His gear was gone. Strange tattoos marked him, locking his bloodline's power.

As he gawked, three shadows loomed—giant seahorses with riders.

Not Earth's breed—barnacle-crusted, coral growing on them like shipwrecks.

The riders answered.

"You're on Blood Reef, King of Earth's Seven Seas. Welcome."

A woman's voice, accented English, but clear.

"Who are you?"

Three figures dismounted—wild looks.

One: a bald, bearded brute, right arm an octopus tentacle, coral scars like a drowned corpse.

Another: a skeletal old man, long white beard, red eyes, shark jaws dangling from his neck—teeth intact, like an antique bear trap.

Last: a brown-skinned, purple-haired woman in rune-lit skirt-armor.

The brute spoke. "We're the Sea God Triumvirate. I'm Lone Captain."

The old man followed. "I'm Sea Warden—like Poseidon was Earth's sea god."

The woman capped it. "We're sea gods from other systems. I'm Tidal Admiral."

She kept going, approaching Arthur like she'd help him up.

"We've come from distant stars, bringing the last dregs of cosmic sea races—like last time—answering a beacon's call."

Behind reefs and coral, warped sea-folk emerged—twisted, unnatural bodies—watching Arthur, buzzing whispers.

Beacon? Call?

Arthur was lost—Batman hadn't mentioned this.

The woman saw his confusion, explaining kindly. "Long ago, your great hero Arian sounded the horn on Earth, summoning us for an alliance..."

Arthur grinned—old allies! With the multiverse on a death clock, cosmic friends were clutch. Beacon or not, good news, right?

"Then welcome to Earth—all of you! I hear if not for you, invaders would've trashed us in ancient times. Now, an alliance could save us."

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Lone Captain's tentacle lashed out, choking Arthur's neck, yanking him close—fishy breath in his face.

"An alliance, Sea King?" He sneered, hurling Arthur like a ragdoll. Arthur rolled across the reef.

Coughing, he staggered up. Powerless, but tough—blows that'd kill a normie were scratches to him.

"I don't get it. If you answered Arian's call and helped fight invaders—"

"Gack-gack-gack-gack!!"

The alien sea-folk cackled—eerie laughs echoing off reefs and coral, faces blank.

Sea Warden dropped the bomb, eyeing Arthur coldly. "Because we were the invaders, Seven Seas King."

"While we chat, a starfleet's en route to Earth—forming a cosmic blockade. No one'll spot or save your world," Tidal Admiral said, arms crossed.

Lone Captain's creepy grin widened. "And no one escapes their fate."

"No! Listen—the universe is crumbling! Earth's the last safe harbor—that beacon—"

The woman cut him off, patience gone. "My old system had a saying: 'Fools wait by the shore for tides to bring food—and drown instead!'"

She smirked cruelly. "Sit on Blood Reef, deep in the cosmos, and watch us drown your planet. Warden, flood Earth!"

Sea Warden raised his hands. That massive sea monster loomed behind, purple water gushing from its maw, pouring through a portal straight to Earth.

"My pleasure, Admiral," he grinned, revenge dripping.

"No!!!"

Arthur screamed, helpless, as the mutating seawater flooded Earth.