Apokolips Now

"He. Did. WHAT?!?!" Darkseid bellowed, rising from his throne.  A strong backhand slap sent Desaad flying across the room.  "If I find out that you had anything to do with this Desaad, even the Presence will not have enough pieces of you to put back together!"

The Lord of Apokolips strode over to his command screen.  ”Where is he now Desaad?  Where is that lowly maggot Kalibak?”

The ground shaking, unmistakeable sound of a boom tube rattled the throne room.  ”Ah…  There he is now.  I’ll be back when I’m done ripping Kalibak’s hide from his flesh!”  Darkseid left Desaad alone in his throne room.