I must say, of all the victory celebrations the X-Men have had, this one tonight was by far the most interesting. There were quite a few faces at the party I hadn't seen before. Traveling to Hell and battling Mephisto and his hoards will do that I suppose.

Damien, the Son of Satan was there, as was the Ghost Rider and Hellboy. They were both laughing at Damien for not having gotten a movie deal yet. If I didn't know better, I'd swear I saw a tear in his eye as they waved their checks for the sequels to their movies in front of his face.


The musical act I had booked went over about as well as they usually do. This time I managed to get Sanjaya. I normally try to get American Idol rejects to perform. The kids think I'm out of touch and square. Subjecting them to these horrible realty star reject singers is my little revenge against the buggers.


As well as reveling in our victory in Hell, this gala was also a bit of a farewell. I'm taking off to Hacknor after the party for the Last Gladiator Standing Two competition. I made certain arraignments to ensure Tak won't be playing this year. With he and Jean-Luc out of the way, I should have a clear shot at victory this time.