Richard Blonoff
Make America Rassle Again
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Apocalypse: John Doe(c) vs. Phantoms of Chaos - Tag Team Titles
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Chastity - Two days before Apocalypse...
Chastity went about her work, like any other day in the dwelling the Unholy Trinity called home. There was a lot of preparations to be done, she was assured, for the celebrations that would be coming after Apocalypse.
Then the lights flickered for a second time today, this time nearly fading entirely to black, instead of the usual dull yellow the fluorescent bulbs would take on when strained. The crate full of candles that she was cradling in her arm fell to the floor with a thud as she darted through the stone doorway, and made a right, racing down the moss-covered stone stairway that led to the lower chambers. The chambers where the doctor and his allies plotted and planned and toiled away at their work. Her hands brushed the wall for guidance more than balance, as the artificial light gave way to the dim glow of torches lining the walls. Her final step onto the landing always came a step before she thought it would, causing her to awkwardly catch her balance as her eyes adjusted to her surroundings.
She righted herself, and pulled her shirt over the lower half of her face, blocking out that sickly sweet smell that combined the wretch of vomit with the taste of pure cane sugar, and stuck to the back of your throat and the hairs in your nose the same.
Chastity: Twelve paces straight, four East, two South. Almost there, girl...
She encouraged herself to keep taking the next step, to wade further into the depths. She needed to. Since Fallout had been banished, the episodes with the lights were only occurring once, and every other day at that. Ramparte had yet to arrive with his rather...unusual...assistant. Now today was the second day in a row, and the first time it happened twice. Something was wrong. She couldn't allow the doctor to hurt someone she...She couldn't allow the doctor to hurt anyone. There was nothing personal about it. John, or anyone else. She couldn't sit watch as the doctor tormented another soul.
She stood outside the door and lowered her shirt. She'd look silly barging in like that. The buzzing that usually accompanied the dimmed lights had just ceased. Silence now filled the air and added an incredible weight atop her head. She grabbed the wrought iron handle and twisted it slightly and the door popped open, revealing Dr. Zeus and John Doe.
John's back faced the door, as did the doctor's. John sat upright on the table, rubbing his temples with his fingertips, a low, barely audible groan leaked from his lips. Dr. Zeus was across the room, putting different tools and instruments away. Far as she could tell, they hadn't noticed the door opening. The urge to leave ached in her belly. Something told her to stay. There was a tangible difference in the air between the two. Something was different, and if she interrupted, she may never know.
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Mary - Three days after Meltdown 125...
Mary - Three days after Meltdown 125...
The wind was biting at any bit of exposed skin it could find. The postal box that once proudly wore a suit of bright blue, had been neglected and was now shades of rust. The mailman still stopped here every day. Mary made sure of it, before putting pen to paper and writing this last effort to connect with her brother. Twice she had reached for the handle and pulled it open, only to let it shut, still clutching the envelope in her hand. Michael wanted nothing to do with her. She knew this. But he had no idea what he had chosen sides with.
Yes.
What.
As sure as she was that her toes had gone numb some twenty minutes ago, she was sure that Dr. Zeus was no longer a man. Something had overtaken him, and she could never be certain...unless she got this letter to Michael, and helped him get to safety.
She closed her eyes, fighting against the long frozen tears that had died on her blushed cheeks, and thought back to the contents of the envelope, as she wrote them that morning.
It was short, but it said all that needed to be said. In fact it said too much, admitting she knew the doctor.
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Gabriel - The night after Unscripted '15...
Gabriel - The night after Unscripted '15...
Gabriel: Mary! Promise me!
Mary hated Gabriel in that moment. It had been months since either of them had seen Michael, and Gabriel was now robbing her of the opportunity. He said that he wouldn't see Michael either. She didn't believe him. The three of them had been connected at the hip since early childhood. Gabriel was too good-hearted to lie, but she knew that he wouldn't be able to leave the ward without visiting Michael's bedside, and whispering a prayer over him.
Mary: I can't do that, Gabriel! He's my brother too! Why should you get to see him, and not me? Huh!?
Gabriel knew the answer, but to tell her it may turn violent would break her heart. Locked into his wheelchair, he was certainly no match for Michael's strength, and neither knew what his psyche might be if he was startled awake.
Gabriel: I promise you, that Michael will come home to us soon. We were promised, remember?
Mary thought back to dinner the evening before.
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Dad promised them that urging Michael out of the hospital would be good for him, as well as for them, and their family unit would be whole again. Gabriel had a simple task. Leave the mask that Michael had worn during his stint as a professional wrestler, and leave the note telling him where to go. Michael was a cunning man, and would find is own way sure enough. He just needed a push in the right direction.
The power of God was on their side. They bowed their heads in prayer over dinner.
Gabriel: Bless us, Lord, as we thank you for this food and for our family. And please look over our brother, as he seeks the path that will lead him home. He is a good man. Please let him not be led astray by the words of evil men...
Mary struggles to stifle a tear, breaking Gabriel's stream of thought. Their father also is forced to quell the urge to cry. Gabriel breaks the silence abruptly.
Gabriel: Amen.
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Mary: I remember. Bring him home, Gabriel. Please.
Gabriel: Father told me only to leave these belongings, and trust in God to lead Michael home. Do you trust in the Lord?
His question was accusatory enough, that any answer aside from affirmation would have seemed blasphemous. Mary nodded in agreement, and watched as Gabriel turned and left.
Gabriel knew he couldn't be distracted by Mary's innocence. She loved Michael more than anyone else, and was closer to him than he'd allow anyone else. Not that he didn't love his brother in his own way, but there was that bond between twins that could not be broken. Maybe that was why Gabriel was tasked with this job. If he did happen to cross paths with Michael, Michael would still be led home by Mary. If Mary were there, the reason to come home would be gone.
Father seemed so sure that God would lead Michael on the right path. Whatever his reasonings, Gabriel believed them, as he believed everything their father had taught them about religion.
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Dr. Zeus - The night of Apocalypse...
Dr. Zeus - The night of Apocalypse...
Dr. Zeus sat quietly, encircled by lanterns of varying styles and sizes. Every candle was made of a blackened wax so dark it appeared the flames were floating in thin air. The World Title lie open in his lap, his fingertips tracing the etching along his nameplate. Minutes that felt like days seemed to pass before he opened his eyes. The light of a candle not quite straight ahead distracted his line of vision and he stayed fixated on it. The air was still, and not a single one of the flames swayed the slightest. The doctor rose to his feet, still clutching his belt, admiring the belt's design with his fingertips. As he escaped into the darkness that occupied the other half of the room, he could faintly be heard talking to himself.
Dr. Zeus: John Doe had asked for help in his blood feud
That's not why Ramparte was joined to this brood
Second treatments daily we undertook
Until he arose from one with a look
The look told me he knew a former me
Godly and holy, also more to he
For he knew he was also my offspring
The adoption story, a red herring
He would never have believed it from me
For, his true life path, was his own to see
After he awoke, not the man he was
There was a shift within me...love, because
For it was he who showed me the way from
False idols, those who held us under thumb
We have paved our own way, shedding all light
Replacing it with dark, black as the night
Seemingly endless seconds pass as the a few of the lanterns inexplicably flicker and burn out. The room shakes as if controlled by some otherworldly power.
Dr. Zeus...John Doe...Ramparte...Trinity!
Quake with fright, we are coming for thee!
The Father...The Son...The Holy Ghost...Rise!
Rise from the flames, vanquish all of their lives!
Dr. Zeus bellows out a sick throaty laugh as he slowly steps back into what light remains, the World Title around his waist. John Doe is to his left, carrying his Tag Team Title. Ramparte stands to his right, unmasked for a second, before placing it over his head. The mask bears the same bloody handprint as John's, signifying his baptism by blood.
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John Doe - Two nights before Apocalypse...
John Doe - Two nights before Apocalypse...
The metal buckles rang against the cold concrete as the bed turned onto its side. Dr. Zeus sat idly in his highback armless chair lined with the blackest microsuede he could find. He stroked his beard, his face sharing no emotion, but his eyes followed the masked man who paced the room opposite him. He needed to approach the situation with a care that he hadn't exercised in recent memory.
John had requested, in fact demanded, they double the electroshock sessions. He didn't fear his upcoming battle with the Phantoms. He wanted to completely destroy all human instinct, and enter the fight as pure id, attempting to annihilate his opponents, and retain the Tag Titles he held dear. He was endlessly working on his body, and felt the extra sessions would complete the work on his mind.
Dr. Zeus: John, these extra sessions I cannot give
The volts would be too much for you to live!
John Doe: That's my decision to live with. Do it, damn it!
As John spewed forth a string of expletives, Dr. Zeus stood, slowly walking in John's direction. He did not back down. They stood inches apart, neither man wavering.
Dr. Zeus: You play with your life, not just yours to lose
But so be it, it's your right to choose...
As easily as John dumped the bed over, Dr. Zeus flipped it back upright. John sat on the edge of the bed, and watched closely as the doctor ran some diagnostic tests on his machines. When the doctor was satisfied, he motioned for John to lie down, and placed a rubber bit in his mouth. John closed his eyes and relaxed, allowing his wrists and ankles to be restrained under the leather cuffs.
As he lie silent, he allowed his mind to go blank, focusing on only the sound of a water drip that could have been coming from ten inches away, or ten feet. He couldn't be sure, but the metronome of the drop slapping against the already moistened concrete was enough to calm his heartbeat to a safe level before the doctor could apply the conductors and switch on the machine.
John Doe: Do it.
As the words came out, the sound of the electric surge filled his ears, drowning out the water droplets, and were quickly followed by a crackling that could have been mistaken for firecrackers, if you weren't in the room. John's mind sprung to life.
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John suddenly felt years younger, and judging by his surroundings, he was definitely an adolescent. He looked at his hands, admiring the flesh where his tattoos used to live. He slipped his hands under the mop of shaggy blonde hair that was disguising his face. The mask was gone. He jumped to his feet and darted through an open door to his left, where he stared blankly into the mirror, trying to recognize the face staring back at him. He can't remember the last time he had done this. He looked down, noticing his clothing. A food-stained grey hoodie and a pair of tattered black jeans. His hands again felt his face and body, trying to come to terms with the body he was now occupying.
???: Michael?
The voice sounded far too familiar. There's no way the body attached to that voice was here. Not now. He pulled the hood over his head, drew in a deep breath, and made his way out of the bedroom. His movements and path through the house seemed like second nature, as if he had been in this place a hundred times or more. Nothing was recognizable but, still, he knew that this is where he belonged in this timeline.
He reached the bottom of the stairs, and his body went into sensory overload as the dinner being prepared hit him like a wave. He followed his nose, making a U-turn around the staircase, and stepping immediately into the kitchen. What he was currently looking at stopped him dead in his tracks.
John Doe: It can't be...
It couldn't. But it was. But how?
The man that stood before him was instantly familiar to him. The body, and the facial hair, may have been slightly different than the figure that now owned that voice, but the eyes...It was unmistakeable. It was him.
Dr. Zeus: I could not tell you, don't you see, my son?
You would not have believed I was the one.
Let us now stand together, you and I
We can strike fear into all, without try!
Standing aghast, John could find no words. His face went pale, unable to comprehend the situation. Before he can fully fathom his surroundings, time races ahead, and he witnesses every life event that led up to the moment he came face-to-face with the doctor at Lethal Lottery. In that moment, he finally finds the words.
As he opened his mouth to speak...
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...the buzzing lowered to barely a hum, and then ceased altogether. John threw his arms into the air, separating the leather straps from the bed, and quickly removed the straps from his ankles. He allowed his feet to fall lazily off the side of the bed, and sat facing the ground for some minutes. Dr. Zeus removed the conductors, humming to himself as he placed everything in its home on the shelf, turning his back in Doe's direction.
They both heard the door open, but neither paid Chastity any mind.
There were more important matters at hand, currently only for Doe, but soon for Dr. Zeus as well.
John Doe: It was you.
Dr. Zeus stiffens, raising his gaze towards the ceiling, but not speaking or otherwise acknowledging John's words.
John Doe: The story of my adoption. It was a lie. And you sent Gabriel to retrieve me. You thought I would wake from that coma holding those same bullsh*t beliefs in God?
Chastity's own mouth had now gaped open, but she muffled any whimper with her hand, still not entering the room. Dr. Zeus turned slowly, meeting John's eyes, resting himself against the counter.
John Doe: You could...should have told me.
Dr. Zeus: There was no way of knowing how you'd cope
Whether you'd follow my way, or hang rope
Lose you again, I could not face that fear
But I needed you to find your way here
John opens his mouth to talk, but words escape him. He buries his face in his hands, grabbing at his mask. With a sudden yank, the mask is gone, and tossed to the floor. John faces the doctor, who has not seen John's face since his return.
John Doe: When I arrived here, I swore no one would see my face until I knew who I was. I have seen it all. I know where I am from...the key players in my life...Not a mystery remains.
Dr. Zeus: Apocalypse means final destruction
Going forth we can work on construction!
Your mind and body renewed for fighting
Our enemies will fall at first sighting!
John Doe: The Father. The Son. The Holy Spirit. WZCW is not ready for the hell we will rain down upon it.
Both men turn to face Chastity, finally acknowledging her presence in the room. She stands rigid, unsure of what to do. After a few moments, John's hand is outstretched, and he motions for her to come near. She does.
Chastity: I'm sorry for not telling you, John.
John's eyes grow wide for a second, but return to normal as he notices the pain in her eyes.
Chastity: I was sworn to secrecy. It hurt me to see you struggle, but I knew you would find your own conclusions. Shortly after you left the hospital, the doctor saw that your demeanor never changed and knew he had to seek you out. Even if that meant returning to WZCW, and forming an allegiance with you.
Dr. Zeus nodded, but allowed Chastity to finish.
Chastity: In the process, his own beliefs turned from God to...not...God. And he brought back Fallout, trusting he was a competent enough combatant to watch over you. When he knew you were ready, he allowed for Fallout to be dispatched. With you and him standing as equals, there was room for a stronger triumvirate. Ramparte was instantly contacted, and asked to fight by your side, by your father's side, as an equal. A true Unholy Trinity. No one side stronger than another, and the whole stronger than its parts.
John Doe: Every beginning comes from an end. At Apocalypse, we end Theron, Ty, El Caidos, and Matt Tastic. then we begin our devastation of every member of the roster who stands in our way.
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Skylar: Daddy! Mommy! Hurry up!
The scene opens to a beautiful winter day, the sun is shining brightly down upon Ty and his family as they walk towards the park. Arianna seems to be doing better, now on her feet walking and a smile on her face. Her skin still porcelain white, almost the same color as the fresh snow. She wraps her arms around Ty's right arm, who can't help but smile himself despite the war he has found himself in. Skylar runs ahead of them towards other kids playing in the park.
Arianna: These type of days make life worth living.
Ty looks down to his muse and nods his head, wrapping his arm around her. The deep freeze of the past few days had passed, leaving the temperature mild and perfect for being outside. Though Apocalypse as at hand, he needed to guard himself and ground back to his family.
Ty: I am just happy to see you recovered dear. I need you and Skylar more than ever now.
Arianna: As we need you Ty.
The two share a small kiss as they sit down on a bench, watching Skylar run around with the other kids. The ability to forget dramatic events, seeing her mother hurt and her dad in no better shape, here she was so soon back to being a normal kid. Ty sighs contently as he closes his eyes for a brief moment.
Skylar: Mommy! Daddy! Can we build a snowman?
Ty: You've been watching far too much Frozen for your own good little girl.
Skylar: But it's my favorite movie.
Ty laughs as does Arianna as they slow stand up. Ty crouches down and ruffles Skylar's hair a little bit. She giggles and pulls on Ty's goatee a bit.
Skylar: You should shave tonight.
Ty: You know daddy doesn't look good clean shaven.
Skylar: Yes you would. Now shave tonight.
Ty: We'll see. Now about that snowman.
The three go about collecting snow as the scene fades to black briefly as it returns to Ty placing the second piece of the snowman on. Skylar is busy patching up the bottom part as Arianna collects the final piece.
Ty: So what's the snowman's name?
Skylar: Ummm......how about Ghost?
Ty: You're naming him after your kitten?
Skylar: Yeah! Ghost would love it.
Ty begins laughing as snow begins to fall gently down upon them. He looks up to the heavens, letting the flakes fall on top of him. As he looks back down Skylar and Arianna are suddenly gone, and he's left in an empty field of white. Panic sets in and his eyes go wide as he looks around frantically.
Ty: Skylar?!? Arianna!?!
The sky suddenly turns grey as Ty spins around, not even seeing so much as a set of footprints to follow. He calls out once more, but his voice only seems to echo through the field, the sound of wind whipping across the only response he gets back.
Ty: What is this? Skylar! Arianna! Where are you?
Lighting cracks through the sky as Ty turns towards the rumbling. He begins running blindly through the field, his eyes moving back and forth frantically searching for his family. Suddenly a voice an be heard.
???:
How does it feel to be alone?
For your sins to force you to atone?
There is no hope for you with God.
For there is no mercy, only the rod.
Ty's eyes go wide, but soon a sneer forms on his face as anger quickly replaces fear. His eyes begin glowing red as Chaos rises up into him, his fingers spreading wide as a red energy begins to emanate from his hands. He holds his right arm up high before slicing through the air, the picturesque field of snow suddenly shattering, leaving Ty in nothing but darkness.
Ty: What sick game is this Zeus? Where is my wife and daughter?!
Ty screams out as his voice deepens considerably, the bass in his voice causing the ground underneath him to shake. There is no response though, only the sound of a door opening in the distance. Ty takes off towards it, though with a new intent in his steps. A hunter stalking his prey. The light from the open door grows bigger with each step he takes and soon he steps through into a pure white room. He looks around angrily, his teeth gritting hard. Suddenly a projector begins playing a faint video, one of Arianna and Skylar alone in the park putting the snowman together.
Skylar: I wish daddy was here to help.
Arianna: I know Skylar. Daddy can't make it to help us. He needed some....help.
Tears begin to well up in Skylar's eyes as she looks up at her mother, confused by the response. The red glow suddenly dissipates from Ty's eyes as he watches the video. He reaches up and pulls his hair as he falls to his knees as he watches Arianna collect Skylar in her arms and hold her close. He shakes his head wildly at the sight of his daughter's tears.
Zeus:
Do you enjoy watching this?
The destruction of your bliss?
You took everything from me.
Now I shall make you an absentee.
We know the dark that lies inside.
And I shall tear open this wound.
Watch the day your sanity died.
Every memory of yours shall be pruned.
The projector suddenly stops as Ty let's out another yell, his head lowered and his body shaking violently. He crosses his arms as he begins muttering to himself, the white room transforming suddenly into a padded room, a straight jacket suddenly wrapped around Ty. He looks around, his eyes dulled and listless suddenly. He stands up, leaning against the wall as his hair now appears wild and untamed as well.
Ty: Let me out. My family. They need me. Why do you hold me here? Please? Stop this. Stop it. STOP IT!
Ty throws his head back as he begins cackling loudly. He suddenly takes a running start and slams his body into the door at the other side of the room. He stares through the little window, nonsensical screaming and muttering coming from him.
Ty: Not again! Chaos will ravage you all! I will paint your blood upon these walls. Let me go. LET ME OUT OF HERE! I swear I'll tear you limb from limb you motherfuc.....
Just then the door opens and Ty is kicked square in the face, being sent careening against the wall behind him. Blood trickles down his face as he struggles to kneel but is soon held up by two men dressed in all white. Another man in white walks in, a doctor's mask over his face.
Doctor: My my Tyrone. We can't have you damaging more property here. Your bill has left your family in such a bind already.
Ty: I'll fucking kill you. I swear to...
The doctor's voice suddenly changes to a familiar tone as Ty suddenly realizes who the two men holding him are. He struggles to break free as the doctor slides the mask down, revealing Dr. Zeus.
Zeus:
I am afraid I have a grave diagnosis.
Your mind was temporary, now it falls to psychosis.
This is what we want Tyrone. become feral.
Bindings destroyed, your morals shall become sterile.
Ty lashes out as best he can, even trying to bite at Zeus who can only help but smile wickedly. Ty looks to the two men, revealing to be John Doe and Ramparte holding him.
Zeus:
God cannot help you, for he is dead.
Satan shakes in utter dread.
But fear not Tyrone, for today is exceptional.
It's visiting day, and I have visitors that are special.
Just then two shadows appear in the door way. Ty looks towards them and his mind appears to come back to him as the wild look in his eyes disappear.
Ty: Skylar! Arianna! Get out of here quick!
Zeus:
Oh I would not be worried Ty.
They are only here to say goodbye.
Arianna and Skylar walk into the room, Skylar holding a teddy bear and Arianna placing her hand on Skylar's shoulder. Ty continues to try breaking free to no avail as he realizes something isn't right.
Ty: Skylar! Listen to daddy. You need to get out of here with your mom and find help!
Skylar: You're scaring me daddy! Make him stop!
A wave of confusion and hurt forms on Ty's face as he finally breaks free, the straight jacket falling off him as well. He reaches for his family but Skylar shrieks in fear as Arianna shields her.
Arianna: Get away from her Ty! You have some nerve scaring her like that!
Ty: Arianna...what are you talking about?
Zeus walks in between Ty and Arianna, his face contorting into one of sick enjoyment. Doe and Ramparte stand next to him as Skylar suddenly breaks from Arianna and hugs Zeus's leg.
Skylar: Don't let him hurt me doctor.
Ty: Zeus...what have you done?
Ty falls back, defeated by the words of his daughter. Arianna soon walks forward next to Zeus as well, her head resting on his shoulder.
Arianna: He has shown us what true love is Ty. And it is not what you have given us over the years!
Zeus:
There is another path.
Give up your quest of wrath.
Bow down to me and your family reunites.
Kneel down and know happiness of the greatest heights.
Ty looks bewildered at Arianna and Skylar, the room changing to that of the living room of Ty's house. Pain flashes across Ty's eyes as he realizes there is only one choice to be made. He slowly gets to his feet, staring directly at Zeus who slowly runs his fingers along Arianna's jaw line and his other hand wrapped around Skylar. Ty closes his eyes and drops down to both knees, his head lowered. Zeus cackles loudly as he reaches into his coat and withdraws a syringe. He taps the needle a few times before looking down at Ty. Doe and Ramparte grab Ty and force his head to the side. The needle draws closer as Ty struggles against the hold. Just as the needle breaks the skin Ty yells out.
Ty: NO!
Suddenly everything is dark, Ty looks around frantically, finally realizing he is in his bedroom. Sweat drops down his face as he breathes heavily. He wipes the sweat from his face as he looks to the side, seeing Skylar and Arianna snuggled up next to him. He sighs deeply as he closes his eyes for a brief moment. However out of the corner of his eye he sees a shadow moving. He jumps out of bed, tossing on some shorts as he runs out of the room and downstairs giving chase. He finds himself in the kitchen, where a winged figure stands gazing out at the night.
Ty: Caidos? What are you doing here?
El Caidos: Ominous energy seeps through the night tonight Ty. He had to ensure you and your family were safe.
Ty shakes his head from the whirlwind nightmare, could have been just that? A nightmare? Or was it far more? He wished not to contemplate on it further as he pours himself a glass of water, taking a long drink. Just then the sound of glass shattering can be heard as something flies through the window. Caidos and Ty both jump a bit at the unexpected noise. Ty kneels down and collects the item, a large rock with a note tied to it.
El Caidos: It's Zeus isn't it?
Ty: Yeah, he's leaving us a message. "I am awaiting your answer." - Zeus. The answer to what?
Caidos shrugs his shoulders as Ty sets the rock down, sighing as he looks at the broken window.
Ty: Add my window to the debt we need to collect Caidos. Tomorrow we go to war.
El Caidos: Of course Ty. Do you need El Caidos here anymore tonight?
Ty: I don't think I'll be getting any more sleep so I should be alright. You know I'll contact you if needed.
Caidos nods his head as disappears into the shadows. Ty sighs as he sits back, taking a long drink of his water as he stares at the note. He winces slightly as he reaches back, rubbing the back of his neck. As he brings his hand forward it reveals his fingers covered in a bit of blood as the scene cuts out.
The scene opens to a beautiful winter day, the sun is shining brightly down upon Ty and his family as they walk towards the park. Arianna seems to be doing better, now on her feet walking and a smile on her face. Her skin still porcelain white, almost the same color as the fresh snow. She wraps her arms around Ty's right arm, who can't help but smile himself despite the war he has found himself in. Skylar runs ahead of them towards other kids playing in the park.
Arianna: These type of days make life worth living.
Ty looks down to his muse and nods his head, wrapping his arm around her. The deep freeze of the past few days had passed, leaving the temperature mild and perfect for being outside. Though Apocalypse as at hand, he needed to guard himself and ground back to his family.
Ty: I am just happy to see you recovered dear. I need you and Skylar more than ever now.
Arianna: As we need you Ty.
The two share a small kiss as they sit down on a bench, watching Skylar run around with the other kids. The ability to forget dramatic events, seeing her mother hurt and her dad in no better shape, here she was so soon back to being a normal kid. Ty sighs contently as he closes his eyes for a brief moment.
Skylar: Mommy! Daddy! Can we build a snowman?
Ty: You've been watching far too much Frozen for your own good little girl.
Skylar: But it's my favorite movie.
Ty laughs as does Arianna as they slow stand up. Ty crouches down and ruffles Skylar's hair a little bit. She giggles and pulls on Ty's goatee a bit.
Skylar: You should shave tonight.
Ty: You know daddy doesn't look good clean shaven.
Skylar: Yes you would. Now shave tonight.
Ty: We'll see. Now about that snowman.
The three go about collecting snow as the scene fades to black briefly as it returns to Ty placing the second piece of the snowman on. Skylar is busy patching up the bottom part as Arianna collects the final piece.
Ty: So what's the snowman's name?
Skylar: Ummm......how about Ghost?
Ty: You're naming him after your kitten?
Skylar: Yeah! Ghost would love it.
Ty begins laughing as snow begins to fall gently down upon them. He looks up to the heavens, letting the flakes fall on top of him. As he looks back down Skylar and Arianna are suddenly gone, and he's left in an empty field of white. Panic sets in and his eyes go wide as he looks around frantically.
Ty: Skylar?!? Arianna!?!
The sky suddenly turns grey as Ty spins around, not even seeing so much as a set of footprints to follow. He calls out once more, but his voice only seems to echo through the field, the sound of wind whipping across the only response he gets back.
Ty: What is this? Skylar! Arianna! Where are you?
Lighting cracks through the sky as Ty turns towards the rumbling. He begins running blindly through the field, his eyes moving back and forth frantically searching for his family. Suddenly a voice an be heard.
???:
How does it feel to be alone?
For your sins to force you to atone?
There is no hope for you with God.
For there is no mercy, only the rod.
Ty's eyes go wide, but soon a sneer forms on his face as anger quickly replaces fear. His eyes begin glowing red as Chaos rises up into him, his fingers spreading wide as a red energy begins to emanate from his hands. He holds his right arm up high before slicing through the air, the picturesque field of snow suddenly shattering, leaving Ty in nothing but darkness.
Ty: What sick game is this Zeus? Where is my wife and daughter?!
Ty screams out as his voice deepens considerably, the bass in his voice causing the ground underneath him to shake. There is no response though, only the sound of a door opening in the distance. Ty takes off towards it, though with a new intent in his steps. A hunter stalking his prey. The light from the open door grows bigger with each step he takes and soon he steps through into a pure white room. He looks around angrily, his teeth gritting hard. Suddenly a projector begins playing a faint video, one of Arianna and Skylar alone in the park putting the snowman together.
Skylar: I wish daddy was here to help.
Arianna: I know Skylar. Daddy can't make it to help us. He needed some....help.
Tears begin to well up in Skylar's eyes as she looks up at her mother, confused by the response. The red glow suddenly dissipates from Ty's eyes as he watches the video. He reaches up and pulls his hair as he falls to his knees as he watches Arianna collect Skylar in her arms and hold her close. He shakes his head wildly at the sight of his daughter's tears.
Zeus:
Do you enjoy watching this?
The destruction of your bliss?
You took everything from me.
Now I shall make you an absentee.
We know the dark that lies inside.
And I shall tear open this wound.
Watch the day your sanity died.
Every memory of yours shall be pruned.
The projector suddenly stops as Ty let's out another yell, his head lowered and his body shaking violently. He crosses his arms as he begins muttering to himself, the white room transforming suddenly into a padded room, a straight jacket suddenly wrapped around Ty. He looks around, his eyes dulled and listless suddenly. He stands up, leaning against the wall as his hair now appears wild and untamed as well.
Ty: Let me out. My family. They need me. Why do you hold me here? Please? Stop this. Stop it. STOP IT!
Ty throws his head back as he begins cackling loudly. He suddenly takes a running start and slams his body into the door at the other side of the room. He stares through the little window, nonsensical screaming and muttering coming from him.
Ty: Not again! Chaos will ravage you all! I will paint your blood upon these walls. Let me go. LET ME OUT OF HERE! I swear I'll tear you limb from limb you motherfuc.....
Just then the door opens and Ty is kicked square in the face, being sent careening against the wall behind him. Blood trickles down his face as he struggles to kneel but is soon held up by two men dressed in all white. Another man in white walks in, a doctor's mask over his face.
Doctor: My my Tyrone. We can't have you damaging more property here. Your bill has left your family in such a bind already.
Ty: I'll fucking kill you. I swear to...
The doctor's voice suddenly changes to a familiar tone as Ty suddenly realizes who the two men holding him are. He struggles to break free as the doctor slides the mask down, revealing Dr. Zeus.
Zeus:
I am afraid I have a grave diagnosis.
Your mind was temporary, now it falls to psychosis.
This is what we want Tyrone. become feral.
Bindings destroyed, your morals shall become sterile.
Ty lashes out as best he can, even trying to bite at Zeus who can only help but smile wickedly. Ty looks to the two men, revealing to be John Doe and Ramparte holding him.
Zeus:
God cannot help you, for he is dead.
Satan shakes in utter dread.
But fear not Tyrone, for today is exceptional.
It's visiting day, and I have visitors that are special.
Just then two shadows appear in the door way. Ty looks towards them and his mind appears to come back to him as the wild look in his eyes disappear.
Ty: Skylar! Arianna! Get out of here quick!
Zeus:
Oh I would not be worried Ty.
They are only here to say goodbye.
Arianna and Skylar walk into the room, Skylar holding a teddy bear and Arianna placing her hand on Skylar's shoulder. Ty continues to try breaking free to no avail as he realizes something isn't right.
Ty: Skylar! Listen to daddy. You need to get out of here with your mom and find help!
Skylar: You're scaring me daddy! Make him stop!
A wave of confusion and hurt forms on Ty's face as he finally breaks free, the straight jacket falling off him as well. He reaches for his family but Skylar shrieks in fear as Arianna shields her.
Arianna: Get away from her Ty! You have some nerve scaring her like that!
Ty: Arianna...what are you talking about?
Zeus walks in between Ty and Arianna, his face contorting into one of sick enjoyment. Doe and Ramparte stand next to him as Skylar suddenly breaks from Arianna and hugs Zeus's leg.
Skylar: Don't let him hurt me doctor.
Ty: Zeus...what have you done?
Ty falls back, defeated by the words of his daughter. Arianna soon walks forward next to Zeus as well, her head resting on his shoulder.
Arianna: He has shown us what true love is Ty. And it is not what you have given us over the years!
Zeus:
There is another path.
Give up your quest of wrath.
Bow down to me and your family reunites.
Kneel down and know happiness of the greatest heights.
Ty looks bewildered at Arianna and Skylar, the room changing to that of the living room of Ty's house. Pain flashes across Ty's eyes as he realizes there is only one choice to be made. He slowly gets to his feet, staring directly at Zeus who slowly runs his fingers along Arianna's jaw line and his other hand wrapped around Skylar. Ty closes his eyes and drops down to both knees, his head lowered. Zeus cackles loudly as he reaches into his coat and withdraws a syringe. He taps the needle a few times before looking down at Ty. Doe and Ramparte grab Ty and force his head to the side. The needle draws closer as Ty struggles against the hold. Just as the needle breaks the skin Ty yells out.
Ty: NO!
Suddenly everything is dark, Ty looks around frantically, finally realizing he is in his bedroom. Sweat drops down his face as he breathes heavily. He wipes the sweat from his face as he looks to the side, seeing Skylar and Arianna snuggled up next to him. He sighs deeply as he closes his eyes for a brief moment. However out of the corner of his eye he sees a shadow moving. He jumps out of bed, tossing on some shorts as he runs out of the room and downstairs giving chase. He finds himself in the kitchen, where a winged figure stands gazing out at the night.
Ty: Caidos? What are you doing here?
El Caidos: Ominous energy seeps through the night tonight Ty. He had to ensure you and your family were safe.
Ty shakes his head from the whirlwind nightmare, could have been just that? A nightmare? Or was it far more? He wished not to contemplate on it further as he pours himself a glass of water, taking a long drink. Just then the sound of glass shattering can be heard as something flies through the window. Caidos and Ty both jump a bit at the unexpected noise. Ty kneels down and collects the item, a large rock with a note tied to it.
El Caidos: It's Zeus isn't it?
Ty: Yeah, he's leaving us a message. "I am awaiting your answer." - Zeus. The answer to what?
Caidos shrugs his shoulders as Ty sets the rock down, sighing as he looks at the broken window.
Ty: Add my window to the debt we need to collect Caidos. Tomorrow we go to war.
El Caidos: Of course Ty. Do you need El Caidos here anymore tonight?
Ty: I don't think I'll be getting any more sleep so I should be alright. You know I'll contact you if needed.
Caidos nods his head as disappears into the shadows. Ty sighs as he sits back, taking a long drink of his water as he stares at the note. He winces slightly as he reaches back, rubbing the back of his neck. As he brings his hand forward it reveals his fingers covered in a bit of blood as the scene cuts out.
Ty Burna
Getting Noticed By Management
Static suddenly cuts through for several moments, nothing but black and white across the screen. Voices can be heard cascading back and forth in the background, though one would find it difficult to make out exactly what is being said. The static clears up briefly, revealing Ty Burna sitting on an ebony throne, his hood up concealing his face. El Caidos Dragon stands next to him, his head lowered and his wings down.
Ty: God is dead.
El Caidos: Woe is the fate of man.
Ty: A world without hope and life. Devoid of morals and humanity.
El Caidos: El Caidos feels pity for those that lay within the scorched earth. No, not pity, jealousy. For they witnessed only a glimpse of the hell that has been brought forth.
Ty begins to laugh maniacally, reaching up slowly and pushing away his hood, his long raven black hair cascading down around him, a crazed smirk on his face. His eyes glow red as does El Caidos in unison, the Phantoms linked eternal.
Ty: Pray tell what makes you believe the Harbinger of Chaos does not welcome a world of such madness Doe? To exist where in such a time where piety is at it's lowest? We all watch as the roaches cannibalize each other in hopes of reaching higher plateaus, yet never realizing their demise hangs precariously above them. You believe yourself to be the guillotine above their necks, that your work for Zeus is of great importance. Does it give you your own version of hope and happiness? Believing in a cause such as that?
El Caidos: A mockery of what El Demonio's Apostles have come to be known as!
Ty: And so it is. The Northwinds come howling through the night, rendering the flesh of those caught in the eternal storm. Do you not see what you have brought upon yourself John Doe? I was contempt in enjoying my life, what I had sacrificed so much for. There was no need to awaken the King of Darkness! His throne had been procured, his kingdom secured. Do you believe yourself to be a savior in destruction? A martyr in this world of weakness? Throw your life away to your pitiful false idol, I shall be the one to smash the statue of your so called Father. The facade of your beliefs shall crumble under what is truly known. Chaos reigns supreme, and it's Harbinger brings forth the ill omens you so desire.
El Caidos: A graveyard of the sinners shall be your eternal resting place Doe. And El Caidos Dragon shall be the gatekeeper, dragging your carcass to your burial plot! There will be no mourning for you. There will only be suffering of the highest order.
Ty slowly stands from his ebony throne, stepping down onto a floor completely made of bones and skulls. They crack under the weight of his foot, a faint cry of pain can be heard, as if the bones themselves speak of their plight. Their failure to defeat Chaos itself. Ty lowers his head as he holds his hands behind his back for but a moment before bringing forth his large scythe, slamming it down into the ground, shattering a skull in the process. El Caidos lifts his head up, his reptilian tongue sliding out of his tongue before it retreats back. The two stand tall before suddenly shifting into an ethereal form, the reds of their eyes the only color seen.
Ty: A scarred past, unknown to others. A broken mind, only to be redeemed by one far more broken. They say clones are weaker than the original. Do you not see this Doe? Your almighty Father Dr. Zeus has done nothing but taken everything out of my bible and crossed my name out in place of his. Destroy to rebuild in his image. Promises of redemption to those foolish enough to believe in it. You have followed the path of my Apostles, only you can not hold a candle to what my Apostles are capable of! Open your eyes to the truth and realize you worship at my own feet, lapping at whatever bread crumbs are dropped in front of you. The first casualty in a war Zeus has propagated for so long!
El Caidos: Honor be damned, this is blood that must be shed, and El Caidos will gladly spill yours. Though he failed in his first opportunity, Zeus no doubt will remember the bites that were taken out of him. He can smell the blood, the fear that runs through his veins. But there is no fear in you John Doe. The potion has been drank, and you have fallen entranced with a succubus and her master. There is no hope in redeeming you, and so like the rabid dog you are, we shall gladly put you down.
Ty: It's cute that you believe Zeus has this incredible power over the darkness. It truly is a wonder why everyone is so amazed by the lights going out whenever he wishes to blindside others. I have been calm and let these events happen. After all, it is not so difficult to learn the occult ways I have mastered. But that is where things are different between us Doe! I am the master of these things. Zeus is a foolish man who read how to do such things out of a book. Bring forth his so called power and I will demonstrate what true ability in the dark arts is. The sarcophagus has been chosen, and you shall be it's first victim. Your games of fear are child's play compared what true horrors will be shown as the Phantoms shatter your entire being, and as the marionette strings are cut, you shall understand the real bleak situation you find yourself in. Bow before me Doe. You will not have a choice. I will break every bone, cut every vein, sever every nerve, until it is the only thing you desire for. The mask you wear shall hide you no more! Nothing more than a trophy to add to the pile.
Ty suddenly walks forward from the ethereal form and holds up the mask of Fallout, the eye covers shattered as Ty begins laughing once more. El Caidos watches on intently as Ty drops the mask, spinning at the same time and slicing the mask in half with his scythe. The gas mask falls to the ground, torn asunder before Ty steps on it, grinding it into the bones underneath. Another victim. One more casualty added to his tomes. Ty slowly lifts his head up, his eyes glowing brightly as he grits his teeth.
El Caidos: Backed into a corner, the rat will have no choice but to bite and claw his way out. He shall be nothing more than a plaything for this dragon to toy with. Each paw slashed, whiskers torn out one by one, and finally your tail shall meet fangs. Bleeding and suffering, it shall welcome death's embrace. The reaper shall see no penance paid, no worth in this soul to claim, and so it shall leave it in limbo, sins of the present a foreboding movie forever played in front of you.
Ty: Those who fail to learn from the past, are doomed to repeat it as they say Doe. Threaten harm to those around me, promise hell between us, and you shall simply be tossed into the broken earth, the fires of the abyss collecting your earthly shell. And so the choirs of angels sing out sorrowfully once more, exulting their King of Darkness. The Altar of Chaos awaits the sacrifice I bring to it!
Ty lifts his hand up as the scene suddenly shifts to a broken down church, a blood red sky above with black clouds hovering ominously. The Chaos Symbol hangs high over a large ivory altar. Bricks have crumbled all around, some pews remain intact, others broken to pieces. A red carpet leads down to the altar, candles lit on top of it, a chalice placed in the middle, a red liquid filling it. Ty stands in front of the altar, the Ouija Scroll held firmly in his right hand as El Caidos stares at the Chaos Symbol.
Ty: It has been a long time since I have been here Caidos. Soak in the birthplace of Chaos, feel its energy renew your intent!
El Caidos closes his eyes as he keeps his head leaned upward, taking a deep breath as an ominous wind sweeps through the church, the embers on the candles flickering slightly from its presence. Ty stares down at the old parchment, unrolling it slowly as he places it down on the altar, pouring the red liquid over it as he watches, almost fanatically at it's course. Laughter escapes him as he throws his head back, his arms stretched out and his palms to the sky.
Ty: Chaos has truly awoken John Doe! This is the monster you have so desperately seeked out, hoping to be the one to slay him! And not just the Harbinger of Chaos or the King of Darkness, you have brought forth a reborn dragon as well! Gaze upon the blood soaked claws of El Caidos Dragon. A man that has seeked out Chaos as well, but only to embrace it! A new Apostle is born tonight. No, not an Apostle, the heir to the title of Harbinger!
El Caidos suddenly erupts, a roar echoes through the domain, the walls of the church shaking from the mere sound of it. He lowers his head as he opens his eyes, glowing an intense red. His voice deepens as he speaks, though becoming more snake like than human.
El Caidos: What recourse do you wish to take facing us Doe? What hope do you have of defeating one of us? The wrath of Chaos is unbridled, its fury at its peak! El Caidos Dragon has now seen what true power is, and it is not in the honor he once upheld, but the devastation Chaos can bring forth! El Califa Dragon from this point forward is dead. Long live El Caidos Dragon!
Ty watches, almost amused at the words of his ally. He grabs the chalice and walks over to El Caidos and rushes it into his claws.
Ty: Then drink almighty Dragon! And affirm your allegiance to Chaos!
El Caidos holds up the chalice, looking at the red liquid before bringing up to his lips. He drinks slowly at first, but soon drinks greedily at it, the liquid spilling out of the corners of his mouth. Ty reaches out and takes the chalice away, a smirk on his face as El Caidos stares up at the Chaos symbol one more time, his eyes closing before letting out another roar. Fangs protrude from him, as he holds up his fist, the Chaos Symbol suddenly erupting in flames.
Ty: The time has come El Caidos Dragon. This unholy war has begun. Our enemies have driven us to this. They threaten our homes and our families. No more! They will not be allowed to exist in our world anymore. The Apocalypse has come. Reign fire down upon our enemies, and Doe shall become nothing more than a helpless lamb lead to our sacrifice!
El Caidos nods, as he suddenly rises up from the ground, hovering in front of the Chaos Symbol. He spreads his wings out as he let's out one final roar as Ty turns towards the Altar, whispering something before drinking the rest of the liquid and slamming the chalice down, cracking the ivory. He raises his head slowly, staring directly forward.
Ty: Thus it is written.
The camera zooms in suddenly to El Caidos as the flames envelope him, only his glowing eyes can be seen through the fire.
El Caidos: So it shall come to pass!
Ty: God is dead.
El Caidos: Woe is the fate of man.
Ty: A world without hope and life. Devoid of morals and humanity.
El Caidos: El Caidos feels pity for those that lay within the scorched earth. No, not pity, jealousy. For they witnessed only a glimpse of the hell that has been brought forth.
Ty begins to laugh maniacally, reaching up slowly and pushing away his hood, his long raven black hair cascading down around him, a crazed smirk on his face. His eyes glow red as does El Caidos in unison, the Phantoms linked eternal.
Ty: Pray tell what makes you believe the Harbinger of Chaos does not welcome a world of such madness Doe? To exist where in such a time where piety is at it's lowest? We all watch as the roaches cannibalize each other in hopes of reaching higher plateaus, yet never realizing their demise hangs precariously above them. You believe yourself to be the guillotine above their necks, that your work for Zeus is of great importance. Does it give you your own version of hope and happiness? Believing in a cause such as that?
El Caidos: A mockery of what El Demonio's Apostles have come to be known as!
Ty: And so it is. The Northwinds come howling through the night, rendering the flesh of those caught in the eternal storm. Do you not see what you have brought upon yourself John Doe? I was contempt in enjoying my life, what I had sacrificed so much for. There was no need to awaken the King of Darkness! His throne had been procured, his kingdom secured. Do you believe yourself to be a savior in destruction? A martyr in this world of weakness? Throw your life away to your pitiful false idol, I shall be the one to smash the statue of your so called Father. The facade of your beliefs shall crumble under what is truly known. Chaos reigns supreme, and it's Harbinger brings forth the ill omens you so desire.
El Caidos: A graveyard of the sinners shall be your eternal resting place Doe. And El Caidos Dragon shall be the gatekeeper, dragging your carcass to your burial plot! There will be no mourning for you. There will only be suffering of the highest order.
Ty slowly stands from his ebony throne, stepping down onto a floor completely made of bones and skulls. They crack under the weight of his foot, a faint cry of pain can be heard, as if the bones themselves speak of their plight. Their failure to defeat Chaos itself. Ty lowers his head as he holds his hands behind his back for but a moment before bringing forth his large scythe, slamming it down into the ground, shattering a skull in the process. El Caidos lifts his head up, his reptilian tongue sliding out of his tongue before it retreats back. The two stand tall before suddenly shifting into an ethereal form, the reds of their eyes the only color seen.
Ty: A scarred past, unknown to others. A broken mind, only to be redeemed by one far more broken. They say clones are weaker than the original. Do you not see this Doe? Your almighty Father Dr. Zeus has done nothing but taken everything out of my bible and crossed my name out in place of his. Destroy to rebuild in his image. Promises of redemption to those foolish enough to believe in it. You have followed the path of my Apostles, only you can not hold a candle to what my Apostles are capable of! Open your eyes to the truth and realize you worship at my own feet, lapping at whatever bread crumbs are dropped in front of you. The first casualty in a war Zeus has propagated for so long!
El Caidos: Honor be damned, this is blood that must be shed, and El Caidos will gladly spill yours. Though he failed in his first opportunity, Zeus no doubt will remember the bites that were taken out of him. He can smell the blood, the fear that runs through his veins. But there is no fear in you John Doe. The potion has been drank, and you have fallen entranced with a succubus and her master. There is no hope in redeeming you, and so like the rabid dog you are, we shall gladly put you down.
Ty: It's cute that you believe Zeus has this incredible power over the darkness. It truly is a wonder why everyone is so amazed by the lights going out whenever he wishes to blindside others. I have been calm and let these events happen. After all, it is not so difficult to learn the occult ways I have mastered. But that is where things are different between us Doe! I am the master of these things. Zeus is a foolish man who read how to do such things out of a book. Bring forth his so called power and I will demonstrate what true ability in the dark arts is. The sarcophagus has been chosen, and you shall be it's first victim. Your games of fear are child's play compared what true horrors will be shown as the Phantoms shatter your entire being, and as the marionette strings are cut, you shall understand the real bleak situation you find yourself in. Bow before me Doe. You will not have a choice. I will break every bone, cut every vein, sever every nerve, until it is the only thing you desire for. The mask you wear shall hide you no more! Nothing more than a trophy to add to the pile.
Ty suddenly walks forward from the ethereal form and holds up the mask of Fallout, the eye covers shattered as Ty begins laughing once more. El Caidos watches on intently as Ty drops the mask, spinning at the same time and slicing the mask in half with his scythe. The gas mask falls to the ground, torn asunder before Ty steps on it, grinding it into the bones underneath. Another victim. One more casualty added to his tomes. Ty slowly lifts his head up, his eyes glowing brightly as he grits his teeth.
El Caidos: Backed into a corner, the rat will have no choice but to bite and claw his way out. He shall be nothing more than a plaything for this dragon to toy with. Each paw slashed, whiskers torn out one by one, and finally your tail shall meet fangs. Bleeding and suffering, it shall welcome death's embrace. The reaper shall see no penance paid, no worth in this soul to claim, and so it shall leave it in limbo, sins of the present a foreboding movie forever played in front of you.
Ty: Those who fail to learn from the past, are doomed to repeat it as they say Doe. Threaten harm to those around me, promise hell between us, and you shall simply be tossed into the broken earth, the fires of the abyss collecting your earthly shell. And so the choirs of angels sing out sorrowfully once more, exulting their King of Darkness. The Altar of Chaos awaits the sacrifice I bring to it!
Ty lifts his hand up as the scene suddenly shifts to a broken down church, a blood red sky above with black clouds hovering ominously. The Chaos Symbol hangs high over a large ivory altar. Bricks have crumbled all around, some pews remain intact, others broken to pieces. A red carpet leads down to the altar, candles lit on top of it, a chalice placed in the middle, a red liquid filling it. Ty stands in front of the altar, the Ouija Scroll held firmly in his right hand as El Caidos stares at the Chaos Symbol.
Ty: It has been a long time since I have been here Caidos. Soak in the birthplace of Chaos, feel its energy renew your intent!
El Caidos closes his eyes as he keeps his head leaned upward, taking a deep breath as an ominous wind sweeps through the church, the embers on the candles flickering slightly from its presence. Ty stares down at the old parchment, unrolling it slowly as he places it down on the altar, pouring the red liquid over it as he watches, almost fanatically at it's course. Laughter escapes him as he throws his head back, his arms stretched out and his palms to the sky.
Ty: Chaos has truly awoken John Doe! This is the monster you have so desperately seeked out, hoping to be the one to slay him! And not just the Harbinger of Chaos or the King of Darkness, you have brought forth a reborn dragon as well! Gaze upon the blood soaked claws of El Caidos Dragon. A man that has seeked out Chaos as well, but only to embrace it! A new Apostle is born tonight. No, not an Apostle, the heir to the title of Harbinger!
El Caidos suddenly erupts, a roar echoes through the domain, the walls of the church shaking from the mere sound of it. He lowers his head as he opens his eyes, glowing an intense red. His voice deepens as he speaks, though becoming more snake like than human.
El Caidos: What recourse do you wish to take facing us Doe? What hope do you have of defeating one of us? The wrath of Chaos is unbridled, its fury at its peak! El Caidos Dragon has now seen what true power is, and it is not in the honor he once upheld, but the devastation Chaos can bring forth! El Califa Dragon from this point forward is dead. Long live El Caidos Dragon!
Ty watches, almost amused at the words of his ally. He grabs the chalice and walks over to El Caidos and rushes it into his claws.
Ty: Then drink almighty Dragon! And affirm your allegiance to Chaos!
El Caidos holds up the chalice, looking at the red liquid before bringing up to his lips. He drinks slowly at first, but soon drinks greedily at it, the liquid spilling out of the corners of his mouth. Ty reaches out and takes the chalice away, a smirk on his face as El Caidos stares up at the Chaos symbol one more time, his eyes closing before letting out another roar. Fangs protrude from him, as he holds up his fist, the Chaos Symbol suddenly erupting in flames.
Ty: The time has come El Caidos Dragon. This unholy war has begun. Our enemies have driven us to this. They threaten our homes and our families. No more! They will not be allowed to exist in our world anymore. The Apocalypse has come. Reign fire down upon our enemies, and Doe shall become nothing more than a helpless lamb lead to our sacrifice!
El Caidos nods, as he suddenly rises up from the ground, hovering in front of the Chaos Symbol. He spreads his wings out as he let's out one final roar as Ty turns towards the Altar, whispering something before drinking the rest of the liquid and slamming the chalice down, cracking the ivory. He raises his head slowly, staring directly forward.
Ty: Thus it is written.
The camera zooms in suddenly to El Caidos as the flames envelope him, only his glowing eyes can be seen through the fire.
El Caidos: So it shall come to pass!
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