The Reunion


[A verse of a hymn arose, a low and mournful strain. Voices could be heard, chanting, singing their apocalyptic notes. The forest is their passageway as hundreds and hundreds of people walk freely through the thick brushes and amongst the giant trees. They make their way, as if in a trance, all singing the same song, having the same chant in mind. What little moonlight that can actually shed some light through the many branches of the sequoias, redwoods, pines and firs, shines down upon these living zombies. Men, women and even some teenagers walk to a certain point, a huge bonfire in the very middle of the gloomy forest. Salem, a place of virtual evil and history. Many have been the stories and movies related to this historical site within Massachusetts. Many have been the men who haven't dared walk the woods within Salem at night, and yet, hundreds walked as if it were noon. All chanting. All singing. All moaning. Verse after verse was sung as if the roaring wind, the rushing streams, the howling beasts, and every other voice of the unconcerted wilderness were mingling. The people walked on, all bearing something in common; their black attire. They walked til they finally came to the bonfire, waves after waves of people still walking til there was no more space to even breathe. The group was stacked up against each other, still singing, all gazing into the dancing flames over the wooden platform. They all swayed with the wind as if they were overpowered by something also, as if they were waiting for something. At the same moment the fire on the platform shot redly forth and formed a glowing arch above its base, where now appeared a figure. He stood behind the bonfire on another platform as well. He looked all around him, seeing the people as they took a step back. They all kneeled down, as they kept singing. The figure looked grim, yet his presence was greatly felt. The figure lifts his hands and arms as the crowd quiets down, looking up at the dark figure before him as the crisp flames burn on.]


Faze: Bring forth the converts...


[A few people walk around the bonfire. Teenagers are being held as they step up to the platform. Three of them step up on the platform as Faze greets them with a silent smile. They all, dressed in black, kneel before Faze as he holds up a grail it seems. He holds it up as the hymn builds up once more. He looms over the first person as he pours a bit of the contents onto the teenager's forehead. Blood seems to fall as it soon sizzles on their temples. The first one lets out a scream, followed immediately by a laughter. The second does the same. Yet, both's scars heal quickly after having formed a pentagram on their foreheads. Faze moves to the third as he pours the rest of the cup on the person's forehead. The blood sizzles but yet, the teen falls over and to the ground, writhing around in pain. He grabs his face as he can feel the outline of his burns on his forehead. The kid looks up at Faze as he continues to scream. Faze just looks down at him and laughs as the crowd continues to sing.]


Faze: You little twit. Did you think you could pass through the hands of evil and through the curtains of the darkness unnoticed? Did you think you could truly be brought into the ways of evil without being truly so. Evil is not a T-Shirt nor a video game, evil is not stealing candy from a store nor pushing your little sister from time to time. Evil is a way of life, evil is a thought process. Evil is what I am, evil is what I do, and I am the judge of it all. Evil you are not! Evil you shall never be! How dare you come to this Reunion, how dare you come here amongst the souls of the damned and try to be baptized into the light of the dark. For that you will suffer a fate far worse than that of scars on your face, for that, you will suffer eternal damnation. Dare you even say you are a believer of God or sent by the Chosen One to see what is before you. Dare you even try to resist against the Anger of the Land. Has Eclipse sent you, or maybe Chin, or was it Brian Berg or The End? Was it the Soldiers of Apocalypse who wanted to bring me back? Answer not, for I wouldn't want to hear it in any event you fool. You have learned your last lesson and these will be my witnesses that the shadows show no mercy! BURN IN HELL!!!


[The hymn climaxes into a loud variety of sounds and chimes as the people dig in deeply to produce the highest notes possible. Faze looks on as he sees the other two that are baptized and waves them aside. The burnt one still lays on the floor, like a fetus. Faze picks him up by his throat and holds him over the fire as the flames begin to lick the heels of the unlucky teen.]


Faze: Look at the fate of the holy men, the priests, the nuns, the righteous men who dare cross onto our paths. Look at the fate of the world. Look at the fate of the Brutal Wrestling Organization. Look at the fate of Killuminati, The End, and Eclipse. Look at the fate at anyone who opposes me. False prophets and falses followers shall only join the clan of the deceased! My loyal followers, you will pay attention to this and learn from this. You will only bear the name of Faze across your bosoms and the mark of the pentagram across your foreheads. Those who don't, will just get BURNED!


[Faze, still holding the kid up, realizes the flames have already began to burn at the kid's feet as he brings him up higher. He cries, weeping into the moonlight as if to hope he would be saved. Faze tilts his head as he can hear the kid whispering and muttering. Faze looks amused as he loosens his grip, enough for the kid to talk.]


Kid: P...p...p...please....let m....m...me go! I didn't mean...I j...j...j...ust wanted to be l...l...like you!

Faze: No one can be like me, haven't they taught you this at your little school? Have not your uneducated teachers taught you what it means to value your own life before sacrificing it in order to be like someone? You will pay the price now that Killuminati will soon pay, just another, who has wanted to be like me, just another one who thinks he can reach into the deep dark sea of the shadows, dipping his scrawny little, feeble fingers into things he can't truely comprehend. Does who are unfit to follow me, cannot even be like me. And you, little one, are unfit to do either. You have been burned, burned because your God still wants you with him, so this I tell you, be with him, stay with him prance around naked with angels in heaven for all I care, but rest in peace assuredly that YOU WILL die and you might not even make it to your "heaven". Soon all you will do is join the elite ranks of the Jezzebels and the corrupt priests before you. It was your very kind that hung Martha Carrier and numerous others here in Salem. Does your remember and your life line remember those trials? Do they keep the stories in their basements? I guess you'll never get to tell me and you'll never get to find out. You shall be torched, just as you have done unto others before with your tongue, your vile attitude and your disrespect for life. You are no different than Killuminati or The End. You are no different than the fake religiousness of the righteous. Die with your beliefs.

Kid: N...n...no! I beg of you!

Faze: You beg now? You beg to the Anger of the Land before the hundreds and hundreds of my true dark followers? Do you beg in the name of all others before mentioned? Do you beg renouncing your own God, renouncing all you ever believed in? Do you beg denying that you were ever sent by anyone else?

Kid: I...I...I do! You're m...m...my only Lord!

Faze: YOU FOOL!!! How dare you throw such hipocresy onto my face!

Kid: I'm being honest!

Faze: Even renouncing to your God...

Kid: YES!

Faze: Young fool, blinded by your own conception of what's good and what's not. The young are always the same, so impulsive, so confident...but yet, only the darkness can bare such true virtues. You have none of these, and with none, you shall die!

Kidd Reaper: NO!

Faze: Sing my children, SING! Sing the joyous themes of the shadows as you watch the burning flesh amongst the bonfire!

Kid: Oh G...g...god help me!

Faze: It's too late for that. Not even the Chosen One can save you now...


[Faze tightens his hold now as the kid still dangles above the fire as Faze finall brings him back onto the platform. He carefully lifts up the kid with both hands while tears run down Faze's arms. The salty liquid runs down his body as he holds it up, in offering to his cause. The crowd chants on, the wicked notes they wield, those of fiends and horrors unknown. Faze holds him over his head, his arms dangle hopelessly as Faze gives on last smile. He heaves the kid into the huge bonfire as Faze kneels down. He looks, seeing the eyes of terror in the kid as his body is entirely covered in flames til the sockets can be seen no more. No one else cares, they continue to sing, all smiling in unison with Faze. Faze stands back up as he looks into the skyline and sees a red moon now. His purple, satin robe fixes itself and straightens out and crumples or wrinkles it had with the effort a minute ago. He stands before them once again as he looks over and sees the two teens laughing, blood dripping down from their foreheads. Faze looks back once again in sable form.]


Faze: Welcome, my children to the communion of your race. You have found your nature and your destiny and before me, you have given your will and your souls as you live on. This night it shall be granted that you will know my evil deed. This night it shall be granted that you will come to know of this "Chosen One" and his Book of Light. This night you will know of the "demise" of Killuminati and soon enough, within two weeks, of The End. My followers, my loyal children, you have come here, before your master, to grant your ears and his wishes. Listen, and listen well, for your are the lambs and I am the sheperd. You will follow my every orders and that you will. You are the true carriers of evil, the true worshippers of that which is not seen by your society as "good". Know this my children, know of the bearded elders of the church who have whispered lustful words into the ears of young maidens in their households. Know of the women, eager to become widows, which have given their their husbands a drink at bedtime and have let him sleep his last sleep upon their chests. Know how beardless youths have wanted their parents' inheritance and made it happen quicker than it should. Know how women who haven't even fully developed their chest, bury graves in their gardens for even younger infants. All have "sinned", yet in society they all claim positions of virtual envy but yet, they do far worse than met to the common eye. You, my followers are the true anti-religious fiends who lurk the earth, shunned by society, looked down upon by employers, by peers and even family. Here, you are a family, a family of the dark and from now on, you are a family which will do my bidding.


[The crowd all responds with a collective nod as their eyes greatly fixate on Faze's full figure. The flames finally lower for a bit. It seems that the body has completely burned. Faze raises his arms once again, now looking up at the moon. It has changed, shifted, no longer a shade of red, but instead, it looks as if it were to eclipse. Faze looks up and immediately frowns, knowing the meaning of such an act. He lifts his hand right at the moon as the entire crowd begins to moan and rock back and forth on their knees. The eclipse has stopped. It hadn't even reached halfway as Faze smiles once again at the still position of the moon and the sun. He looks back to the crowd of followers.]

Faze: The eclipse is a sign my children, a sign that our time is running out. We must be rid of this Chosen One. We must be rid of this The End and this Killuminati character. All three, nothing but rubbish before my eyes, specially Killuminati. He thinks he can step into my ground and walk with the shadows hand in hand but this he cannot, and lessons shall he learn, endless ones, showing that I truly am the Anger of the Land. And yet my children, the Chosen One runs, walks, breathes amongst you mortals about to release his unrelenting thoughts and his motives of good nature. It has always been said that where evil lurks, good follows behind closely, willing to stop that which is purely unkind. But to you I say, evil is the nature of mankind. Evil must be your only happiness, your only pleasure. Welcome again, my children, to the communion of your race, a race that will clearly bring a new age onto this earth, a new age which will clearly see The End of Eclipse and his soon to become righteous prophecies. The Anger of the Land has a mission for some of you. The Anger of the Land has selected a few of you, to walk in the land of the greats and to do my bidding, for on Tuesday Takedown, you will do one thing for me and one thing only. Some of you know what I speak of, the others will wait and see what my true bidding is. Apocalypse has begun, I am and we are bringing Armaggedon onto the BWO and onto the entire world. This realm will be forever changed. Killuminati will be made an example of such a prophecy and The End will be the next to fall as well in two weeks at Industrial Revolution. My children, watch, and enjoy the nature of my speech for you are the true witnesses of things to come. They will all burn in hell, they will all fear our reunion and sacredness, our die scared...

[The hymn continues, the people responding positively as one of the men begins to hand out certain attires to certain people within the group. Faze looks on, crossing his arms, he looks up and the eclipse now continues but above a red moon. Faze smiles and snickers as the people continue to sing. The trees swayed with the light breeze as now Faze revealed from behind his attire, a staff, a black staff in the form of a serpent as he held it in his right hand and now his urn in the left hand. He smiled on, seeing how the people now danced rhythmically with the flames that still burned. Nothing in the haunted forest could truly could have been more frightful than the sight of the Anger of the Land amongst his servants. The laughter and the rejoicing continue, way into the hours of the morning, til the people left, long after Faze had already disappeared into the night...]



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