Fallen-NO!! NO!! NO!! I have come too F*CKIN far to be turned back by some old rusted gate! I will have my awnsers and I will have them NOW!!
He walks back to the jeep and reaches in the back he opens the gate door and pulls out some bolt cutters. He then walks back over to the gate and as he gets ready to cut the bars the gates slowly creek open. Fallen shakes his head and jumps back into the Jeep. He drives up the fairway through the deserted and empty mid way. Fallen looks around and sees the only building with lights on he heads towards it. His gps tells him the location is a few feet ahead of him in the FunHouse. Getting out he grabs the box and walks towards the door.
Fallen-Well this is getting too much like a bad scooby doo movie!! *He does a scooby doo voice* Rut Row Raggy!! ere we go again!!
Fallen walks up the stairs and the front doors open of thier own accord. Fallen cautiously steps inside as the doors slam shut behind him....
The lights flicker and then darkness falls upon the entire Manor, over the Manor's sound system begins to play Marilyn Manson "Man that you Fear" The dark robed figure chuckles as he runs down the stairs heading directly for the main entrance where he knows a poor soul has happened to wonder into their death. The Dark robed figure uses the loud music to help mask the sound of his rapid movement towards the person and right when the ro bed figure gets within striking distance instead of lashing out at the person he bolts over to the right side his hands resting on the hilts of his blades tucked inside his robe.
Raspy Voice: Welcome to his dwelling.
Fallen swings towards the last place he heard the raspy voice. Slowly he kneels down and places the box on the ground. At the same time he draws the knives from his boots as he lays them against his inner arms he rolls left, and quickly does a leg sweep
Fallen: growls in a low voice...Who the H*LL are you?!? Why have you been calling me? What do you want with me? Fallen quickly slowly slides left as he turns one of the dark blades in front of him. Fallen: AWNSER ME!! Or get ready to meet your immortal maker! Fallen quickly moves left again trying to pin point the figure in the blackness. He fients right and swings left again to where he is standing over the box again. Fallen-Well are you gonna give me the answers I seek or take me to the man who will? The message told me he was here!! The sound system through out the house pauses for a moment as The Man that You Fear comes to an end then Hell Yeah " You Wouldn't Know" begins to play The Dark robed man laughs maniacal as he hits a button on his remote lighting up the main area where the front door is revealing his location standing on top of a bar the dark robed figure pulls back his hood revealing himself to be Shakir.
Shakir: Remember this theme? Who did it belong to hmmm? Shakir takes a step backwards landing softly to his feet behind the bar he pulls out a shot glass and a bottle of Jack Daniels and pours the shot glass to the brim with the whiskey before sitting it gently on the bar Shakir: Can you still smell the whiskey from him Fallen? I can.... He used to drink heavily on Jack to drown all his sarrows out or to fuel his rage.... Shakir reaches into his robe producing a black leather cowboy hat that has Cowboys from Hell written across it in gold lettering he tosses the cowboy hat at Fallen as the hat glides to a stop right in front of Fallen's feet the scent of an old friend lingers strong on the hat. Shakir: Only one of us can be the warrior from hell that he once was! I challenge you for the mantle of the Dark Messenger! You were always the true test! Not some damned book! You are the test Allah wishes me to overcome because you and I both share different traits that he did when he followed Senester as the Dark Messenger.... Shakir laughs wildly as he has a crazed feral look come over his face Shakir: To bad the circle isn't complete! A shame its not a full fledged family reunion! We are missing someone do you know who that someone is? Oh yes.... Yes! I do Talon Wilkinson! What a battle it would be with the three of us fighting for our lives against one another in Dredge's very dwelling! Shakir pulls the hood back over his head and in a flash has his two scimitars drawn he gets into a low crouching stance that looks like he intends to make a full fledged assault on Fallen.
Fallen smiles evilly and a wicked gleam appears in his eyes as he leans down and slowly puts one of his knives on the ground. His hand slips over without his eyes ever leaving Shakir.
Fallen- Now, now, now Shakir before we do this lets make this a even fight.
His hand flips open the box at his feet and he tears off the phantom mask and sets it on his knee. He pulls out a black half mask (half mask mixed with mankinds) and puts it on.
Fallen- Lets get ONE thing clear!! I aint LIKE him! I AM WORSE!!
Fallen quickly throws his old mask at Shakir and scoops up his second blade as he charges the bar. He slides to a stop putting his foot on the stool as he steps up onto the bar. Shakir flips over Fallen landing on the floor facing and ready to swing. Fallen walks the bar and kneels down he grabs the shot glass and gulps it.
Fallen-Now Let get this started!!
He quickly runs the other way and jumps off the bar. As his feet hit the ground running he slides to his knees across the floor swinging with both blades. Shakir jumps up and flips in the air his scimitars blocking Fallens bowies blade for blade. As the sound of metal on metal rings out in he air, and metal can be seen flashing in the light slash gets sidestepped, thrusts get parried, like two professional dancers the two mens blade begin a deadly dance. The only sounds is the swish of cloth the kssssshhhh of blade on blade, the sound of metal cutting the air with neither man getting the advantage over the other.
Fallen-Shakir..You, Eddie, Curt and all he others on the roster dont have a clue about the evil you all unleashed. I aint like him I will be better...Better at being bad, More evil, More Mean, Shakir if all YOU want is to be a shadow of HIM then so be it but I WIL BE WORSE!!!! hahahahaha....
Shakir breaks from the engagement he retreats to the stairs, stopping halfway up them before speaking in the raspy tone.
Raspy Voice: You say you are going to be worse? Ha! No one can be worse then the Dark Messenger it is the champion of evil! If by being nothing more then his shadow was meant to be an insult then I gladly take it because being his shadow will mean I will have far greater success then you! Come meet your death blind one! EMBRACE IT!
Shakir runs up the steps to the second level hitting the remote cutting off all the lights at the main entrance. Fallen starts to follow then stops at the bottom of the stairs, stepping on his old mask.
Fallen-Wait..can he be right? NO! He is gonna pay for all these games and HE WILL tell me bout Basher!!
Fallen charges up the stairs two at a time. He slows at the top of the stairs and looks down the dusty empty hall both ways
Fallen-Shakir, I have a message fer you buddy come on out and lets talk some more my friend I think is time we discuss Faith. I have faith..Faith that all of you will see a whole new Fallen before we are done my friend. He waves the blade of his knife in his right hand. Come on out an talk to me.. Tell me bout Basher Shakir. Tell me where is your precious Senester? Hey Shakir yer right it is fiting we are ending this game here and now...Cause like him no one will here you scream but HIM and I!! Come on out Shakir its time for that conversation.
Shakir watches as Fallen walks right passed him the shadows keeping him well hidden as Fallen takes a few more steps onward Shakir steps out from the shadows creeping up on Fallen then slices him across the back with one of the scimitars before he vanishes in the shadows again Fallen swings around just a second to late as Shakir begins to set up his next hit and run.
Shakir: Your to slow Fallen.... You will never be superior then what he was at this rate.... Can you hear his voice echo through the halls? His memory still remains of him but nothing more!
Fallen- Come on out Shakir, at least he woulda face me mask to mask so to speak...
Shakir weaves through the shadows once more popping out right in front of Fallen the two lock blades and begin their deadly dance in the darkness of the second floor's halls. Shakir swings relentlessly trying to kill Fallen with any of his multiple series of life threatening strikes forcing Fallen to fall into a pure defensive rhythm, Shakir vanishes back into the shadows knowing well enough a frontal attack will not work against Fallen.
Shakir: If your going to be so much worse then he then why havent you killed me by now weak one!? Had breath still been in his body and he been you this very moment he would of already struck me down!
Fallen- Trust me Shakir I am just lulling you into a false sense of security! hahaha! Shakir strikes out slashing Fallens ribs as Fallen spins he slashes down on Shakir's arm.
Shakir quickly slip back into the darkness as Fallen rolls against the opposite wall.
Fallen-Hey Shakir yer right I am starting to feel him in this place. He was the one who turned my blade at the last moment. He wants me to test you. Remember I AM YOUR TEST!!
Fallen quietly slides against the wall keeping to the shadows at every door he feels against his back he trys the knobs but none open.
Shakir- Fallen if you truly felt him why are you looking for an escape? Fallen chuckles as the two dart out of the shadows and thier blades crash and slash against each other.
Fallen- Shakir yer right I can feel HIM and he says the funs just beginning my friend. Fallen quickly steps in and spins into a crouch stabbing a blade into Shakirs leg as his scimitars fly over Fallens head. Fallen rolls forwards as Shakir steps back both men melding into the shadows. Both mens blades flash out of the shadows moving up and down the hallway. Shakir flips across the hall through the air as Fallen rolls across the ground. Shakirs blade cuts a slash across Fallens back from hip to opposite shoulder.
Shakir-What is the matter my friend? You seem to be slowing Fallen. How do you expect to be better if you couldnt even beat a "shadow" of him? Come Fallen embrace your death and unlock the doors, See the signs and hear the message Allah is trying to tell you...
Fallen feels the blood running down his back and side. He grits his teeth as sweat stings the wounds, he smiles as he slows his breathing. Faintly he hears the sound of an old familiar voice....
Basher- you got to let it go. Give in to the inner passion, the rage, the anger..There are gonna be times Steven when you got to feel the opponents. Sometimes you have to have Faith and just be. Remember for every action there is a reactions but true EVIL wont care! TRUE EVIL will just be its always there. But if you let it in, use it, control it thats your true face. Everything else is just a mask to hide THAT an old friend taught me that....
Fallen- Shakir... Your right.. If Talon was here... it would be truly fitting... I can SEE now... Talon was HIS goodness... You are HIS EVIL... And I am his DARKNESS!!! Suddenly both mens blades flash into life sending showers of sparks as the meet repeatedly strike after strike. After what seems like hours, but it only minutes, both men are panting...Fallen backs against a door in the middle of the hallway. Suddenly Shakir spears him from the shadow across the hallway sending both men backwards into the room behind him. As Fallen quickly scrambles to his feet in a crouch he looks around seeing his reflection in every way distorted...
Shakir: Welcome to the room of mirrors infidel, your a man of mask but your true mask is revealed here. He is dead and no longer matters, his legacy will become my legacy and I will do what you cannot by taking the mantle of the Dark Messenger for myself! The Dark Messenger can only be harnessed by one who completely embraces the shroud! One who is not afraid of crossing to the other side when it is required!
Shakir hits a button on the remote making purple lights cut on through out the room putting the entire room in a bright purple light Shakir darts in and out of the many mirrors using the mirror's illusion to his advantage he comes flying passed Fallen nailing him with another deadly slice from one of the scimitars. Fallen being completly disoriented swings wildly giving Shakir another oppurtune moment to come in once more in a blinding flash his scimitar bites deep into Fallen's right shin before he vanishes once more.
Shakir: It is said in the book of the Dark Messenger's bible to Senester in the chapter of The Exodus of men that you and I were cast in the mold of a dead man, I am willing to break free from the mold that I was cast tonight!
Shakir throws his scimitars at Fallen who just narrowly evades them as they come twirling at him in blinding speed, Shakir produces two more scimitars though from his robe as he comes stepping out from the row of mirrors.
Shakir: Precious blood runs from our wounds but it does not end with that.... It ends with me completing my task and moving on to take on a greater challenge on behalf of Allah!
Shakir comes running in swinging like a buzz saw twirling and spinning putting on a majestic display of his mastery of scimitars, Fallen is forced to dodge, flip, roll and leap over every attack Fallen knows he cannot keep up this evasive maneuvering for long.
Fallen- And there in lies your biggest flaw Shakir. He “your” Allah gave us the answers and let me clue you in on one now...Fallen tucks and rolls in close driving his bowies into Shakir's shoes pinning Shakir's feet to the floor. He slips up behind Shakir, and ends up standing behind him staring into the mirrors as his new blade slips to Shakirs throat. He whispers in Shakirs ear.. Are you ready to face the Ultimate challenge Shakir my friend? Are you truly ready to give everything for HIM? Are WE really gonna break the mold we were created in? He gets a wild, crazy gleam in his eyes... Come Shakir lets hear the TRUE Message TOGETHER my BROTHER!!! Shakir drops one of his blades and grabs Fallens hand as he smiles wickedly...Fallen drops the blade as Shakir laughs. The two begin searching the house for a clue left behind and it is only until they reach the master bed room that they find a cassette player Shakir hits play as a distorted voice crackles to life with the light sound of static behind it.
Voice: Shakir and Fallen each of you have found a missing piece within you… Shakir you discovered that the Dark Messenger version of Senester’s bible was always inside you. You needed to be enlightened that it is not the material item that holds the knowledge of God but the heart beating within you that is the true guardian of his knowledge. Fallen you discovered that with secrecy there is hope, you have finally learned how to fully embrace the shroud of darkness making it your greatest of allies. You two both discovered what it truly is to fight for your beliefs I am glad and hopeful that your test you underwent tonight will stay with you for the rest of your lives. Now to make certain you understand who and what you really fighting for….
The voice goes silent as Senester’s voice can be heard starting out in a faint whisper saying...
I am the Alpha and the Omega…..
It suddenly grows into a loud roar like that of a lion shouting....
I AM GOD!!!
As the screen fills with static.[/i}
Message Thread
« Back to index