Oblivion is gonna kill you!!

[Oblivion]

Narrator: The process of natural existence has been altered. Some things should never be modified. An altered state of consciousness should never be disturbed. Tragedy is nothing but a fucking bitch!! The brain is nothing but molding clay. One swift screw up and you end up with scrambled eggs.

~._-*Through the blinding dark abyss, there is a mixture of a cymbal being tapped, with an occasional pound on a snare drum. A low key on a synthesizer mixed in with bass. A slow hiss of something dragging across a cymbal then....*-_.~

WHAM!!

~._-*Thunderous and violent guitar riffs roar out as they are mixed in with repetitious dubstep. There are scattered flashes of bright, but brief pulses of color. In between the pulses of color, are grotesque visuals of complete inhumanity. Unspeakable actions done by something that cannot be human. No human would be this barbaric. Flesh torn. Blood spilled. Lives lost. Humanity destroyed. A voice whispers out.*-_.~

A voice: I am clearly broken and no one knows what to do. Pieces of the puzzle don't fit.... SO I POUND THEM INTO YOU!! Itching is the pulse inside... creeping out to come alive. IT'S just doing what IT's gonna do... TIMES ARE LOOKING GRIM THESE DAYS! HOLDING ONTO EVERYTHING!! IT'S HARD TO DRAW THE LINE!!

SO-O-O... SHUT THE FUCK UP!! GET UP!!

Narrator: SOMETHING IS NOT RIGHT!! NOT RIGHT AT ALL!!

~._-*A thick layer of gloomy obscurity takes over. Oblivion sits comfortably in the dark. The dark is where The Monster feels at home. Voices are heard*-_.~

Voice #1: You know they're here for you, don't you?!

Silence...

Voice #1: DON'T YOU?!

~._-*One bright light in seen. The Monster doesn't seem one bit aggravated.*-_.~

Voice #2: YOU DON'T KNOW THAT!!

~._-*The Pet creeps in closer with the camera. The diminutive cameraman only sees ONE person, but hears two voices.*-_.~

Stephan Johnson: The knot that you're feeling in our gut... THAT'S REALITY READY TO SNATCH YOU AWAY!!

Oblivion: YOU DON'T KNOW THAT!!

Stephan Johnson: Not only do I KNOW IT.... I CAN MAKE SURE YOU SEE IT!! CLOSE OUR EYES OBLIVION. You need to see what I see. Oblivion, you no longer control me... I AM THE DARKNESS NOW!! I'M THE ONE IN CONTROL!! BUCKLE UP... IT'S GONNA BE A BUMPY RIDE!!

~._-*Oblivion grabs IT's head and roars out...*-_.~

Oblivion: UNGHH!! AHHH-H-H-H!!!

Mechanical voice: Phase One... ... ... ACTIVATED. PENETRATE SUBJECT'S SUBCONSCIOUS MIND!! TEN... NINE... EIGHT!!

Mechanical voice: Status Code 200.... REQUESTING RESPONSE!! SEVEN.... SIX!!!

Mechanical voice: Status Code 201.... REQUEST FULFILLED... CREATING INFORMATION!! FIVE... FOUR!!!

Mechanical voice: Status Code 202.... PROCESSING INFORMATION!! THREE... TWO!!!

Mechanical voice: Status Code 203.... INFORMATION INPUT!! ONE... ONE... ONE...

~._-*You are surrounded by volcanic fire. Through the blaze, is a eerie green light. The surrounding area wobbles, as a figure slowly crawls through the blaze. Once through the blaze, the figure hangs upside down. Her eyes glare forward, as she twirls her green streaked hair...*-_.~

Stephan Johnson: Lovely isn't she? That is your future! That is your next obstacle. You know what you must do. You don't have a choice. NO MERCY!! She won't give you any mercy. She must be made as an example. Destroy her. DESTRO-O-OY HER-ER-ER-R-R-R!!

~._-*Oblivion opens up IT's eyes, while shaking IT's head violently. The Monster, with eyes wide open, looks around. With water dripping, in the background, there is a very familiar stench of sulfur. The light, from the camera, pans around. Green slime of mildew is thick on the chipped, broken tiled walls. Thick, bold red smears are across the wall...*-_.~

BLOOD IS TEMPORARY... BUT PAIN LASTS FOREVER!!!

~._-*But, even The Monster ITself, didn't realize that Oblivion was holding a straight razor and slowly, gently slicing across IT's own left forearm. With the fingertips from IT's right hand, The Monster smears the words across the wall.*-_.~

Stephan Johnson: Oblivion... WOULD YOU LIKE TO PLAY A GAME? To give out pain and suffering, you must feel pain yourself....

~._-*Soft footsteps are heard, coming closer to Oblivion. The Monster turns around to look...*-_.~

Stephan Johnson: Oh boy... THIS IS GONNA BE A BLAST!!

~._-*As Oblivion turns around to see who was making those soft footsteps, The Monster drops the straight razor.*-_.~

Oblivion: No.

Stephan Johnson: Oh... yes-yes!!

~._-*A vision of absolute beauty walks up to Oblivion with open arms.*-_.~

Stephanie Johnson: Hi.... did you miss me?

Oblivion: Bastard!!

Stephan Johnson: Oh... that's not nice!! I bring Stephanie back, so I can see her and YOU call ME a bastard?!

Oblivion: She means NOTHING to Oblivion!! She means something to you.

Stephan Johnson: Then why are we experiencing pain, when we see her?!

Oblivion: I don't know.

Stephan Johnson: Take in the pain, Oblivion. Embrace it. Learn to accept it!

~._-*The image of Stephanie Johnson, without any blemishes, slowly approaches Oblivion. Once she gets close enough, the image of Stephanie changes.... Her face changes into Serbia.*-_.~

Oblivion: WHAT THE FUCK?!?

Stephan Johnson: BRILLIANT!! ISN'T IT?! Don't fight it!! Take in the pain. Look at her!! LOOK AT HER-ER-ER-R-R!! FEEL THAT PAIN OF OUR DEAD WIFE.

~._-*The image of Serbia changes to a gutted dead visual of Stephanie Johnson. The dead fetus, still attached to the umbilical cord, hangs between her legs. The dead image of Stephanie stumbles towards Oblivion, as the dead fetus bounces off her legs. Stephanie screams out...*-_.~

Stephanie Johnson: FUCK ME OBLIVION!! FUCK ME!! FUCK ME OBLIVION!! FUCK ME!!

~._-*The Monster stumbles back, as to get away from the approaching Stephanie Johnson.*-_.~

Stephan Johnson: THAT FIRE BURNS INSIDE YOU, DOESN'T IT OBLIVION?! Feel that hate!! Look at her. LOOK AT HER-ER-ER!!

~._-*The Monster looks at the gutted visual of Stephanie Johnson. But, the head changes to back to Serbia. Oblivion screams at the image...*-_.~

Oblivion: FUCK YOU SERBIA!! You ain't taking shit away from the Monster Oblivion!!

~._-*The surrounding area changes. The monster look around and all IT sees are dead trees. Sand is below IT's feet. The Monster takes a closer look and something seems to be slithering in the sand. Oblivion kneels down, to get a closer look and the slithering object leaps out and The Monster grabs it. The reptilian-like creature is squirming around, as Oblivion holds it. The Monster examines the creature and had to do a double take, when the head, of the creature shape-shifted to the head of Stephan Johnson's dead baby...*-_.~

Dead fetus: I MISS YOU DADDY!! DON'T LET MY DEATH GO IN VAIN!! AVENGE ME!! AVENGE MY DEATH DADDY!!

~._-*The Monster drops the snake as IT hears the maniacal laughter of a woman.*-_.~

Oblivion: I've had just about enough of this bullshit!! Serbia!! Enough of this crap!! No more talking!! Sunday, Slam it will be just little ol' you verses The Monster. Now, this would be a perfect opportunity to write in an upset. The underdog defeats the psychotic monster. That would be perfect, if this were a movie!! This is real life, Serbia. Let's get down to brass tacks!! Reality Serbia!! Oblivion is a foot taller than you!! The Monster is almost two hundred pounds heavier than you. Plus, you do realize Oblivion does do IT's homework. It will be difficult to do half of your maneuvers on Oblivion. But, once you realized that, the Monster would of already pounded you into the mat with a nasty suplex, of any kind. Tomorrow will be Hell for you! The Dark One is going to toss you around like a God damn rag doll!! Nothing fancy, just a little taste of what Hell is like!! you won't be able to concentrate with all of the screaming. But, you WILL not be able to relax, that is because you will realize that the screaming, that you have been hearing... Has been you the whole damn time!!

Don't feel bad, IT's sure that you will do just fine. But, it will be Oblivion that will be showcasing the true meaning of evil. Don't fuck with The Monster!! We all wear masks, Serbia. But, underneath all of you, could possibly someone else. It won't matter NONE, who you truly are... YOU'RE STILL GETTING DESTROYED!! IT has all of the tools to defeat you!! But, Oblivion doesn't want to just defeat you... IT WANTS TO HURT YOU!! No need to scream, because no one is going to save you. While you sit there to think of what you want to respond with. Be careful what you say, little girl, because what you say might end up... BITING YOU ON THE ASS!!! And with that... NO!! WAIT!! Forget all of this theatrics!! Serbia, it's real plain and simple... OBLIVION IS GOING TO KICK THE SHIT OUT OF YOU!! The crowd will shout... "OBLIVION IS GONNA KILL YOU!!" ENOUGH OF THIS!! Serbia, you bore the shit out of me!! You have the body of a goddess. Big deal!! Your good looks are not going to help you win this match!! NOTHING WILL!! And with that, Serbia all you need to do is just.... CHOKE ON THAT!! BITCH!!

~._-*The Monster just walks away. The camera is drop onto the sand.*-_.~

The Pet: HEY...OBLIVION!! Wait up!!

~._-*The camera view shows The Pet hurrying towards Oblivion, as the scene slowly fades out.*-_.~