Post by Press1269 on Jan 31, 2016 9:32:44 GMT
The clock strikes 12:00 midnight and the bell tolls in the tower, sending a chyme throughout the small secluded New Jersey province. Most people are in the bed, and those that are not are those that creep through the night....Thieves....Vandals.....even Killers. On a hill a church somewhere in the town stands tall with stained glass windows depicting different images from the bible, there is the noise of laughter. The idea that it is haunted as of weeks past, has been now seemingly confirmed. The church is an old church, made of old wood times past, and off the sweat of Catholic Missionary's who were trying to convert the Indians to Christianity. A Catholic church in a very much Protestant town.
A priest from Rome, one of the investigators has been called to find out what these images of haunting s are, and to exorcise them from the house of God. The Priest arrived two days ago, and has not exactly entered the inner church yet. He has done several scientific tests around the church, and looked up it's history in the town for any other forms of Paranormal activity. There was none, none at all. He has felt the presence of an evil emitting from the place that was once sacred, but is now tainted.
He hears the sounds of laughter coming from inside, yet there is no one supposed to be in the church. He has seen shadows of a large looming figure in the doorway, with glowing eyes that pierce through the dark of night, but quickly disappears when the priest tries to talk with him. He see's figures dancing around, and chants of some sort of demonic language long forgotten. There are strange creatures, taking the form of women, but having rows of teeth just like a rabid animal. There are massive men, with arms that are chiseled from stone, and huge. This figure constantly watches from certain positions as if to attack if one enters the church doors.
The day is now present day. The Priest, Carlos Marlosta, has decided to enter the building, and see if he can't catch a glimpse of the evil that has chosen this church as a haven. He slips his robes on, and has the white collar cinched up to the very top of his chin, as he places the bible in a leather case, and slips a small dagger inside it as well. He places Holly Water in a vile, and says a prayer over all of these things, hoping that God will protect him. He exits his small room, where he has been put up by an active church member. He starts up the pebbled road heading towards the church. He climbs the hill, and finally reaches the front gate, which is a picket fence attached by hinges to the rest of the fence that rounds around the whole building. He walks towards the door, and feel an awful presence wash over him, as he steps upon the seal.
The door is made of an old Oak, and is heavy and cold as he touches the handle made of iron. He pulls it open, and a dark wind washes over him that almost makes him fall backwards from the powerful feeling of unnatural in it. He looks inside the greeting room, and see's the stairs that heads towards the bell tower, and then he looks over to a closet type conclave, where the congregation would hang their coats and things to come before God in their uncovered bodies, or robes. He looks out in front of him where the two double doors stand wide, closed revealing two crosses carved in the middle of the doors. The area is oddly dark, even though there are several windows allowing light in.
He cautiously enters the door, and as he breaks the seal of the door, he feels evil consume him. His mind begins to burn, and feels as if on fire. He lets out a short prayer, and the pain subsides due to an unknown force. He regains his wit's and starts towards the large double doors that lead into the worship chamber. He hears the creak of old wood in under his feet, and as he reaches the double doors, he reaches to touch the handles, and then hears a bang from his left. He whirls quickly, and see's a shadow move out of the corner of his eye. He turns quickly, and starts towards the closet conclave where the noise originated. He reaches the small door, and without hesitation and complete faith, grabs the handle, and pulls it open with a quickness.
The door opens, and there appears to be nothing in the pitch black void within. He sticks his head in closer, and as he does, something falls towards him. He jumps out of the way, as a seemingly dead body hits the ground before him. Falling face first, but bouncing and then turning to where he lay on his back. The priest leans over to examine the body that seems to be bloody and beaten. He searches him to find nothing, but as he touches the large mans chest, he feels a necklace and a charm in underneath his shirt.
He starts to reach for the charm, and as he does, he is suddenly startled as the figure reaches up with unbelievable speed and hooks him around the throat. The figure sits straight up, and gets to his feet, pulling the priest with him. He picks him up off the ground by the throat with one hand, and flings him against the far wall. The Priest slams into the wall hard, and falls to his side, holding his back in pain. The dark, large figure looks down upon the priest, who now see's glowing eyes flourishing from the darkness. The Figure grabs a hold of the priest again by the neck, and lifts him, simply choking the life out of him.
The Priest feels his air flow diminishing, and reaches into his leather satchel to do something he has to do to survive. He pulls out the small knife, and jams it into the Dark Figures Stomach. The Figure drops him, and the Priest retrieves the knife on his way to the hardwood floor. The figure holds his stomach for moments, then raises back to his full height, and his eyes glow angry now. He reaches for the priest again, who Stabs into his shoulder this time. As the man stumbles back from the pain, the priest rises, and runs towards him knocking him down. The Priest stomps him in the shoulder, causing not even a peep to come forth from the figure.
He steps back from the large man, and he rises again, coming towards the Priest. Finally the Priest does what he has to do. As the Figure lunges at him, he slides out of the way, and hooks the man from behind, and brings the knife right across his neck. Blood Pours from the wound, as the priest breathes heavily, standing away from the body. He repents, and says a prayer to god, as he walks up to the doors of the Worship chamber. He pulls them both open, and walks in strongly, looking from side to side. He sees nothing. The warm rays of light wash into the room, and he looks around the pews for hidden figures. As he gets midway down the aisle in-between the pews, the Doors slam shut.
He turns only to see a figure sitting on all fours, with glowing eyes much like the large mans. The figure stands up slightly, and the form of a female can be seen. The Priest starts stepping backwards towards the light, as the dark female starts towards him on all fours...A growl is heard from her direction, and a low rumbling noise as she starts towards him. He nervously looks for a place to duck into, as she appears to be almost ready to strike. She pounces towards him viciously showing her teeth like a rabid animal. He ducks down quickly and she crashes into a wall. Her body goes limp to the ground, and she stumbles to her feet shaking out the cob webs....and then looks up viciously and roars now, running towards him.
He readies himself, as she does a complete front flip over him, and lands behind him. He whirls as she swings her claws right for his throat. He backs away just in time, and she lunges at him several times, he just moving in and out of her way. He finally reaches the alter where there is a large candle holder on each side. She stumbles forward, and gets a running go towards him. She Lunges with a pounce and as she soars through the air, the priest grabs one of the golden candle holders and holds it out in front of him. As she comes down, he closes his eyes, and he feels a warms substance splash up on his face and robes.
He opens his eyes to see the female body go limp and take her final breath as the golden candle holder impaled her body, all the way through to the other side. He grimaces at the sight and drops the candle holder and she falls limply to the floor, the object still jammed through her. He watches down on the victim, and starts to say a prayer, but feels something dripping down on his back. He feels back there, and he see's that it is fresh blood. He looks up and see's a cross, with what appears to be a man, nailed to the large wooden structure with fresh blood dripping.
He takes a few steps back, to better see a figure, head down with his dark hair stinging down in his face. His arms are out stretched, and his body has been badly beaten, cut up, and his hands and feet are indeed nailed to the construct. As the priest feels squeamish to his stomach, he is hit from behind with something, and it allows him to fall to his knees. Standing over him is Oracle...who's dark robes are rapped all around him. He pulls the priest up to sit down in a chair before the crucified figure.
His head lifts slowly, and looks down at the priest, and a smile is seen in under the shadow of his dark stringy jet black hair. His eye's glow the brightest yellow haze, and fall on the priest who feels true evil emanate from him. He flips his hair back now to reveal the war torn face.
Redemption: You Priest are trespassing....
Priest: It is you that are trespassing demon....you are on holy ground. You are not supposed to be here. You will be destroyed by the maker...
Redemption: SILENCE! Your incompetent maker is nothing to me. I am the true maker, and I work for a higher purpose, just as you do. I am here, because the SWA has decided to take a short break in the next town over, and I will not be witnessed too by a killer.
Priest: That was self defense...not murder...
Redemption: Thou shall not kill priest....no matter what the circumstance.
Smoke surrounds the alter in the front of the church, and when the priest looks to it, Redemption is sitting there, and he quickly looks to the cross that is now barron with wide eyes. He looks back to Redemption, who opens his hand to the door to the left, and The large man from earlier comes walking into the room unscathed, and holding in his hand a chain, with the female like an animal attached to it. They stand before the amazed priest renewed with life, and he looks to Redemption puzzled..
Redemption: It will take more than you have in your arsenal to kill these creatures of the night my dear priest. The Frayed Ends of Sanity are not a group to be contended with. They are all servants of mine, and I am a servant to another. That is the way of things....there are always servants to the servants to the servants....is there a true one Master...you can decide for yourself.
Revelation enters the room carrying his camera gear, and he maneuvers around the room holding his position on Redemption.
Redemption: SWA....tonight my message is simple...Shane O'Connor has thought better of our fight, and backed out....Just as i knew he would. The simple truth, he knew better than to face Redemption, for he would be Redeemed. It matters little, his day will come, but with his passing on of the chance...the opportunity, then I move to my next victom....SHOTGUN....I choose you boy....I wish for you to step up to me, and see if you are more worthy than Shane O'Connor was. If you have what it takes, then come and face the devourer of souls, and the destroyer of worlds. Prepare to be Redeemed.
He smiles back at the priest now, as the Frayed Ends of Sanity all look upon him with hungry lips.
Redemption: And you priest....we are going to have fun with you....
Redemption stands, and Press and Salvation move forward, as Revelations catches only a bit of the movement before the figures of men and woman are turned to blackness of shadows, and the scene fades.