Post by hazarrd on Apr 4, 2021 9:04:40 GMT -5
Revelation 6:12-17
12. And I beheld when he had opened the sixth seal, and, lo, there was a great earthquake; and the sun became black as sackcloth of hair, and the moon became as blood;
13. And the stars of the heavens fell unto the earth, even as a fig tree casteth her untimely figs, when she is shaken of a mighty wind.
14. And the heavens departed as a scroll when it is rolled together; and every mountain and island were moved out of their places.
15. And the kings of the earth, and the great men, and the rich men, and the chief captains, and the mighty men, and every bondman, and every free man, hid themselves in the dens and in the rocks of the mountains;
16. And said to the mountains and rocks, Fall on us, and hide us from the face of him that sitteth on the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb:
17. For the great day of his wrath is come; and who shall be able to stand?
MARSHALL COMPOUND
GREAT FALLS, MONTANA
11:43 am
"Family... it is one of god's greatest creations... as you all may be well aware by now. My family has fractured. My bro-... Brandon has decided to go against everything I have built here for you... for the family. He has decided that it is in his best interest to go elsewhere... to try and stop the word that I am spreading... try to stop me from freeing you all from the shackles that society has slapped upon your wrists! He wants me... he wants to bring harm upon me."
The murmurs of the crowd fill the church.
"But I will make sure that he will never be able to fulfil this prophecy of his. This delusion that he has brought himself to believe. I will insure that you... our family... will not be hurt... and that no bloodshed will come from this. We will ensure that he is not able to walk through the gates of our land... that he will not be able to set foot in our property. Now... the WFWF has started to promote a match between the two of us... this... this will not be happening. This simply will not occur. I will not lay my hands on my own flesh and blood. I cannot. For it would go against everything I have told you here. It would go against every fiber of my bein-"
"BROTHER!"
The sermon stops, everyone turns their head to face Abigail, The Siren.
"You need to come quickly... the first shot has been fired."
The Father hangs his head and walks out of the church, a crowd gathering behind him and follows him as he follows his younger sister. As he follows he can slowly start to see the first shot that was fired... a worker comes up to him and speaks
"Now, tell him what you told me."
"We heard the sound while we were doing a patrol of the fences, Father... I'm sorry."
The Father rounds the corner and sees what's been done to his property... a massive hole in the side of his house with the words 'This is only the beginning!' painted above the hole.
"..."
"Brother... please say something."
"What is there to say that isn't already being thought... he has fired the first shot. We must prepare for a second act."
"Father, what are we to do now?"
The Father looks back at his followers, who have now gathered and grouped before him.
"There is only one thing we can do about this... we must prepare. For we do not know if he will come back and try to ruin what I have done here. Now, everyone return to your duties… return to your families. For we must prepare for his return to our home… for I have a terrible feeling it will be his last.”
CENTRAL MOTEL
GREAT FALLS, MONTANA
12:31 PM
Brandon is seen pacing around his room
"Surely he’s found it by now. Okay… f*ck. What’s the next step.”
“...my son… the next step is simple… you must do what you set out to do all these months ago…”
“I get that Ma, don’t worry. Destroyer told me what must be done… you told me what must be done… I just wish it didn’t have to go to this…”
“...me too, my son. But it is the only way for him to see the troubles he has caused this world. The troubles he has caused this family… the troubles he has caused you…”
“I know… I know. I just feel bad for the people that are actually believed in him.”
“...you and me both, my son.”
“Ma… what if I can’t do it?”
“...do what?”
“What if I can’t end this… what if I can’t finish what I started with this...what if I can’t be the one that ends this bullsh*t cult that he started… what if I don’t walk away from this…”
“...my son. You will not walk away from this unscathed. I can tell you that with certainty.”
“Jeez, talk about making me feel better.”
“...but you will walk away, nonetheless.”
Brandon sighs and sits on the edge of his bed, placing his head in his hands.
“...I know what must be done, Ma… I know… I just… what if I can’t bring myself to do this.”
“...my son, really think about what he has put you through… what he has made you see… what he has put those poor souls through.”
Brandon really thinks about it for a second.
“Jesus F*cking Christ…”
“How… how could he do that to people that trusted him?”
“...you see why he must be stopped.”
“I do… I do… I know now that he must be stopped... no matter the cost.”
MARSHALL COMPOUND
GREAT FALLS, MONTANA
3:46 PM
“FATHER! FATHER!”
The scene kicks in and we can see The Father standing out the front of his house on the compound, his head snaps as he sees one of his followers sprinting towards him.
“What is it, my child?”
As his follower reaches him, they collapse to their knees, clearly out of breath.
“We have seen it… The Exiled One is planning his next attack on our home.”
The Father takes a deep breath in.
“Then we must prepare ourselves. Tell everyone to gather in the church. I will be there.”
As the follower goes to gather the rest of the family, Luke turns around and finds himself face to face with Abigail, who's standing on the top of the stars so she can stand face to face with him.
"What are you going to do about him, brother... we both know this isn't going to end peacefully."
The Father almost brushes that comment off.
"We musn't focus on the bad things that life is bringing to us, sister... for I have-"
"ENOUGH! I mean, it. We have a serious problem coming our way and you can't keep ducking it forever... we both know how this is going to end."
"No."
Luke goes to turn and walk away but Abigail grabs him and spins him to face her again.
"Yes! You must face this. We are at a serious risk of losing everything we have built here..."
"I know this... but I made a promise that I intend to keep."
"The promise to our mother... I know... but you do understand that he claims to have been talking to her... that she was the one that commanded that he stops you... don't you?"
Luke freezes... how does she know this? That doesn't matter.
"...Abigail you know not of what you speak."
"I know exactly what I'm saying, Luke! You also know what must be done. I'll see you at the church."
Luke looks back at his sister who pushes past him and walks towards the church, before looking up into the heavens and talking to himself.
CENTRAL MOTEL
GREAT FALLS, MONTANA
4:00PM
"I guess this is it... no turning back after tonight..."
Brandon looks back inside the room he has called home for the better part of a year. Before walking out with his duffle bag, walking towards the main area of the motel and walking up to the desk.
"Ahh, today's finally the day you get out of my hair, is it?"
The owner of the motel smiles, Brandon just chuckles to himself.
"Yeah... yeah I guess it is. Thank you for giving me a roof over my head."
"Hey pal, anytime. Say, what did you want to do with the rest of the money you gave me? You still have at least six months worth of fee's in there."
Brandon looks at the bag then back at the man.
"You know what, man... you can keep it. Consider it my parting gift to you."
The man behind the counter smiles, and extends a hand towards Brandon, who accepts, shaking his hand.
"I'll see you down the road, friend. Thank you again."
With that, Brandon walks out of the motel and continues walking towards... well... we know where.
MARSHALL COMPOUND
GREAT FALLS, MONTANA
5:30 PM
"MY FAMILY! THE DAWN OF THE SEVENTH SEAL IS UPON US!... THE DAY WE HAVE BEEN PREPARING FOR HAS ARRIVED..."
The Father looks out over his followers... some of them looked scared, others... determined.
"...and I am going to ask you the hardest thing I've ever done. I'm going to have to ask you to leave the compound... for if what he is doing is what I believe it to be... you are not safe here."
The crowd starts talking amongst themselves... before one person in the crowd calls out to him.
"But Father! What... what is going to happen to you? Do we... do we return here?"
Luke looks down and smiles.
"You shall return here after the fact. This is just a temporary measure to insure all of you are as safe as I can possibly know. Now... you must all go. Spread the message of our family to the outsiders... for you are my family. I want to give you your best lives..."
"FATHER! What if... what if you won't walk out of this."
The Judge steps into frame now, towering over the person that dare question that.
"You will know what happens... I can promise all of you that."
The group looks around and chats amongst themselves for a second until they hear a gunshot fire into the air, which sends them into a panic
"GO! NOW! DISPERSE!"
The group does as The Father asks of them, as he goes to walk towards the area that the gunshot went off, The Judge and The Siren go to walk with him. But he turns to face them and says.
"This is a battle I must fight on my own..."
"But... but-"
"No buts... Judge... take her away."
The Judge looks down at him and nods, lifting The Siren up and taking her away, all the while she keeps on kicking and screaming. Luke turns again and walks towards his house.
"YOU REALLY THINK YOU COULD RUN FROM THIS FOR SO LONG, BROTHER?! THIS WAS INEVITABLE! THIS... THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING OF YOUR F*CKING DOWNFALL!"
As he gets closer towards the house he can see Brandon who is pacing back and forth in front of the house, looking for him. As Luke gets into eye sight, the two lock eyes.
"Ahh, there you are. Was beginning to think you were going to abandon me again... like you did all those years ago but that was expected... this is a pleasant surprise."
"This doesn't have to end this way, Brandon... you can join me again... we can mend the bridge..."
Brandon just laughs at him.
"No... no we cannot. You know it. I know it. This ends here and now."
Brandon throws his duffle bag to a side, along with his gun he used to draw Luke towards him.
"You know how this has to end."
"I will not fight you, Brandon."
"Yes you will."
Brandon takes a step towards him, Luke does the same.
"No. No I will not."
Another step.
"Yes... yes you will."
Brandon takes a swing at The Father, who ducks it and nails Brandon with a forearm to the jaw, which drops the younger of the brothers.
"Brandon, last warning."
The man formerly known as The Wolf spits blood on the floor, before looking up at The Father and quickly getting to his feet, charging at him.
To Be Continued.
GREAT FALLS, MONTANA
11:43 am
"Family... it is one of god's greatest creations... as you all may be well aware by now. My family has fractured. My bro-... Brandon has decided to go against everything I have built here for you... for the family. He has decided that it is in his best interest to go elsewhere... to try and stop the word that I am spreading... try to stop me from freeing you all from the shackles that society has slapped upon your wrists! He wants me... he wants to bring harm upon me."
The murmurs of the crowd fill the church.
"But I will make sure that he will never be able to fulfil this prophecy of his. This delusion that he has brought himself to believe. I will insure that you... our family... will not be hurt... and that no bloodshed will come from this. We will ensure that he is not able to walk through the gates of our land... that he will not be able to set foot in our property. Now... the WFWF has started to promote a match between the two of us... this... this will not be happening. This simply will not occur. I will not lay my hands on my own flesh and blood. I cannot. For it would go against everything I have told you here. It would go against every fiber of my bein-"
"BROTHER!"
The sermon stops, everyone turns their head to face Abigail, The Siren.
"You need to come quickly... the first shot has been fired."
The Father hangs his head and walks out of the church, a crowd gathering behind him and follows him as he follows his younger sister. As he follows he can slowly start to see the first shot that was fired... a worker comes up to him and speaks
"Now, tell him what you told me."
"We heard the sound while we were doing a patrol of the fences, Father... I'm sorry."
The Father rounds the corner and sees what's been done to his property... a massive hole in the side of his house with the words 'This is only the beginning!' painted above the hole.
"..."
"Brother... please say something."
"What is there to say that isn't already being thought... he has fired the first shot. We must prepare for a second act."
"Father, what are we to do now?"
The Father looks back at his followers, who have now gathered and grouped before him.
"There is only one thing we can do about this... we must prepare. For we do not know if he will come back and try to ruin what I have done here. Now, everyone return to your duties… return to your families. For we must prepare for his return to our home… for I have a terrible feeling it will be his last.”
CENTRAL MOTEL
GREAT FALLS, MONTANA
12:31 PM
Brandon is seen pacing around his room
"Surely he’s found it by now. Okay… f*ck. What’s the next step.”
“...my son… the next step is simple… you must do what you set out to do all these months ago…”
“I get that Ma, don’t worry. Destroyer told me what must be done… you told me what must be done… I just wish it didn’t have to go to this…”
“...me too, my son. But it is the only way for him to see the troubles he has caused this world. The troubles he has caused this family… the troubles he has caused you…”
“I know… I know. I just feel bad for the people that are actually believed in him.”
“...you and me both, my son.”
“Ma… what if I can’t do it?”
“...do what?”
“What if I can’t end this… what if I can’t finish what I started with this...what if I can’t be the one that ends this bullsh*t cult that he started… what if I don’t walk away from this…”
“...my son. You will not walk away from this unscathed. I can tell you that with certainty.”
“Jeez, talk about making me feel better.”
“...but you will walk away, nonetheless.”
Brandon sighs and sits on the edge of his bed, placing his head in his hands.
“...I know what must be done, Ma… I know… I just… what if I can’t bring myself to do this.”
“...my son, really think about what he has put you through… what he has made you see… what he has put those poor souls through.”
Brandon really thinks about it for a second.
“Now...what is YOUR sin...my child…”
The Father thinks to himself
“...I know…”
He turns on the tattoo gun and begins writing...the man screaming in agony as he does this, this goes on for about a minute, before he finally pulls back from the man...the word ‘GREED’ tattooed across his chest...he hands the tattoo gun back to Wolf and frames his work with his hands
“...perfect…”
He smiles, before taking off his jacket and undershirt then pulling the straight razor back out from his pocket and flipping it out. He then begins carving at the mans chest, who is crying out in pain, louder than before, for obvious reasons, and after about another minute of screaming, Luke then stands back up, his chest covered in blood, holding the skin from the mans chest with the word ‘GREED’ still tattooed on it, the man cowering on the floor holding his chest, again, for obvious reasons, Luke looks out over the crowd, slowly taking off his glasses, he says
“He has been CLEANSED!”
He holds the skin over his head with both hands, the audience in the church is quiet for a second, then they start to cheer, almost like its out of fear, he turns and nails the piece of skin to the wall behind him, before walking back to the front of the church, wiping most of the blood off his torso.
The Father thinks to himself
“...I know…”
He turns on the tattoo gun and begins writing...the man screaming in agony as he does this, this goes on for about a minute, before he finally pulls back from the man...the word ‘GREED’ tattooed across his chest...he hands the tattoo gun back to Wolf and frames his work with his hands
“...perfect…”
He smiles, before taking off his jacket and undershirt then pulling the straight razor back out from his pocket and flipping it out. He then begins carving at the mans chest, who is crying out in pain, louder than before, for obvious reasons, and after about another minute of screaming, Luke then stands back up, his chest covered in blood, holding the skin from the mans chest with the word ‘GREED’ still tattooed on it, the man cowering on the floor holding his chest, again, for obvious reasons, Luke looks out over the crowd, slowly taking off his glasses, he says
“He has been CLEANSED!”
He holds the skin over his head with both hands, the audience in the church is quiet for a second, then they start to cheer, almost like its out of fear, he turns and nails the piece of skin to the wall behind him, before walking back to the front of the church, wiping most of the blood off his torso.
“Jesus F*cking Christ…”
“I have already been promised that I will be okay...he spoke his words to me and assured me that I wouldn’t get the same fate as Mesh...the man above has already promised me...given me his word...that I will come away from this match okay...you have no reason to fear...you will all see that I will be okay...and I will come away from this match unscathed...but all these people in the outside world...they are blind. They do not see. They have no faith...they do not believe...but have no fear…”
The Father places his hands on the man's cheeks
“...for I will make them see…”
The Father smirks...before out of nowhere digging his thumbs into the man's eyes...his own follower...a man that would go to hell and back for him...he is gouging that man's eyes out...the man in white screams in agony as The Father does this...but The Father is not phased by his screams of agony...neither are the people sitting down
The Father places his hands on the man's cheeks
“...for I will make them see…”
The Father smirks...before out of nowhere digging his thumbs into the man's eyes...his own follower...a man that would go to hell and back for him...he is gouging that man's eyes out...the man in white screams in agony as The Father does this...but The Father is not phased by his screams of agony...neither are the people sitting down
“How… how could he do that to people that trusted him?”
“...you see why he must be stopped.”
“I do… I do… I know now that he must be stopped... no matter the cost.”
MARSHALL COMPOUND
GREAT FALLS, MONTANA
3:46 PM
“FATHER! FATHER!”
The scene kicks in and we can see The Father standing out the front of his house on the compound, his head snaps as he sees one of his followers sprinting towards him.
“What is it, my child?”
As his follower reaches him, they collapse to their knees, clearly out of breath.
“We have seen it… The Exiled One is planning his next attack on our home.”
The Father takes a deep breath in.
“Then we must prepare ourselves. Tell everyone to gather in the church. I will be there.”
As the follower goes to gather the rest of the family, Luke turns around and finds himself face to face with Abigail, who's standing on the top of the stars so she can stand face to face with him.
"What are you going to do about him, brother... we both know this isn't going to end peacefully."
The Father almost brushes that comment off.
"We musn't focus on the bad things that life is bringing to us, sister... for I have-"
"ENOUGH! I mean, it. We have a serious problem coming our way and you can't keep ducking it forever... we both know how this is going to end."
"No."
Luke goes to turn and walk away but Abigail grabs him and spins him to face her again.
"Yes! You must face this. We are at a serious risk of losing everything we have built here..."
"I know this... but I made a promise that I intend to keep."
"The promise to our mother... I know... but you do understand that he claims to have been talking to her... that she was the one that commanded that he stops you... don't you?"
Luke freezes... how does she know this? That doesn't matter.
"...Abigail you know not of what you speak."
"I know exactly what I'm saying, Luke! You also know what must be done. I'll see you at the church."
Luke looks back at his sister who pushes past him and walks towards the church, before looking up into the heavens and talking to himself.
CENTRAL MOTEL
GREAT FALLS, MONTANA
4:00PM
"I guess this is it... no turning back after tonight..."
Brandon looks back inside the room he has called home for the better part of a year. Before walking out with his duffle bag, walking towards the main area of the motel and walking up to the desk.
"Ahh, today's finally the day you get out of my hair, is it?"
The owner of the motel smiles, Brandon just chuckles to himself.
"Yeah... yeah I guess it is. Thank you for giving me a roof over my head."
"Hey pal, anytime. Say, what did you want to do with the rest of the money you gave me? You still have at least six months worth of fee's in there."
Brandon looks at the bag then back at the man.
"You know what, man... you can keep it. Consider it my parting gift to you."
The man behind the counter smiles, and extends a hand towards Brandon, who accepts, shaking his hand.
"I'll see you down the road, friend. Thank you again."
With that, Brandon walks out of the motel and continues walking towards... well... we know where.
MARSHALL COMPOUND
GREAT FALLS, MONTANA
5:30 PM
"MY FAMILY! THE DAWN OF THE SEVENTH SEAL IS UPON US!... THE DAY WE HAVE BEEN PREPARING FOR HAS ARRIVED..."
The Father looks out over his followers... some of them looked scared, others... determined.
"...and I am going to ask you the hardest thing I've ever done. I'm going to have to ask you to leave the compound... for if what he is doing is what I believe it to be... you are not safe here."
The crowd starts talking amongst themselves... before one person in the crowd calls out to him.
"But Father! What... what is going to happen to you? Do we... do we return here?"
Luke looks down and smiles.
"You shall return here after the fact. This is just a temporary measure to insure all of you are as safe as I can possibly know. Now... you must all go. Spread the message of our family to the outsiders... for you are my family. I want to give you your best lives..."
"FATHER! What if... what if you won't walk out of this."
The Judge steps into frame now, towering over the person that dare question that.
"You will know what happens... I can promise all of you that."
The group looks around and chats amongst themselves for a second until they hear a gunshot fire into the air, which sends them into a panic
"GO! NOW! DISPERSE!"
The group does as The Father asks of them, as he goes to walk towards the area that the gunshot went off, The Judge and The Siren go to walk with him. But he turns to face them and says.
"This is a battle I must fight on my own..."
"But... but-"
"No buts... Judge... take her away."
The Judge looks down at him and nods, lifting The Siren up and taking her away, all the while she keeps on kicking and screaming. Luke turns again and walks towards his house.
"YOU REALLY THINK YOU COULD RUN FROM THIS FOR SO LONG, BROTHER?! THIS WAS INEVITABLE! THIS... THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING OF YOUR F*CKING DOWNFALL!"
As he gets closer towards the house he can see Brandon who is pacing back and forth in front of the house, looking for him. As Luke gets into eye sight, the two lock eyes.
"Ahh, there you are. Was beginning to think you were going to abandon me again... like you did all those years ago but that was expected... this is a pleasant surprise."
"This doesn't have to end this way, Brandon... you can join me again... we can mend the bridge..."
Brandon just laughs at him.
"No... no we cannot. You know it. I know it. This ends here and now."
Brandon throws his duffle bag to a side, along with his gun he used to draw Luke towards him.
"You know how this has to end."
"I will not fight you, Brandon."
"Yes you will."
Brandon takes a step towards him, Luke does the same.
"No. No I will not."
Another step.
"Yes... yes you will."
Brandon takes a swing at The Father, who ducks it and nails Brandon with a forearm to the jaw, which drops the younger of the brothers.
"Brandon, last warning."
The man formerly known as The Wolf spits blood on the floor, before looking up at The Father and quickly getting to his feet, charging at him.
To Be Continued.
