Post by jasonandrews on Jul 2, 2012 16:41:14 GMT -4
*The scene opens to the sound of a man crying out in pain. The picture fades in and we can see a bright trail of crimson flowing like a small stream across a white tile floor. The camera pans along the trail and we can see Jason kneeling, a razor blade in his right hand and several cuts and slices in his left arm and wrist. He smiles and calmly laughs to him self as he drops off of his knees and on to his butt. He looks at his arm with a psychotic grin and cuts into his flesh once more. Jason falls backwards and stares blankly at the ceiling as the sound of a door brings the camera out of a kitchen and into a foyer where we can see Jason’s sister entering the house, tears in her eyes as if she had been crying recently. She walks into the kitchen and screams as she sees Angel bleeding from his self inflicted wounds. She quickly rushes to a phone as the scene fades to black. The blackness continues for a minute or so before the words, Several Hours Later, appear at the bottom of the screen. The blackness fades and we can see Angel sitting silently next to a dumpster behind a small building. At his feet rests a ball peen hammer that looks recently purchased due to the shine still on it. His eyes are red, puffy, and bloodshot, his nose is clogged with snot and his hands look slightly crusty with it as well. He leans his head back onto the side of the dumpster and looks at the sky.*
Damien: Get over it Jason, it must be done. We must take care of your sister, she is the last distraction left in your life; she must be eliminated. Then we will help you to eliminate that annoyance TJ Soul. We will extremely enjoy destroying him because he has committed a cardinal sin; he has not been paying attention to us. He does not realize that he isn’t just messing with two of us, but dozens upon dozens of us. Just because we all have a common goal does not mean that we are all the same personality. You see Jason is more relaxed and has a calm nature but where has that gotten him? You think that it was him that hit you with a steel chair last week? No that was me I am slowly starting to take control of his body again TJ. Quite frankly you really don’t want that to happen, not unless you love your career. If you truly love doing what you love to do I suggest you don’t step in the ring with me. Steel chairs are aloud in our match. If anyone knows how to sue a steel chair that is me and you have experienced my wrath first hand. Jason isn’t ready to have full control of his body yet. Through the years I had to have him “eliminate” other distractions. Why do you think his sister is always around? She is the last one alive in their family. She is like a poision to him she doesn’t need to be in his life she needs to move on kind of like how you need to move on TJ. I can do things with a steel chair that would make the hair on your neck stand. I am a demon and demons don’t play nice.
Damien: You are not ready for this thrashing you are about to receive. Your blood will be on my hands. You will bleed TJ you will not walk out of that ring the same as you entered it . You respect me and you will fear me. You think this thing is a personality disorder? No it is much more dangerous than that I have hurt people I have killed people I have made people wish that they never met me and on Meltdown you will in fact see why I am feared all over the world. You will feel there pain boy and you will know what it’s like to be humbled. You are going to be looking at me from the floor me staring down at you with my hand raised in the air. How will your sweet Elizabeth feel after I destroy you? Will she still respect you? Will she still be there for you? Will she be ashamed of you? Probably because there will be no more excuses of who the better wrestler is on Monday. Everyone around the worlds knows what I am capable of and what I can do. Last week you got lucky a cheap win but this week your facing a much much more vicious Damien. So I want you to pray to whatever god you pray to and hope I don’t end your fucking life on Monday.
*Jason sucks some of the snot out of his nose and down his throat.*
Jason: I won’t do it. I will not kill Rebecca.
*Jason grasps his head in pain.*
Damien: You don’t have a say in the matter. You will do as we tell you and you will not complain. Now pick up the hammer and get into your car.
*Jason begins to pick up the hammer but stops halfway.*
Damien: Do as we tell you Jason, pick up the hammer.
Jason: Wait, if I have to do this, wouldn’t razor blades be more painful than a single shot to the skull? I mean that is what you are after right, lots of pain.
*Damien strokes his chin as if thinking over the proposal.*
Damien: You have a point there Jason, toss the hammer and go buy some razor blades instead.
*Jason does as he is instructed and tosses the hammer into the dumpster before heading back into the store he was hiding behind to buy razor blade. He returns home and he sees Rebecca in the kitchen cutting carrots. Jason looks through the window trying to pick a right moment he enters the house and sits at the kitchen table. He has the blade at hand he tries to control himself. Jason gets up and stands behind his sister with the blade. He raises it up and throws it away and falls to the floor*
Rebecca: What the hell are you doing Jason!?
Jason: I fought him and I won. I fought him and I won.
*Rebecca walks over to him and kneels on the floor and hugs
Jason and the screen turns to black*
