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Bring The Fattened Calf - Alexis Riot - 01-05-2016
"And bring the fattened calf and kill it, and let us eat and celebrate" Luke 15:23
As the quote fades from the screen, we see Alexis Riot sitting on a church pew, hood down and praying. She then looks up to the camera, that same shit eating grin appearing on her face (although it doesn't eat as much shit as
's, but this narrator digresses)."You know, I'm not much of a religious person. I mean, I don't honestly know how I could have survived for so long without some divine intervention, but I'm no Christian role model. Every once and a while, however, I come to this church to pray. Pray for what? Forgiveness"
Alexis then looks up at the camera with a chilling look in her eye, almost demonic,
"Forgiveness for when I'm going to do something really, REALLY, bad,"
Alexis then stands up, pulling a butterfly knife out of the pocket of her hoodie, and walks down the church isle, twirling her knife along the way,
"And I'm not talking about something like stealing, coveting, or even taking the Lord's name in vain, I'm talking about murder,"
"Bloody murder,"
"Now as a certain "Last Son of Eden" would tell you, murder is a terrible sin. You are basically rebelling against what the Lord has created, killing his work and sending his/hers soul back to heaven, or hell depending on how they lived their life, prematurely. Now we remember the supposed story of Cain, he only murdered one man, his brother, and was sentenced to an entirety on earth to watch his family and friends die over the long, judgment filled years, so imagine what would happen..."
Alexis then once again turns to the camera with the same chilling look in her eye,
"If one man or woman killed three people in cold blood,"
"Now God has moved on from the days of banishing people to live forever away from him, but the punishment for sin is still great, that is, if you consider hell a punishment. So I still ask for forgiveness, forgiveness for what I will do on Wednesday,"
"Forgiveness for when I tear Austin Fernando to bloody pecies,"
"Forgiveness for when I strangle Luca Arzegotti with his partner's own arm,"
"Forgiveness for what other atrocities I might do to those two jackasses,"
"Forgiveness for not giving my partner a equal amount of in ring time and forcing him to pry me off of their twisted corpses,"
"And finally, forgiveness for what I'll do to you,
,"Alexis is now standing at the pulpit. On the stage is an alter table and surrounding it are three bodybags in priestly garments hanging from the ceiling around the alter.
"You will run into the ring
, tears in your eyes, checking if your two biggest moneymakers are still marketable despite the facial reconstruction I will give them, when then I will make the signal to the tech guy, and a 50 foot, silver steel cage will surround the ring, isolating the world from you, Drake, the two dead bodies, and me. You will fall on your knees, begging for mercy, realizing these two "madmen" were actually gods, and while Jehovah himself will forgive you for all the pain, suffering, and plain annoyance you caused,"Alexis now stands behind the alter, a sick smile on her face,
"I won't,"
She then twirls around the butterfly knife once more, cutting off the rope to one of the bodybags, catching it before it falls to the floor. Alexis actually struggles to lift the bag on the alter, almost if something, or someone, is inside,
"Fernando, Arzegotti,
, you three have feed off the fat of the XWF for too long. You have lied, cheated, and even killed your way to the top. You have become fat, plump from of all the success and fame that has come with being a part of the CCWF,""You have become nothing more than a group of fattened calves,"
Alexis then stands over the bodybag and raises her knife up with both hands, Dexter style,
"And it's time for the slaughter,"
Alexis then plunges the knife into the chest of the bodybag, and the sickening sound of human flesh being punctured fills the air. A muffled scream is heard, and blood oozes from the knife wound, pouring out onto the floor and pooling around the alter. After a few minutes, the screams stop, but the blood continues to pour from the dead human's chest. Alexis then laughs manically, almost like another being has possessed her. She then takes the knife and licks the blood off it before speaking,
"Sorry God, make that FOUR murders to atone me for,"
She then laughs once more, her laugh echoing through the sanctuary. The camera then zooms back from Riot's apparent meltdown, passing the church pews and eventually reaching the church's double doors to the sanctuary. The doors then shut, Alexis's laughter being drowned out slowly by the creaking and groaning of the door. When the door finally closes, all that can be heard is muffled laughter from the sanctuary. The screen the fades to black, with these words suddenly appearing on the screen.
"Let the feast begin,"
"1/6/16"
The camera then cuts to another black screen as the evil laughter of Riot fills the background,
"PRAY,"
...
Alexis woke up, seemingly passed out in the middle of a church. She didn't remember even going to church, much less apparently getting shit faced in one!
"What kind of crazy party ends up in a church?" Alexis thought to herself, "In fact, I don't even remember going to a party! All I remember was walking in the streets to head to the gym, and..."
Alexis then stops her own thoughts, looking around the sanctuary. Pews are flipped over, banners are torn from the walls, and there is a hole in the stained glass window, almost as if someone jumped through it.
Suddenly Alexis looks at her body, all is normal except for tiny cuts around her body and rips in her shirt and pants.
"That's odd, these abrasions can only be caused by..."
Alexis then sat up and looked around her, surrounded by multicolor shards of...
"Glass," Alexis then stands up, freaked out and confused, when suddenly she tastes something weird in her mouth.
Here's some time to get all the semen and dick jokes out of the way.
In all seriousness, the taste is quite odd. It has an iron flavor and a thick texture to it. Alexis spits the substance out onto the floor, uh oh.
The substance is red, blood red,
"Wait...." Alexis says out loud, stunned. She then licked her lips, that same taste of iron filling her throat. There is blood on her lips, and quite frankly, much to her chagrin, it tasted good,
"What's wrong with me? Why am I feeling so..." Almost on instinct, she turned around to face the pulpit. The sight she sees nearly makes her vomit. In the middle of God's holy building, there is an alter surrounded by two bodybags dressed up like priests, and on the alter is another bodybag, but this bag is bleeding, a knife sticking out of its chest.
What the actual fuck was going on?
Slowly, timidly, Riot walked over to the horrendous scene. Was this just a messed up dream? Was she having a nightmare? Did someone mix some serious drugs in her drink? All these thoughts raced through her head, but an inner conviction within her sternly told her that all the bloody madness she was seeing was real. After what seemed like an eternity, she finally was standing near the horror. She stood over the bleeding bodybag, in disbelief.
"How can a bodybag bleed? Unless..." Alexis, with a horrible thought filling her mind, zips open the bodybag, revealing the decaying face and body of...
"MARCO THE PLUMBER!"
NOW Alexis wanted to vomit. She falls back, hyperventilating, trying to regain composure from the horrors she had just seen. After a few minutes of panic, she calmed down and stood back up, still with the urge to vomit. She looked around at the other two bodybags, which are hanging from the ceiling by their necks, hovering a few feet off the ground.
"Yeah screw that, I'm not even going to peek inside those things!" Alexis thought to herself. She then looked down at the body of Marco, focusing at the knife in his chest.
"Wait a minute, that can't be..." Alexis mumbled to herself. That knife looked familiar, in fact, it looked like the butterfly knife her grandfather gave her for Christmas the year before she ran away! Bending over, she pulled the life out of Marco's gut, blood spraying out of the wound as she pulled out the knife. After the blood geyser subsided, Alexis then looked at the knife. Surely it couldn't be hers! Her knife had her initials branded on the handle! This knife could easily belong to anyone else besides her!
This brief feeling of relief stopped, however, when she realized there was blood on the handle. Wiping it off, she saw two simple letters, two simple letters that broke her sprit,
"A.R"
"NO!" Alexis cried out, putting the pieces together. SHE tasted the blood of Marco. SHE had put him in a bodybag. SHE had probably killed two more innocent victims along with the Plumber. SHE caused all this.
Angered, she threw her knife across the room, the knife sticking in a wall. She now had the overwhelming desire to run. Where? Why? It didn't matter, she just had to run. She sprinted across the Church hallway, making her way to the double doors. She flung the doors open, despite to flee, only to be stopped by a short old man, the head preacher from the looks of it, carrying a wooden cross.
"From the name of Jesus Christ, son of god, I command you to leave this girl!" The old man commanded,
"Please, just get out of my way!" Alexis pleaded, but the man continued to chant,
"EVIL SPIRIT! LEAVE THIS GIRL!"
"Run! Please sir just run!"
"LEAVE HER SATAN, THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPELLS YOU!"
Suddenly, Alexis felt a wave come over her. Her vision began to fade, but she didn't feel like she was blacking out. She stumbled and vomited, but not from sickness or stress, but as though something was taking control of her body. Her outside appearance changed as well, veins begun to pop out of her skin, her skin became milky pale, and her eyes turned jet black. Alexis tried to move, but couldn't, feeling like a prisoner inside her own body. She than smiled, against her will, and said in a deep, demonic voice,
" You have no power over me, and neither does your master!"
"YOU LIE! GOD CONTROLS ALL THINGS, EVEN YOU!"
"Don't you understand, fool? He has allowed me to come and rule the earth, he has allowed me to possess this girl, and he has allowed me to prosper and reign over your pathetic race until he returns! You might call me an agent of evil, but really I'm an agent of justice, here to punish your sinful race! I'm doing the Lord's true work! You have rejected his love, his son, and I shall bring his wrath! In the place of you sinful species, I will rise up a perfect race of beings that will obey god and follow his commandments! I am the TRUE MESSIAH!"
The old man then lowered his cross, shocked at what this demon had just said. Alexis then grabbed the old man by the throat,
"Now, as the girl said, GET OUT OF MY WAY!"
Alexis then threw the old man across the room into a nearby bookshelf, causing it to tumble on top of the old man. The demon then laughed, giving Alexis control over her own body once again. Alexis looked around, shocked at what she, no, it, had done. She looked at the old man, trying to crawl out from beneath the briefcase. The composure to run came over her again, and she did, running out from the church with tears in her eyes.
To be continued...