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John Austin · (01-05-2014)

You smell that? Ahhh yes, that is the glorious smell of the woods. Nothing like the smell of pine trees and dirt after a nice fresh rainstorm. We see John Austin over in the distance, near the flowing stream of water off from the mountain side. He can be seen walking around with his golden saber that we have been accustomed to from time to time....

There comes a time in everyone's life when you have to save these magic words...."fuck it!" What I mean by that is sometimes you have to do something you may not want to do but you do it anyways. It could be a whole lot of things ranging from going to the dentist or being the wing-man for your buddy at the bar. He takes home the hot blonde while your stuck hiding the sausage with her obese friend. I have to say these magic words all the time because I am stuck shutting up that hick from down south. The man who hangs on to Eli James every word and movement like a little bitch and his name is Amos James. You see, I have fun doing what I do. I get the marching orders from the boss downstairs and I go out and fulfill his request. If he wants me to take out Joe Blow from Massapequa, I do it and bring his soul back. All was well and good at the camp-side until I was given word of you Amos. You see, it is one thing to associate yourself with that lowlife but it is another thing to actually use my name in conversation. So, I put on my boots and grabbed my saber and started my climb back to this filthy place we called earth and I began my scouting.

I sit high atop the trees at night, I look down on you and watch everything you do. You see, you speak of a so called "rot" that is suppose to be taking place but what you fail to realize is that I am there watching your every move. I don't strike though, no because I rather save your killing for national television. I want all those watching around the world to see me systematically shred you up on Monday night. I will make you realize that John Austin is not some fallacy. You can boast on how I have lost as much matches as I have won but that doesn't matter to me. If I win, great and if I loose, well that's great too because I still accomplish my goal that I set out to do. You can go back and watch footage of me in action Amos and I want you to see the eyes of my opponents as I walk to the ring. They realize that they are in for a long night and this Monday, you will be too. I don't claim to be anything that I am not and I don't need to hide behind hillbilly Jesus himself.

*John casually laughs to himself*.. I see you liked my little piece I sent in on Madness last week. You didn't think I did a good job with my impression of you? Now see I could have went further than that and called you a chicken fucker but see, I don't go that low. Besides, what you do behind closed doors is your own personal business, not mine. I may watch what you do but when it comes to the personal duties, that is all you. Now with all that said, I beg of you Amos, become your own individual. Get away from Eli and the Congregation and go on your own. Don't let him become the downfall of your career like he has done to the others that have worshiped him. He has done barked up the wrong tree now with his fight against the Black Circle and if I was you Amos, I would stay away from the whole situation.

*John closes his eyes and extends the saber high into the air like He-Man*...In the power and honor of my lord, I shall take away the soul of the man with the voodoo that surrounds his body. I shall bring it unto thee with great honor and responsibility. I will also honor your name by bringing you the head of Eli James when it is all said and done. In honor and glory, on the date of January the sixth, Amos James will be resting in all eternity within the flames of hell and with the lost souls of the damned. May you have mercy on his flesh and soul....

John slams the saber down hard into the ground, blade tip first. The sound of thunder can be heard overhead in the night sky. The camera zooms in on the golden saber that is stuck cleanly in the ground. Lightning now begins to light up the night sky as our scene ends..

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