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JACK · **10-25-2014, 04:45 PM**

It's strange what people devote their lives to.

Most people like to look up to a higher power in order to justify their actions, whether they are right or wrong.

Some people tend to turn to a heavenly deity, others turn to multiple deities who all have different powers.

Christianity, Judaism, Buddhism, Mormon, etcetera.

But what about Satanism?

What about the poor, misguided souls that believe a horned beast could ever lead them on the right path?

It's much too late to convince them that no God, nor any sort of Devil in this world would ever lead people on the right path.

We, as the human race, are left to choose our own path.

If there is such a thing as a true God or Devil, they are too busy with each other to give a shit about us.

You've seen the results of our beliefs in religion, correct?

We have killed each other simply because we believed in different faiths.

Genocide on one religion, homicide by the millions against the nonbelievers, violent behavior for seemingly no reason.

You may believe that the devil truly exists.

You may believe that he has given you these unbelievable powers from hell because you were his favorite worshiper or some bullshit like that.

You may believe that you were wronged in your match against Razor Ramon.

But do you want to know what I believe you are?

I believe that you are just another human, trying to justify your actions through religion.

Come Warfare, you'll feel what it's like to be put through true hell.

That is, if hell hasn't reached out for you first.

A camcorder is recording in someone's basement, where people have their hands tied to meat hooks by polypropylene rope. The room is barely illuminated by unseen candles in the room. On the hooks, two women and a man are trying to free themselves from the hooks while trying to scream for help. However, they all have cloth tied around their mouths, preventing them from even uttering a word. As they try to shake themselves off of the hooks, men and women in black robes and St. Peter's cross necklaces walk into the room, chanting Latin words that they probably looked up on Google translate without looking up what the words actually mean. The circle around the bounded trio and pull out switchblades and begin to draw pentagrams on their abdomen. They scream under their cloth coverings as they slowly, painstakingly cut the shapes onto their stomachs. They move aside and show their camera their awful pentagram markings.The group laughs at the screaming college kids as they remove their hoods, revealing metal heads with outrageously large mohawks.

Metal Head: Excellent! Let your cries pierce the heavens! Let God know that you no longer belong to him! Let Satan's power course through your veins!

The trapped trio of young adults continue to scream through their cloths, making the metal heads laugh aloud.

Metal Head: Cry all you want, but your God won't come and save you now!

Two male members of the cult walk up to the bounded females and remove them from the hooks. The strange cultists remove the cloth gags from the two women, allowing them to speak and be heard. The leader has a blonde mohawk and a lip piercing, who shows off a perverted smile at the two rather disgusted women.

Metal Head: Ah, the first two women to join my harem. Set them down on my bed; I promise to give them the time of their lives.

One of the women spit in the leader's face.

Woman 2: You won't get away with this, you sicko! My dad is a cop! When he knows that I'm gone, he'll look all over town for me until I'm found!

The pervert laughs and wipes the saliva off of his face.

Metal Head: Oh? Well in that case, I'll make sure that he'll never find you.

The women begin the kick out at the leader while yelling curses at him. They are dragged off to the bedroom by the much larger men, who manage to avoid any and all attacks to their scrotum. Once they leave the room, the leader turns his attention towards the male on the meat hook, who keeps screaming into the gag. The leader walks up to the man and slaps him upside the head, trying to get him to shut up. It doesn't work. Instead, the young male kicks the leader, sending him to the floor ass first. The other members of the cult pull out their blades again and point them at different points of the man's body. The leader gets up in no time and dusts himself off. He walks towards the young man who just kicked him down to the ground with a smile on his face.

Metal Head: You think that would stop me? With my relationship with Satan himself? Get real! No one and no thing can save you now! Absolutely no one!

Almost immediately, bandaged hands slice the other member's throats, leaving the leader shocked and confused in the bloody basement. The mummies step out of the shadows with bloody knives in hand. They untie the man from the meat hook and surround the satanic leader with their knives in hand.

Jack: Don't cry out for help, now. You can't do a damn thing about it.

With that, the leader's throat is slit, and the blonde haired satanist slumps down to the floor as dead as a door nail. One of the Jacks picks up the camcorder that was recording the possibly horrible scene that was taking place. They were making a snuff film. Satisfied that he stopped a murder on film, he drops the camera from the table it was resting on and crushed it with his shoe. The scene immediately cuts to black.

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