Hallowed Ground

[Rhett Holiday]

The camera opens in a dark chapple with wooden church pews lining the isle. The seats are of a plush red velvet material just like the carpet that leads own the isle to an altar. The walls are adorn with dark blue banners with gold trim hanging from the cathedral ceiling. A chandelier with a few flickering candles lights the way as the camera moves to the altar. The altar is bare with dust that seems to have not been moved in ages and has two stone angels on either side. A slight breeze then stirs the dust and the candles are blow out. The darkness and silence becomes filled with the sound of a girls voice and the eire creeking of wood.

"Both of you were warned... Both of you stole from him... Both of you chose to ignore his rightful place... Because of that we lost him..."

A boys voice blends with the girls as she finishes.

"The Pride of Fury has robbed a foreseen Proud and Just King of his crown... For this you shall Fall."

The girls voice returns

"The Fame and Fortune of a third generation has stained the foreseen Great Legacy.... For this you shall Fall."

Both children speaking in unison.

"For your crimes and atrocities towards our Fallen, you will be stripped of your Pride, your Fame, your Gold, and your Mortal Souls..."

Another breeze blows through as the candles re-ignite revealing Rhett Holiday sitting on the altar, the barbed wire covered Shinai across his blood soaked tights. Bits of skin and cloth still stuck in the barbs. As the camera pans up, it reveals the dried blood spelling out champion across his chest as well as the dried blood on his face.

"Tell the loved ones you're not coming home.."

Holiday stares into the camera with his infamous sadistic smile. His face then goes stoic and with a crash the two Stone Angels shatter and a shadow from both of them rush the camera. Screams fill the room as the camera hits the floor and then nothing but static