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Blight of the Death Family


Arriving to the end of our tales we reveal the
BLIGHT OF THE DEATH FAMILY.
19 Years STILL Kicking YOUR ASS.

“They know the gates. They are the gates. They possess the keys and rule over the guardians of the gate. Wickedness, Righteousness and Balance, all are one in them. They know where the Old Ones broke through of old, and where the Old Ones shall break through again. They know where The Old Ones have trod earth's fields, and where The Old Ones still tread them, and why no one can behold The Old Ones as They tread.”


We are unsure where we are at. Though, it was as if time itself had no hold here.

The Dark Sincentius' face cuts through the pitch darkness.... a gray fog entombed him... then up high perched in a judge's seat was a figure. The Figure speaks.



???: With Eddie dead, it is required to full-fill his spot immediately before things get out of control.



::The Dark Sincentius says nothing at first and nods. Then he replies:: "... Does it really matter than much.... to fulfill the role of Guardian? To hell, literately, with the laws of the Universe I say... what the hell do I care."



???: Name your price.



Sincentius pulls out a cigarette from his inside coat pocket:: "Heh. Now you're speaking my language ::PUFF:: I want revenge of course. And you know what I mean- and to whom... umm? but who are you to grant such a thing?"









???: I am your Employer. Please. Walk forth into the gate and I shall make your desire become true....."



All fade as Sincentius walks through what appeared to be the Gate of Wickedness








Events From the Last Time We Visited the Present.....



(Revisit the Last Event)

Events changed but Lilith practically died in the same way... The young man saved Kizmat as though he knew that Kizmat would die. Brandon stood there pondering this and realized a truth.... that he was possibly insane or the ONLY one not affected by time changing.... he felt though that there had to be more changes, and so, he continued to investigate further by playing back memories stored in the machine.


The next scene occurs days later and reveals Brandon arriving by carriage to the old Death Family estate. The carriage stops in-front of the manor and Brandon steps out of it- while gripping his cane- he looks in all directions and walks up the steps where the door to the manor opens and Charon Death was stood there surprised.







Charon Death: Brandon! What brings you here and why did you come by carriage?

Brandon: Charon- we have nought any time to speak at the moment. Let us enter and I will explain.

** Once inside of the manor, Brandon and Charon are seated on a large sofa in the living room and drinking a spot of tea. Charon still has a confused look on her face- which finally prompts Brandon to speak.

Brandon: Oi I am here because events have changed, dear Charon. As in time has changed. I know it all sounds bonkers but trust me when I say that there is an entity that has been pulling the strings and we must find out who and why.

** Charon trusts Brandon enough to give him her full uninterrupted attention- she nods as a reply and sips her tea to hear him further.

Brandon: Right. My suspicions started once I left the displacement match at CreatureMania. In an effort to find out how to stop Hra'gad, I revisited the book you recovered from the Catacombs... the discrepancy in the text proved to me that time has changed. How I remembered it... in fact, as I can see by your confused look you just gave, the text did not contain the name "Hra'gad" but rather, "Hra'Spyder"... as in, Red Spyder.



** Charon lowered her tea cup Charon Death: Hmm was this the only incident that you noticed a change?

Brandon: Oi... you're bloody going to flip further- I did experience many 'changes'... for instance, Kizmat never made it out of the Final Fight with Lilith.... he was beheaded. [Charon gasps] and now, the records show that a mysterious child appeared wearing the MWE Undisputed Belt.... that child is the key to these changes I believe.



** Standing up, Charon was beside herself and then after a short while she looks at Brandon with tears in her eyes. Charon Death: Okay... if time changed as you believe it to be... I'd rather have Hra-whatever called differently if it means that Kizmat remains alive... I don't see the bloody problem with that... I don't want to even live in a world with Kizmat dead.



** Brandon stood up using his cane as leverage Brandon: Right. I understand. I am not asking for you to change the events to go back to what I remembered them- I prefer that Kizmat is alive as well mate... However, we don't know the negative effects, and if there is a being that can change time - then mate we need to know who it is and prevent time from changing again.

Charon Death: Okay. How can I help?

Brandon: First, we must understand the rippling effects caused by time changing, and identify the pros and cons to determine if there is a logical pattern. From that can we pinpoint the source. I know that it is hard for you- I know no other Creature of the Night who has my talents- but there is a way for you to see through this dense fog of change as I to help.... and for that, I have called upon an old friend.

Charon Death: What can he offer?









Brandon: He should be here by midnight, and his knowledge will be of great benefit to pinpoint the pattern we seek.....

Muse - Bliss


Sometime later, a knock sounded against the door of the Death Family Estate. While Charon covered him with her nail guns, Brandon quickly swung wide the door, revealing a man dressed like a hipster trying too hard at a Dickens' Fair: his top hat was a bit too high, his outer coat too boxy and heavy, wearing too many layers of uncomfortable coarse fabric fastened in ways impractical to remove; he'd be sweating in an air conditioned room. His skin was a sickly gray, and he seemed desperately unhealthy and unwholesome.

Charon watched as the newcomer stared at Brandon, seemingly unconcerned by her guns; then she met his gaze as he shifted his scrutiny to her. His eyes gave her the impression he was seeing into her soul, but she could not tell whether this was merely an affectation he put on to intimidate those he met, or if he gained any actual knowledge from seeing her.

“Brandon Death, you've called me here and I've come; you've been a help to me in my travels, I hope to be a help to you in yours.”

BD: “Obed Marsh. Pleasure as always! Come in, take a load off. Obed, here's the thing: some of the past has changed, and we need to know who, what, why, and how. Charon, the lady with the nail guns,”--Charon accepts Obed's slight bow with a nod--“and I could use some help seeing the pattern of what changed.”

Obed squinted his eyes at Brandon. “I can help, but you court the death of your souls, for the Great Ones have shewn already their wishes here, and it is not agreeable to them to be disturbed by others, for all that their plans may have gone astray.” Turning to Charon (and ignoring Brandon's eye roll), Obed began to speak in a near chanting cadence:

“There is knowledge outside of this world, accessible first through dreams. Almost all can live centuries before chancing upon such a dream, but I have traded much to learn a ritual that opens a dream-gate and offers some protection to the traveler. This gourd contains the fermented sap of the Ebene Tree; drink of it, and let your mind slip to the unknown sprawling chaos out of time. Travel often enough, and you will no longer need the sap to begin. But be warned, both of you: the path you walk from the gate is secured by pact with the Great Ones Hra'Gad and Lilith, with the Hordes of the Wicked, and was crafted by the Architect Aeean Hades. Observe what you can, but brazen acts might break the pact. I will not be joining you, for I will not bind my fate to your intent, but I am already unstuck from time, and perhaps you will meet me in your travels on a separate errand of my own choosing.”

And with that, Obed handed Charon a large, sloshing gourd embossed with an odd golden alloy depicting cavorting fish creatures along its outsides. Once she accepted the gourd, Obed bowed to both Brandon and Charon, closed his eyes, and fell out of the world.



Charon was perplexed by the arrival of Obed Marsh- she still held the oddly sloshing gourd with its liquid was swishing back and forth!

Charon Death: Mate. WOW.... WHO is he?! and WHAT is this thing!?



** Brandon gripped his cane and approached the window which by that time snow fell from the sky above the manor.

Brandon: Right. Obed Marsh. A human I met during my travels- it was chance that we met, perhaps. ANYWAYS matey [turns around whimsically] we have 'something'... let's see it... [grabs the odd plant looking container thing with golden dancing fish along its side]... Right.... um... So...



** Charon rolls her eyes in the back of her head....

Charon Death: Urgh. Give me that... [takes the gourd] Right. So we drink what is inside this thing and we drop off into lala land and obtain some sort of knowledge that will help piece these puzzles together, supposedly.



** Brandon retrieves the gourd from Charon by flinging the tip of his cane underneath the container and popping the gourd out from her grasp into his.





Brandon: Riggggggggghhhttttttttttt. [swish.... swish....] Shall we?




Meanwhile.... the scene dramatically changes to what is left of the elaborate CreatureWrestling Headquarters...

Ever since the disappearance of Darkspade at the last CreatureMania and the Absolute Undisputed Championship, Alexander has shocked the entire world by declaring that CreatureWrestling is dismantled- driving the stocks plummeting and effectively bankrupted the once absolute undisputed ruler of this sport. It was not clear what had happened either to the McMahon Family... they simply vanished after the CM ppv and their estate was also sold off.

But the scene cross-fades into the empty office of Alexander Arcane. The Promoter himself was standing still.... looking out of the 12 foot tall double-panned glass window to the vast dark cityscape. Alexander brought a glass of red blood wine to his lips and sipped it- staring deeply into the night.

**From the darkness emerges Richard Arcane and the two have some words.

Richard Arcane: So. This is all over with huh? Almost 20 years and you just up and give in. I don't understand it brother, you had it all. You were feared and revered. You even annihilated & humiliated all of your so-called competitors... CCW, Vince McMahon and oh I forgot the other one but it rhymed with diaper.... anyway, for fucks sake AT LEAST EXPLAIN YOURSELF!!!



** The camera shot executed an extreme closeup of the side of his right lip- it raised as he smiled. Then he said:





Alexander Arcane: We saved this world, that is all that matters.






Elsewhere....

".....when you find out who that is- I am sure you will find it fondly more interesting that if it was me."

** Red Spyder contemplated what The Dark Sincentius just revealed- that in fact Red Spyder was Eddie but who was the Employer? and why were these visions so significant?

"I AM DONE playing your games Sincentius... I DEMAND to see this Employer.... I DEMAND to be released from all of this....."

** The Dark Sincentius was enjoying himself more and more as Red Spyder's frustrations escalated over the roof- and with that, Sincentius whipped out yet another cigarette and pointed to the visions in-front of them.

Serin was hiding behind an old cauldron until a demon tossed the large cauldron to the side.... Red Spyder recalled he tried to warn Serin but it was fruitless as these were just visions of the past. Instead, Red watched as the child Spade of Death emerged to confront the demon....









**His heightened energy also changes....

LEAVE my brother alone!!!!

- yelled Spade.









The demon rose to his feet, for the moment ignoring Serin, and with ease did he swipe his large hand in the air causing just the air molecules to cut a column straight through which was sent toppling down near Spade. Luckily Spade rolled out of the way but the demon persisted to attack by sending debris in Spade's direction until finally Spade was struck in the chest by a pieces of rubble thus pinning the child to the floor unconscious.... just mere inches from his brother Serin.





"MWWHAAAAAAAAAAAA. This is sooooooo much fun, now is it? Now.... now.... back to YOU! [points to Serin]"







????: "NO. You're messing this all up.... Lord Mortismere!"

**The demon, now revealed to us as Lord Mortismere, turns around to be within the presence of.........Obed Marsh..... however, to Red Spyder watching he has no idea who this man is.