Seems to be....story time.

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Advisery: Includes mention of explicit and objective material from the past.
You've been warned.

::The camera opened to a scene of total darkness. Not the nighttime kind of darkness where you can see the silhouettes of trees and bushes and the few houses in the distance, but true darkness. The kind of darkness that comes from a room with no windows and the light was just shut off.

From that darkness seemed to come a steady breathing. Was it some kind of animal? Some nightmarish beast that is lurking in the dark and awaiting it's chance to strike? Was it simply the whisper of a cold and lonely wind through the other rooms in the house?

It was none, and yet all of these things at once. The sudden spark of a match lit up the entire dark room. We see Joshua McBride dressed in a fine black silk shirt over a black muscle tank top and a pair of black loose fitting jeans. His hair, as always was down over his face and the match gave him....an almost nightmarish red aura about him. As if he had crawled out of the bowels of hell.

Behind him sitting in a chair with her head down and resting on her chest was the still form of Jeszika's other love, Melissa. Her own hair was hanging down over her face but it was to dark to see the condition she was in. Simply....that she wasn't in the warehouse anymore.

Joshua said nothing for a time as the match burned, breathed in a deep rasping breaths and then simply whispered.::

Joshua: “You want to tell stories Freeman? Goody....let us tell stories!”

::Joshua spoke these words as the gentlest little whisper and then brought his hand up and shook the match quickly blanketing the room in darkness once again. For almost a full minute the feed stayed in the dark room until people may have thought he had forgotten about it and then of course he showed them he hadn't by laughing, that cold and cruel laugh they had heard so much a few days ago as he watched Broderick Montgomery's torment.::

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::When the camera shifted from that strange dark room it was to the inside of a rickety old house. The kind of house one would expect to see in a horror movie. The house's paint was all faded and the walls showed holes in the walls that exposed the studs and plaster.

All around the strange house papers seemed to be stapled, glued, tacked and taped to the walls. They looked like case files. The camera moved around and noticed some of them had the pictures of children on them and others seemed to be scribbled hand written notes.

It was about the time the camera came in closer to look at one of these handwritten notes and only caught the words “Was bloody and broken when I found her in that warehouse” before the sound of a door slamming shut brought the camera around and found Joshua standing off to the left flanked by his Children.

Dozens of them. The entire side of the house seemed to be filled with people in black sleeveless prison style uniforms and others in full robes with hoods up. Joshua came forward and lifted his arms to the house around him.::

Joshua: “Welcome Fraser Freeman...to the house that made a Monster.”

::Joshua came forward a few steps and looked down at the floor as if he was remembering and said in a whisper.::

Joshua: “This is where my journey began. In this very spot. This is where the child was found dead. See...”

::Joshua looked back up through the mess and tangle of black hair and his voice was a rough little hiss. As if he was angry at the man's audacity. As if the mere fact that he wanted to share stories offended the Dark Messiah.::

Joshua: “....he was sold by his druggie mother for a forty dollar rush. I was working for the Shreveport PD at the time.....”

::And then that twisted smile spread across his face and he asked softly.::

Joshua: “Does it surprise you that I was a cop Freeman? That I protected the pathetic remnants of this world from themselves. At least you knew who the bad guys were. See the dudes who are wearing this uniform....kill them, not us. No, we could take a bullet helping a battered wife who didn’t want her husband arrested....but I digress....”

::Joshua once again pointed to the ground, a little spot of white on the wooden floor, as if the baseboards themselves had been stained and a attempt to clean it had failed.::

Joshua: “We found him here. He was three. We arrested the bastards who sold the dope, and his mother....but they got off on some bullshit technicality. It was then and there that my partner and I turned in our badges. We didn't want to serve a system that allowed a child murderer to get away with it....because of some technicality.

It was then we took to the streets. We used our connections in law enforcement and snitches and began to hunt down children who are missing. Children who are exploited.....Children who the world seemed to have forgotten about....”

::Joshua then came forward and looked into the camera again and whispered.::

Joshua: “Who do you think MY Children ARE Fraser Freeman? We are all. We are ever reaching and eternal. We are the forgotten and misguided. We are the forsaken and discarded. WE ARE EVERYWHERE!”

::He roared into the camera and then spun around on the spot walking back to where he stood before but continued on, slamming his palm on the case file pictures. He walked around the room slamming his hand off the pictures one after another after another speaking in a roar as he walked.::

Joshua: “SAMANTHA HEART, SOLD INTO SLAVERY. CHELSEA SMITH, VICIOUSLY ASSAULTED BY A GANG. CARRIE JOHSON, FORCED ADDICTION TO DRUGS AND SODOMIZED.”

::He turned around and snatched a stack of files and began to roar their names and toss the files to the floor one by one by one as he did.::

Joshua: “TIMOTHY HANSEN! JESSICA JENNINGS! LINDSEY HAVEM! JOHATHAN HALVAR! JAIMIE ADO! LANCE ADO!”

::Joshua stopped yelling them and stared down at the final file in his hands with narrowed eyes. It was Miako coming from behind the camera who said firmly.::

Miako: “Joanna Campbell.”

Joshua: “....Joanna Campbell.”

::Something seemed to pass between the Dark Messiah and his priestess and then he looked back at the camera.::

Joshua: “You killed some soldiers and you think that is supposed to impress me Freeman. Do you understand now foolish, ignorant little cretin? Were you not watching the videos that my Children surprised me with? You claim that I need an army behind me because I am to weak to take anyone one on one....”

::Joshua leaned in close to the camera and whispers in that eerie calm of his.::

Joshua: “....you see what I did to Broderick?”

::Joshua seemed to drop down to his knees and threw his head back, arms spread and proclaimed to the heavens.::

Joshua: “I took the budding white knight and I tarnished him! I took the shining light in Jeszika Gautier's life....and I put it out. I took a man who had everything to lose....and brought him down to our level. I took him and broke him utterly. He cares for no one and nothing now....”

::Joshua stays down on his knees but his head comes down and his arms lower slowly until they hang down by his side. When he speaks again it was in his normal tone, not the exalted one he had just used.::

Joshua: “I did all of this Freeman ME and you expect anyone to believe I need help? You call me a coward? No, I am sadistic, vicious, intelligent monster....anything but a coward and somewhere inside your little delusional mind you have to know that. Somewhere inside your head.....you must understand that...unless of course which hole your.....ex....is being pumped in today consumes your thinking.

You expect us to believe this....why? Because we do not follow the same code of conduct you do? Because you smile because your teeth at a corrupt worlds meaningless laws and call yourself noble while my Children and I follow the laws of nature.

That is what it boils down to Freeman. Survival of the fittest verse a enlightened societies laws. Which is most important I wonder? Which is more powerful? Do you even know?.....can.....you even know Freeman?

Can someone who claims as you do even begin to understand the motivations of someone like me? Why I do what I do? Allow me to enlighten you Freeman. Do you know why I do what I do? Everywhere around this world there are descent....hard working men and women they all go home after working a hard days labor and they turn on their televisions to enjoy a bit of the news and do you know what they see? They see murderers, thieves and child molesters....all getting out of prison.

They see rapists, getting caught with their victims torn underwear.....and getting out on bail, the same fucking day! And everywhere....everyone thinks the same thing. Someone....should just kill those mother fuckers. Kill 'em all. Admit it Freeman....even you have thought about it.”

::Joshua placed his hand to the ground only to stop in mid stance and laugh gently and shake his head, the long wealth of black hair dragging back and forth across the dirty ground.::

Joshua: “....I am afraid of you...”

::He couldn't even justify that with a true response, he found it that utterly amusing. However he stood the rest of the way and for the first time in any of his video appearances he pulled the hair from his face and you see the face of Joshua McBride, the gold amber colored eyes and when he spoke his voice was gentle.::

Joshua: “You amuse me Freeman. You claim to have a cause. To have some kind of grand campaign like some knight of old....and you think you will ride over the hill waving your banner and the masses of rabble will bow down to your coming and honor you as their savior and protector....but there is a problem with that Freeman. You do realize what happens to the Knight when he faces the Beast don't you Freeman?

Even the mighty Beowulf couldn't overcome the true monster. He died in the attempt. The great Dragons, Krakkons and other Monsters that used to scare children into clinging to their parents in the dark....all of these stories end with the Monsters winning....”

::And then once again his voice dropped down into a whisper and he grinned.::

Joshua: “....And this one isn't any different.”

::Joshua's grin stayed on his face as he continued, but in his normal tone.::

Joshua: “It's truly funny how someone who knows so little....can have so many opinions. Stockholm Syndrome....”

::Joshua suddenly lifted a brow and pursed his lips and lifted his hands to weight the options and then chuckled and shrugged.::

Joshua: “Ok, so I have to admit that was good. It wasn't even remotely accurate and even made you sound a bit like a delusional self righteous twit....but it was good. I am not much for blaspheming....but that made me laugh.

My Children worship me because they understand that I am the only real choice in this world. The only one that doesn't bow down to these idiotic preconceived notions of what a real good man is. Of what peace is. Of what love is. The only person in their lives who sees the LIES of all those around me.

Who see's the sins Fraser Freeman.....”

::Joshua walked forward slowly and grabbed the sides of the camera and lifted until it was pointed down and all you could see was Joshua’s face as it was tilted back and this time when he spoke he spoke in the faintest little whisper. Eerily soft. ::

Joshua: “....I see your sins Fraser.”

::Joshua grinned into the camera and began to spin around in circles, but kept the camera above his head and tilted down on his upturned face.::

Joshua: “I see your rage. I see your envy. I see your LUST. I see your WRATH. I see a wide range of sins Fraser....and I LOVE THEM! I can taste them like caviar on the crackers of my life.

I can actually feel the rage running down my spine like a thousand little tiny footprints. Like the very rage had created little nymphs that run up and down my back!

I can actually feel your envy falling over me like April showers of blood. Warm and hot on my skin. I can even taste the metallic taste.

I can actually feel your lust. It burns inside my stomach. Creates images of past times and scandalously clad women of all shapes and sizes. I can feel the rise of men better then you, men better then even me. I want....to ravish with your lust.

And lastly I can actually feel your wrath.....oh fates how I can feel your wrath. It boils my blood and makes the very skin burn. I can feel it running up my arms like little razer blades and it gives me chills.....CHILLS!”

::And once again Joshua laughed that insane laugh only now he stopped spinning and lowered his head and the camera but said firmly.::

Joshua: “And do you know what that gets you Freeman? It stands you firmly at the gates of hell and do you see it? Can you see it? It's looming over you....Oh Freeman its looming over you in all of it's majestic glory.....”

::Joshua turned the camera suddenly and a dog jumped at the camera without warning and snapped it's jaws inches from the camera with a snarl.::

Joshua: “CERBERUS!”

::Joshua threw his arms back and laughed into the winds and the Children all grinned....but now the dog seemed to be nowhere to be found, as if it wasn't ever there to begin with. Joshua then lowered his head again and smirked at the man.::

Joshua: “You see Freeman? How quickly Cerberus can strike? Free fall won't matter....when Cerberus snatches you clean out of midair by the throat....and when your lying on the mat choking on your own blood.....remember your the one who wanted....to share these stories.”

::Joshua turned and began to walk away from the group speaking over his shoulder.::

Joshua: “Come....i am finished with both this place....and the foolish mortal.”

::It was the brown haired Miako who stepped forward suddenly and raised a hand.::

Miako: “What about the woman?”

Joshua: “What about her?”

Miako: “Surely you don't intend to just...leave her here?”

Joshua: “Do I look like a cretin to you Priestess?”

Miako: “Of course not Master.”

Joshua: “She is still unconscious from our....conversation earlier.”

Miako: “And did you want us to move her?”

Joshua: “Yes, to the next location on the list. We can't afford to lose her yet and they will look for her harder then they did Broderick.”

Miako: “.....you intended that?”

Joshua: “Of course Priestess, I planned all of this.”

Miako: “What purpose could that possibly serve?”

Joshua: “.....can you not figure that out Priestess?”

::Miako stopped for a second to think and then her eyes seemed to light up and she smirked a smirk that was more vile then his own.::

Miako: “......if he is free and he see's how much harder they work....it will be torture continued.”

Joshua: “....Good girl.”

::Miako beamed at the massive creature before her. She inclined her head and watched as Joshua walked from the strange unknown house and then snapped her fingers and the Children began to move. Preparing for their departure.

Outside the house was simply an average abandoned house with a fence around it. The outside of the house looked like someone had taken a sledgehammer to it. People had spray painted “baby killer” on the outside walls.

Joshua stood on the porch and looked up at the darkened sky. The stars shining so brightly and then looked down. He seemed to lock eyes with someone standing across the street. The person stood taller then the cab roof of an old pick up truck and wore a leather jacket and a hood pulled up over their head. After a moment of staring at one another the person got into the pick up and pulled away.

Joshua, truth be told thought nothing of this. Someone coming from the house across the street and didn't like that someone was at the “baby killer house”. Phase one was complete....now it was time to move on to phase 2....and with it....hell. The U.W.A. Would run with blood before phase 2 was over.::

Joshua: “This....is gonna be fun.”

::And Joshua smirked up at the sky as the scene faded.::