The Creature Hub Smut Book. [ Final Book.]

The Vengeful One [ Song Fic. ]

Yes, hello. This one is going to be a song-fic. I've been obsessed with a song and I just had the idea to write using it. It'll be a lot different since this song has quite a bit of meaning either for what may happen, or for the future so pretty much each bar [Each line.] will have action words and explanation only using the hub. The only thing that won't the chorus. I love this song so much. Shh.

I won't be using any Creature Names with this; just use your imagination; this is all focused around the Hub though; everything is happening to them. I'm just not giving any names.

Song: Disturbed ~ The Vengeful One.

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He watches from the ageless Void. Enlightened Shadow of His former Self, waiting for the time He'll take Human form again... ...to avenge the victims of the War Machine, and vanquish the Evil that gives it Life. He is the Hand of God... ...the Dark Messiah... ...the Vengeful One.

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Humanity is beginning to change as the years go by; the world is beginning to change. The world is being taken over by several massive media representatives to create a form of living brainwashed zombies to do the bidding once the world comes to a close. But it won't last for long...

'He is observing the chaos, taking in the lack of raw humanity
It's as if the entire world's fallen in love with their own insanity'

The being up in the sky has his eyes drawn to the planet; watching as the world comes to a halt due to their own chaos and destruction. He watches the world fall deeper into madness; insanity. The world should not be seen like this. Innocent pedestrians watching the television as reporters scream at them; words such as, 'obey, fear, sacrifice,' flash flash across store television screens, gaining the attention of anyone who walks by, their eyes focused on the object in the windows.

'Hear the innocent voices scream
As their tormentors laugh through all of it'

The television flashes quickly through the four broadcasters from different countries; insanity beginning to leak from their voices and actions. Their body behavior changes to insanity as they scream and laugh at the thousands of cameras pointed direction. They seem to not care; they seem to give zero fucks on what is happening and this either sickens the one above, or amused the one above. His focus is only on a group of men who are being pulled into the insanity of the mind controlling television.

'No forgiveness from all I've seen
The degradation I cannot forget'

The one above will cannot forgive what he has seen; he never will and does not have too. Everything is falling apart and he must do something to stop it from getting any further.

'So sleep soundly in your beds tonight
For judgment falls upon you at first light'

He has had enough; sleeping is all that you can do as of right now. But the male clad in jet black clothing and a demented face shall rain upon the world once the sun makes its presence known.

'I'm the Hand of God
I'm the Dark Messiah
I'm the Vengeful One
[You look inside and see what you're becoming.]'

The one clad in black has finally made his presence known to the ones on the planet known as Earth; he's the Dark Messiah that will vanquish anything and anyone who dare deferrals anything with this world; he'll use his Hand to free those who are controlled by the nonsense the media speaks to them. He is the Vengeful One who shall save humanity. He'll have you look at yourself; yourself as a whole. Yourself as someone who has gone insane from the lies the world has spread across the nation. Others are beginning to feel it even more. He needs to hurry.