Wretch, Master, and Underdog
A wondrous eye looks upon the Wretch
A peculiar stench has been brought forth from her minions
Her ruler has bid adieu for a short while
She takes comfort in picking on the weaklings
This amuses and satisfies her idle mind
She lives in a house of ugliness and filth
Feeding off the souls of others
She longs for nothing more than her Master's approval
The home is laced with eyes
Cameras which watch and hear your every move
A poison seeps from the veins of the Master and his Wretch
Their power over the small town is sickening
Will a hero arrive?
But at last!
An Underdog and her crew spring forth
They analyze the situation
The worth
The cost of their saving grace will make their champion against the evil one a story for the books
But first they must silence the ears and cover the eyes...
Once that is done
They set in on the cast of fools
Silencing the hounds of Hell
Striking the Wretch down
Forcing her to give up her reign
Once the Master returns...
He is told that his Wretch will only be handed over if he removes his evil curse from the town
Freeing the people...
He refuses to stand down
And a battle ensues
The Underdogs stand strong behind an armor of gold
They fight for all the losers
All the loners, misfits, dorks, nerds, and outcasts
Their wit and wisdom outdo the evil one and justice is brought forth
The Master and the Wretch are not slain
But they are sentenced to Hell for their crimes
And the Underdogs finally have their day in the sun!
By,
Tiffany Simar
6/2/14