Brin saw them all. Bigfoot, the Mothman, the Abominable Snowman. Birds of all shapes and sizes—some as big as trucks—flew toward them from the skies. Evil clowns appeared from behind the trees, as did black-horned unicorns. Brin caught sight of whale-sized alligators and giant brown spiders and red-eyed elephants. She saw mean, evil wizards and pale-faced sorcerers; she saw centaurs and banshees and little, singing leprechauns. Brin turned all the way to her right to see the two biggest monsters of all headed her way: a fire-breathing dragon and a Tyrannosaurus rex.
Then all their attentions shot up toward the sky, as a flying saucer zoomed over their heads and landed at the bottom of the hill.
“Either of you two going to faint?” Anaya asked.
“I’m too amazed to faint,” Ash said.
“Me too,” said Brin.
The spaceship doors opened and revealed a hundred alien creatures. They all stomped out onto the snow.
And Dylan and Brent followed them out.
“Dylan!” Brin shouted. “Oh my God!”
Dylan and his lover boy kneeled down next to the aliens, bounced their fists against their chests, and shouted at Brin, “We come in peace!”
Brin and especially Anaya readied themselves to run the other direction, but all the creatures slowly came to a stop at the bottom of the hill. Most kneeled, and a few remained standing. The T. rex cuddled up next to the dragon. The werewolves held hands with the witches, and the trolls held hands with the demons, and the zombies held hands with the vampires.
All the monsters bowed to Brin.
“Wow,” Ash said. “This really is like The Lion King now.” He looked at Brin and smiled. “Brin, you’re their king.”
“No,” Anaya said, turning toward Brin. “You’re their monster. The monster… to rule all monsters.”
“This… is insane,” Brin said.
All of the creatures stopped—except for one. He stepped out in front of the others and slowly shuffled up the hill. He stopped a few yards in front of the trio, kneeled, and said, awkwardly underneath all the wrapping on his face, “Our lord, Lucifer. We are here… to serve you. Hail Lucifer!”
Brin stared at the creature, stupefied. She couldn’t blink; she couldn’t think.
The mummy bowed, then turned to the other monsters. “Everyone! Say it with me… all together, now!”
“HAIL LUCIFER!” the creatures shouted. “HAIL LUCIFER! HAIL LUCIFER!”
Brin grabbed Ash’s hand with her left, and Anaya’s with her right. She took a deep breath and looked out at her unimaginable future.
“Brin?”
“Yeah, Ash?”
“This was the greatest horror movie ever made.”
She nodded, as two tears trickled down her cheeks. “Agreed,” she said. “And it’s only just begun.”
Brin descended the hill, slow and determined, pulling Ash and Anaya behind her, and marched toward the chanting monsters below.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Brian Rowe is a writing fiend, book devotee, film fanatic, and constant dreamer. He's written nine novels, dozens of short stories, five feature-length screenplays, and hundreds of film articles and essays. He is one half of the blog Story Carnivores, where he reviews the latest in books and film. He is currently pursuing his MA in English at the University of Nevada, Reno, and is hard at work on his next novel.
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