This is a fic about
Marilyn Manson and his becoming Majiin. ( Majiin is another word for ' a truly
corrupted evil being.') The song is ' In The End' by Linkin Park. You'll see
some more Linkin Park/ Marilyn Manson songfics in the future, so don't think
you're out of the woods yet!! By the way, I don't own Linkin Park, any of the
Marilyn Manson members,( I want to though...), or the song ' In The End.' With
that said, get on to the fic!!!!
A/N: Any paragraph
with something other than quotation marks is a part of the song.
In The End
~ One thing I don't
know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme to
explain in due time ~
Marilyn Manson fell
to his hands and knees, a flood of evil energy coursing through his veins,
making him writhe in agony. He hated having his bandmates, Twiggy, John, Ginger
and Pogo witnessing his mighty breakdown into insanity. He had already lost the
love of his life, Taylor Juuhachigou, when she broke him the news that she
needed some time alone. That was usually the polite way of saying, " We're
through." Manson had already lost his girlfriend, and now he was going to
lose his mind and his life.
~ Time is a valuable
thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
( It's so unreal)
Didn't look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on
'Till I didn't even know
I wasted it all just to watch you fly
Kept everything inside and even though I
tried
It all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a
memory
Of a time.........~
Marilyn could hear a faint voice in his
swollen mind.
" Entrust your
soul to your desires......."
The pain racking his
body became worse as the overwhelming power, the pure insanity, and the
temptation for destruction corrupted Manson. A mysterious red light surrounded
him as he struggled to stay alive.
" Damn!" He
cried out.
Pogo turned to
Twiggy.
" Is there
anything we can do?? Seeing Marilyn like this makes me want to be unclear and
hide!! My stomach hurts... let's go get some pizza!!" Pogo complained.
Twiggy clenched his
fists and whirled on the whining Pogo.
" ALL YOU CAN
THINK OF IS FOOD AND ACTING LIKE A JACK-OFF WHILE OUR BEST FRIEND IS SLOWLY
DYING????!!" Twiggy screamed.
Pogo hid behind
Ginger.
" Sorry.....but
I'm really hungry....." Pogo whimpered.
Twiggy sighed.
" Go play in
traffic...."
Ginger pried the
sadistic Pogo off of his now numb leg. Manson was nearly in tears as his
memories came flooding back.
~I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
And lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter.....~
Manson suddenly
remembered how everyone had mocked him and said he wouldn't amount to anything.
In a sense, they were right. He sure didn't feel like much, writhing in his own
agony, torn by his failures, and swallowed by his successes. Some tears fell freely
down his face. He could only wonder how he had gotten as far as he did.
~ One thing I don't
know why
Doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme
To remind myself how
I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Actin like I was a part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me, I'm surprised
It got so (far)
Things aren't the way they were before
You wouln't even reconize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes bak to me
In the end
You kept everything inside and even though I tried,it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when......~
Marilyn was crying
now. He looked pretty pathetic, sobbing there on the floor, on his hands and
knees, struggling to keep his sanity for one spare moment so he could think
clearly. He finally realized how important his bandmates' meant to him: The
insanity of Pogo, the solemnness of Twiggy, Ginger's ability to tell if food in
the refridgerator has gone bad by smelling it from a mile away, and
John's......John-ness. Marilyn smiled a bit at the good memories. then he
remembered Trent Reznor. Manson winced,
memories of Reznor burning in his heart and mind.
~ I've put my trust
in you.
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this...there's only one thing you
should know...
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this...there's only one thing you
should know........~
Pogo turned back to
Twiggy.
" Enough of this
game, Twiggums!!"
"
Twiggums??" John raised an eyebrow.
" You're wrong
about Marilyn!! He may have the power you always say he has, but it doesn't
matter!! He doesn't thirst for battle and mayhem!! DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT
HE'S THINKING?? HE'S NOT THINKING ABOUT STRENGTH OR COMPETITION!! HE'S
WONDERING WHY HIS BAND IS STANDING HERE, LETTING HIM DIE!! AND SO, MARILYN
MANSON MAY BE THE MOST POWERFUL PERSON IN THE WORLD, BUT HE'S ALSO A SCARED 30
YEAR-OLD FRONTMAN!! I'd rather die than wait!!"
Pogo yelled, walking
slowly towards the struggling Manson. Ginger pulled him back.
Marilyn pounded his
fist onto the floor. Blood trickled down his wrist and palm. He clenched his
fists and screamed. Yellow flames surrounded him. He enslaved himself to evil,
if he had not done so already. As Manson fell to the floor, Twiggy sighed.
" It has been
done...."
~ I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
And lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter.....~