~So don't cry to me ohhh baby. Your future is in a Oblong Box!~

We fade in on the room. The same room we have seen for months. A single frame of Ataxia appears and then it's like a strobe effect until he is in the room. Suddenly he snaps his fingers and we see two heads appear. They have the mask of Ataxia on each of them.

“I'm about to choke a bitch or two...”

Ataxia picks up the heads and tosses them into the wall. Their internal “brains” splattering the walls like aged pumpkins.

“I'm about to sue someone for gimmick infringement. What the fuck is wrong with you people? What the fuck is wrong with you Mia? Let's take a look at this match. This match has five people in it that I can't fucking stand. Was carrying Jarvis' ass for five god damn minutes not fucking enough, but now I get to carry all of the Boreshaven again? Next thing you'll tell me is that this isn't some sort of fucking stupid ass intervention. Shadow knows that's not gonna happen. Zach knows that's not gonna happen. So the only people stupid enough to do this shit is obviously whichever dumb asses you got on your team bitchcakes. Gee...I wonder if it's Freddie and Duce.”

Ataxia facepalms.

“It'd be about the speed of everyone in this fucking place. Let's team up with those who gave me more dain bramage. This is a shame of all things that make me what I am. You claim to want to save me, so you decide to make a mockery of me by having people parade around with my face. Well then. Two can play it that way bitch!”

Ataxia reaches up and pulls off the bag mask and we see...Mia's face on his.

“Semi Colon. Right Parenthesis...bitch!”

The voice sounds just like Mia's.

“Oh don't worry my dear little whiny ass bitch. No one is going to save you this time. Not Shadow. Not Zach. Not thing one and thing two. No. I'm going to fucking break your spine and give you the worst gynocology exam on the planet via planting your ass thru the god damn ring post! It's more than you deserve. Do you know how long I looked at this face. It's the only one I almost got rid of the mold for. Yeah. My mercy is apparently a joke for you. My tolerance for your stupid wasted ass is apparently too much of a good thing for you to ignore. You want to drag me out. You want me to treat you like everyone else? Fine.”

Ataxia reaches into his pocket and pulls out a razorblade. He takes off his jacket and then rolls up his dress shirt. We see fake the white latex skin there. He starts carving. The overly crimson red blood pours from the wound. He holds up the arm and it says “Loser” on it.

“This word is worth a thousand pictures because that is what you are! I made you better and this is the thanks I get. When I set you free because no one deserves me this is the thanks I get! You think that you are better than me! That you can save me! You can't even save yourself. You never could. That's why you needed a knight in shining burlap to save your ass...As far as my so called team mates. Stay out of my way. It's time I finish this. Once and for all...”

Ataxia looks at the blade for a moment and starts cutting on his Mia mask as we fade to static before this gets to graphic.

Fin