So yeah, I'm putting Purple Information on hold for a little to do something even MORE serious and dramatic…lol I'm like Shakspere except he was good, and I'm not really that good. So anyway, enjoy!
*Typical "Road To…" style credits*
DALTONFAMILYGUY PRESENTS BRIAN AND STEWIE IN….
ROAD TO RESSURECTION
WRITTEN BY DALTONFAMILYGUY
WITH CHARACTERS CREATED BY SETH MACFARLANE
(I DO NOT OWN FAMILY GUY)
Silence. Pure, sweet, silence. That was all that was usually heard in the Griffin household at night, when everyone retreated to the warm shelter of their beds. Except for that one particular night. Brian was in the basement, and was backing away, as a shadowy figure approached him. "Listen, come on, can't we just work this out?" The man looked at Brian. Brian had never seen his real face: he was always wearing an overcoat with a large hat that always casted a shadow over his face. The man shook his head solemnly and began to speak. "You see, Brian," he said, a low voice, obviously hidden with a voice changer. This man REALLY did NOT want people to know who he really was. "I have been giving you a long time to get me what I wanted. And now, it's too late." He said, reaching into his coat pocket. Brian gasped in fear and shock as he saw him pull out a gun. "I've gave you your chances. Goodbye." The man raised the gun toward Brian's head. "No!" Brian yelled. "No! No, please!" But the man simply ignored what Brian had to say. He looked away, pulled the hammer on the revolver….
And pulled the trigger.
BANG! The noise startled everyone in the house awake. Peter yelled out "I'll see what happened. Brian probably just fell down, no need to worry!" He called as he made his way down the stairs. He looked around. Brian wasn't in the kitchen, or the living room, or the bathroom, so where could he be? "Boy, the downstairs is as empty as Simon's mind when he was thinking for insults on American Idol last night."
"Don't Stop! BELIEEEEEVENN! !" Sang the contestant as he finished up his near flawless performance. "Wow, that was AMAZING!" said Paula. "I didn't like it." Said Randy. "I LOVED it!" Simon scoffed as he looked at the contestant. "You are a awful singer, I hate you, and I hope you get hit by a bus, you stupid Monitor!" "Randy looked at Simon. "Monitor?" "Shut up, you Lamp!" yelled a furious Simon. "You are all just common household objects, and I hate you."
Peter opened the door to the basement. He looked around it, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. "That's weird…" said Peter. "I wonder where Brian is…" Peter looked at the basement suspiciously. He started wandering down the steps. He thought he smelled something…what could it be? As he kept getting closer downstairs, it became apparent that the smell was something, coppery, sort of left the taste of metal in his mouth. As he got closer to the bottom, he noticed that Brian was lying down in the corner. "There you are, you!" He said playfully. "I knew you just fell down-" And he stopped himself as he saw that Brian wasn't moving. "Uhhh, hey Brian? Buddy?" He turned Brian over and saw one of the most horrifying sites in his life.
Brian was covered in blood, he had a large welt on the back of his head from hitting the back of his head against the wall, and there was a large bullet hole on his forehead, he had obviously been shot. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" Peter screamed, stumbling backwards and landing on his back. He stood up. And all the family rushed downstairs, looking at Brian. They all gasped and began panicking, wondering what they were going to do, what had happened, who did this, all of that. The only silent one was Stewie. He jumped down from his mother's arms and went to the body of the dog in front of him. He looked at him, and shut Brian's eyelids, and, trying to look as manly as he could shed a tear.
One. Single. Tear.
