Everyone collapsed on their knees, trembling in uncontrollable spasms of fear. They knew who their enemy was, and it shocked them. How would they ever survive? What other monstrosity would be produced?
Emmet covered his eras as he heard Miley Cirus singing.
"That was just awful," he heard Simon from American Idol say.
POW! Boomed a gunshot.
"You're so mean to me you British nanny!" Miley shrieked.
"You killed Simon you teenage slut!" shouted Randy.
Emmet peeked out from his closed eyes. He found himself on a stage, along with everybody else, and.. Miley.
Randy ducked down behind his judge table just as Miley began to fire off shots randomly. One of them struck the wood inches in front of the guest judges chest.
Rand's large form popped out from behind the table carrying a rocket launcher. As Miley was reloading her gun he fired the rocket. It whistled through the air missing Miley.
"No!" Edward said dashing toward the streaking rocket. He grasped the rocket and threw it toward Miley like a baseball. The explosion was massive and Miley was no more.
"Bravo!" Randy and the other judge said. The American Idol music played in the background.
"Yes, good job Gothic boy!" the other judge said.
"Just for that you are the next America Idol!" both judges said at once.
Edward shrugged and walked toward the others who were open mouthed.
"Now that was some crazy s@#t," Ellis said.
