Prologue : The End

"Kill Draco…"

Martha remarks with anger and sadness resonating in her voice.

The demons abruptly turn their attention to Draco standing at the entrance of the church building and after a few seconds of staring intently at him, they immediately attack him with murderous intent, screaming out as they charged at him.

Draco stared at the incoming horde and smiles a bit before putting up his right palm.

"I have no time for this…"

Draco remarks in a condescending manner

A small dark ball with an ethereal, flame like appearance forms on his upraised palm and fires a concentrated heat ray at the incoming demons, wiping all of them out instantaneously with nothing but ashes remaining.

"Is that all you've got??."

Draco asks with a cynical smile as he attempted to move forward but then...

"Kneel…."

Martha says in an otherworldly voice

A certain force causes Draco to bend down a little with his knees almost touching the ground.

He struggles a bit before looking up at Martha with a dangerous grin.

"My, my… you really are something else, Being able to almost bring me to my knees. Even though I am not at full strength, that is still a mighty feat and for such a glorious feat, you have my respect."

Draco remarks thoroughly impressed.

"I don't need your acknowledgement or any of your sweet talk. You demons came out of your dark place and decided to destroy everything and everyone. You have killed countless people and now team, including my husband have fallen at your hands. I will not spare you, that I promise you."

Martha remarks in a menacing tone as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Oh wow, such ferocity…. You really are a feisty one. But then again, this is war Martha. Such things happen during wars."

Draco remarks with a light chuckle as he stood upright.

Draco begins to walk towards Martha, albeit slowly as Martha continued to let out commands to stop him from moving. He keeps moving forward causing Martha to flare up.

"Enough of this!!!"

Martha yells out with frustration in her voice.

"Your ability is quite powerful, I must say… Giving out commands that telepathically break down all your enemies mental barriers to completely take over and order around as you please and the best part is that there is no limit. As long as your faith is strong your power continues to grow. That is the way it is for all you chosen guys, none of you actually have an upper limit which could be worrisome if trained and honed to perfection…

But you see your ability has a flaw, as long as your opponent has a greater hold on his psyche, you would be unable to take complete control over his or her mind, so basically your power is a battle of wills between your opponent and you and with that understanding, several other limitations begin to show up and then your power is no longer so awesome is it??."

Draco remarks as a wild grin appears across his humanoid face.

"Tch… you deducing my ability is not going to deter me from what I've planned for you."

Martha remarks while clicking her tongue.

"I would have it no other way."

Draco replies as he comes to a halt at the middle of the church aisle.

Martha takes out a sword from underneath the altar and begins to walk towards Draco

"That's it, come to me and face your final judgment."

Draco remarks with a cackle.

"I'll kill you!!!"

Martha yells out.

Martha begin to run towards Draco with a menacing look on her face and determination in her eyes.

As Martha approached, Draco forms another dark ball on his palm and sets it loose…..

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{ SOMEWHERE NOT TOO FAR FROM THE CHURCH }

"We should keep going, the demons could be behind us any minute now."

Rita says with a worry as she ran with Sirius in her arms.

"Can't we rest for a bit, we have been running for so long, my legs can't take this much stress."

One of the nuns remarks weakly.

"It would be unwise to rest here, we should move now that we still have the chance."

The holy knight accompanying the nuns chips in.

"You're…"

Rita is about to finish her sentence when a huge explosion is heard coming from the direction of the church.

The nuns and the Holy knight are wide eyed at the sight they had just witnessed with a massive mushroom smoke cloud being formed.

"Martha!!!!!"

Rita yells out as tears welled up in her eyes.

"We should leave here at once, let's go now…"

The holy knight remarks with an urgency in his voice.

"No."

Rita turns to run back but is stopped by the nuns.

"Rita we need to go now!!.. Come on."

One of the nuns says as she drags Rita

All four individuals finally turn and run in the opposite direction with tears rolling down their cheeks.

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Thus heralded the end of the Chosen.

After this, several other places were attacked with the sole intention of destroying what remained of the church and it's fighters.

Several years have passed since then, with a new team of heroes stepping into the limelight to save humanity.

Humanity once again holds out hope that some day, peace would return to their homes....