Chaos. That's all we saw.

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As building fell, and people screamed at the horror they saw, two brothers ran hand in hand. With only confusion on their mind, the two brothers had no idea where they were headed, only to realize too late that they had entered the battlefield.

Then in a blink of an eye, a tentacle-like structure shot out at the youngest brother. Closing his eyes for his sudden demise, the eldest moved in the path of the projectile, and felt his neck open up.

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"Arthur!" The young boy called out when he noticed his elder brother collapse to the ground.

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Without a second thought, the young boy ran to his eldest sibling and held him close. As he begged and begged for someone to help, he kept calling out to his brother. As desperation took over and the Sun rose overhead, the chaos that surrounded them vanished with the morning light.


Author's Note: Hey I'm back, and I decided to create this as a means to get something out. I remembered seeing a comment somewhere on another story where someone wanted to see a story where the US had demons. So this is it. Hope you like it.