Chapter 3: Black Warrior
"Are you ready, my apprentice?" Asked the man in the red mask. His voice was an old man's.
"Yes, master." Answered the young warrior, wearing a black half-mask and visors with golden glasses. "I studied them, I learned about them, I practiced. I feel ready."
"You are friends with one of the chosen ones. Right?"
"Not with one of them. Cryaotic, Russ Money, Red, Scott Jund… They are all my friends."
"Good, my Apprentice! Come with me."
They walked trough the hidden sanctuary, and stepped to a huge monitor. Hundreds of news channels showed the exact same thing. Sadness, violence, pain and suffering. The older, taller one pointed at the screen. The small picture started to grow, and suddenly, it filled the whole monitor.
"What do you see, my apprentice?"
"That's a demonstration."
"Watch closely!"
The younger one, with the hard, raspy voice stepped towards the screen. As he watched the news, all of his muscles strained.
"What the…"
"You see it now?" Asked the older man.
"Yes, master. Deamons. They are amongst the protesters. But why?"
"That's New York City."
"The Alpha Anomaly!" He turned around, and started to walk away. but the older man stopped him with a movement, nearly undiscoverable for human eyes.
"What are you going to do?"
"Go there, and slay the beasts."
"No."
"But why?"
The younger man watched the old man suspiciously. His eyes narrowed, as he tried to figure out the older man's motives.
"There is a chosen one in New York city."
"He isn't prepared!"
"Then go, and prepare him?"
"How much time, do I have?"
"In four hours, the Big Apple will be the first battlefield of the Great War, where heaven, hell and humanity will form three sides. And humanities only hopes, the chosen ones, who were the descendants Chaos, the first Titan, and brothers and sisters of our whole world. They are our only hope, so go, and save that chosen, my apprentice."
"Yes master!"
The raspy voiced man walked towards the exit, but the old man spoke once again. He slowly raised his index finger.
"And one more thing… Don't fail me… Snake!"
