The Last Ones {(COMPLETED)}

Chapter One

"I click my fingers" the deep scratchy voice says "and everyone near us dies" I struggle to focus on the dark , imposing figure before me. Behind, there's a crater of shattered concrete, as if it had crashed down from Earth to the ground. Concrete dust coats its black full body armor which shimmers slightly before me in a haze , the figures face is masked completely, even his mouth and eyes are entirely masked, when he talks the whole mask vibrates. A shiver runs down my spine.
Is this what death feels and looks like?
I instinctively run toward my blonde haired companion, Nora. At first I think she's frozen like the rest of the world around us. While birds have paused mid-flight and a torn out page of an old ruined book is suspended in the still air, she remained motionless, facing away from the hideous apparition . But then I realized, she can't see it. "Ah I see...especially her," the dark figure says, seeing my gaze flicker to Nora. Its moves closer, now only ten paces away, and mask glints reflectively as it catches the sun rays. The monster looks as if it's been drawn with sharp,scratchy pen, like moving lines of black ink tattooed viciously into a human shape. The sight of this being makes my eyes hurt and my head scream with its repulsiveness. "This is between us," I say through gritted teeth Nora looks around. Her blue eyes penetrating, but yet unseeing. "Who are you talking to?" she asks. "Stay where you are, Nora, just keep looking the other way," I caution her, my instinct telling me to keep her away, keep her safe, even though she is much older than me. "Ah, yes, the great Nick, finder of the 'Last Ones', the supposed hero who shows the other way." What is this thing,and what kind of hero does it think I am?
"So brave, right until the end..." Its voice echoes around inside my head. "At the final battle, just like the prophecy says, you will lead me to my rightful power, thinking all the while you were going to save these people."
"Prophecy?"
"Enough! You know why I'm here ,boy... hand it over." I have no idea what it is talking about but then I sense a weight in my pocket. I have something important that this thing wants... this heavy, round object. So now I know why it is here.
"I have what you want."
"Yes,you do...where is it?"
I reach into my pocket and retrieve bright and shiny crystal sphere. "Yes,that's it..." The dark, blurry figure seems to shimmer at a intense frequency as if excited. "Give it to me."
"And then?"
"Then...then I might let your friend live."
"And everyone else?"
The figure shrugs and every movement of its form leaves a slight disturbance in the air around it,  blurred haze. It's as though I can sense a wry smile behind the mask of his. "One click of my fingers," the voice seems to quiet down, becoming even more ominous,"and everything around us burns. Think about that,golden boy. Everyone. Gone."
Black and dark - gloved hands mime clicking fingers and I shudder. "Good. . . you're scared . Now, hand the crystal over." It steps closer. "Give it to me and your friend will be spared."
I open my hand
"Yes, that's it,hand it to me," the dark figure commands. I hold it out with a tenuous grip, as if I may fall at any second. "What are you doing?" It says, the amplified voice was more urgent.
"You'll kill us all anyways."
"No!" The tall figure takes a stride towards me. "Don't be a fool!"
"I will if you don't promise-"
It steps towards me again and I toss it up in the air.
The figure moves in a blur,diving forward , reaching out for the falling sphere.
I lung towards Nora , pulling her to me.
"Nick, what did you-"
"Get down!" I yell as we hit the ground.
The figure grasps the crystal. As it does , it raises its other hand
I am too late
Fire radiated out.
Everything around us- people, cars, buildings-glow from within and then explodes in quick succession. Ash and debris fill the air as Nora begins to glow and grow warm in my embrace. I close my eyes and before she has a chance to flash so ever bright , both she and I are-
Gone.