Chapter 2

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Bustling sounds filled his ears and the scent of delicious food surrounded Andy as Jackie finished her meal at the newly renovated airport's food court with the rest of his martial arts class at Du Pol Martial Arts School. Now that the tournament was finished, they had returned home to the beautiful city of Boise, Idaho a few days before Thanksgiving so that they can eat with their families.

"Feels good to be back, doesn't it, boys?" their teacher Robert Martin asked their group.

"Yes, sir!" they all replied.

"You all have the rest of the week off, but I expect you guys to be back on Monday ready to go," he said.

"Yes, sir!" they replied again.

As they walked past the large crowd to exit the building, Andy noticed something that caught his eye. A man seemed to appear out of the shadows in the balcony above the food court. He was on the skinny side, but you could tell he was fit. The clothes that he wore seemed to be odd. He had no shirt on, but he had black pants, black gloves on his hands, and black metallic boots. On his back, he had a long black cape and had a sort of rod sticking out behind his head. Andy realized in an instant that it was the hilt for a sword.

He stopped his teacher as he pointed in the direction of the man Andy asked "Hey Mr. Martin, do you see that guy up on the balcony? Doesn't that thing on his back look like a sword?"

His teacher looked up in the direction that Andy was pointing and said, "Yes, it does. It's probably fake, but we are in an airport. Even if it's fake, he would've gotten arrested as soon as a security guard saw him."

As Andy was about to reply a pitch-black circle appeared behind the man and someone in a black-hooded robe stepped through it and walked in front of the swordsman and looked back at him. The swordsman looked over at the hooded man and nodded. The hooded man then turned to the food court, raised his hands, and shouted, "Attention people of this airport! My name is Clint Foster, and I have an exciting opportunity for you all!"

Everyone in the food court turned to look in the direction of the voice.

He continued, "Thank you! Now the news is that some of you can come and join Lord Pyesis' army! However, as this is a lengthy process and our space is limited, I'm going to need some help picking through you." He paused to see the look of confusion on the crowds' faces and shouted, "Lord of darkness. I request that you bring forth the army of the demons to wreak havoc upon the world by Rite of Darkness!" as he said it, his hands started to glow, and the floor opened up. The crowd remained unmoved and dumb stricken as human-like creatures rose from the crevice. There were at least fifteen of them. All the monsters had dark blue skin, deep red eyes, and long sharp teeth. Some had a crudely made black crossbow while others carried a black boar spear with a curved blade at the end. The rest lugged what looked like a large hastily made curved sword.

"Phantom Company you have but one mission. Slaughter them all!" Clint said calmly.

The entire area was sent into a panic as the monsters roared at them and walked forwards.

Everybody was running in different directions trying to get away from the dangerous monsters. A group of security guards arrived with their handguns drawn and formed a line in between the crowd and the monsters. They raised their guns up and fired. A few monsters were hit, but they only seemed to stumble a little and continued to move forward.

Realizing that their weapons were ineffective, they fled with the crowd occasionally turning back and wildly firing at the monsters. The monsters picked up their pace and began to catch up with the group of people.

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