Warrior Nun: Margo

"Chosen for the Chosen: Matthew 22:14"

Margo sat in the back of the oversized van tracing over her burn with her fingertips as they travelled down the bumpy motorway. The road lay before them like an endless tarmac river leading nowhere; there were no signs and no way of knowing where the van was headed. Mother superior sat sternly across from Margo staring at her as her body swayed with the movement of the van; it made her uncomfortable but not as uncomfortable as the black nailed woman-beast sitting next to her that she would catch glimpses of through her peripheral vision.

"So, any chance you'll tell me where we are going," Margo said hesitantly breaking the silence, "I mean you didn't even let me grab any of my stuff."

"You won't need anything," Mother superior snapped.

"Okay...well did anyone tell my father," she snapped back.

"You mean the father you don't have a relationship with," mother superior sneered.

"You don't know my- "

"He's the one that gave you to us," mother superior interrupted, "he believes it will give him a clean slate with the church by this offering."

Margo sat in shock. She knew that she didn't have a relationship with her father, but she never imagined that he would willingly give her up. Her eyes welded with tears as she starred at the triumphant arrogant smirk plastered on mother superior's face. She knew her father had a desire to become an intricate part of the order but didn't know that meant her life was the payment.

"Oh mother, maybe you shouldn't have said anything. We don't have time for an emotional breakdown while the new girl explores her daddy issues," the woman-beast interjected.

"No one is having an emotional breakdown," Margo said turning, "so stay out of it you...whatever you are!"

"I'm not a what," the woman-beast hissed, "My name is Lilith, and this is the result of the last chosen one not dealing with their trauma before they were recruited!"

"I didn't ask to be here, and I don't have trauma!"

"Clearly you do, or words wouldn't get under your skin. You need to get that in check quickly. There's no time for it," she said raising her voice.

"That's enough," mother superior said pounding her cane against the floor of the van, "I was not trying to antagonize you child. The details of how you were given to us do not matter now. We must stay focused on the mission," she continued.

"Mother—"

"Lilith! ENOUGH," She shouted, "We've learned our lesson before with Ava. Did making her acknowledge her trauma prove anything or change any of the girls' fate?"

"But—"

"We must stay focused on the mission to save the girls," she said with a longing gaze at Lilith.

"Okay...so clearly I'm lost," Margo said interrupting the intense stare, "what are we rescuing Ava from?"

"It's not just Ava," Lilith said in a low tone, "It's all of them."

"Well what are we rescuing all of them from?"

"Demon-possession," Lilith said firmly, "We thought we were saving the world. We thought that by destroying Adriel's bones it would close the portal that allows demons to come in our realm."

"What?" Margo said raising her brow, "demons? Who is Adriel?"

"We thought he was an angel," Lilith's voice trailed, "but he's no angel."

"Okay...so you're telling me I've been chosen to slay demons," she chuckled nervously.

"This is not a joke," Lilith snapped, "everything that you've ever told yourself that wasn't real is real and the scary thing is that they're after you."

"Wait, if you were there then why aren't you possessed by a demon too," Margo questioned.

"Lilith was saved," mother superior said, "and that's all you need to know about it for now."

"Well if you're going to leave parts of the story out, it's going to be hard for me to successfully complete the mission," Margo said sarcastically.

"You'll learn what you need to know," mother superior stated.

The remaining of the ride was quiet. The van finally reached a narrow road that led to an enormous ecclesiastical-stone church. Gnarled trees hung low in front of the aged building; it clearly had been vacant for ages.

"Oh, great another church," Margo sighed.

"This is the original headquarters of the OCS, "mother superior stated as the van came to a screeching halt, "it will now serve it's purpose as a training facility for the guardians of the realm," she continued gazing at the church.

"Training...I can't fight demons," Margo exclaimed.

"Lilith will train you well," mother superior paused, "you have been chosen for this."

Margo looked over at Lilith who had a sly smirk resting on her lips. She still had the face of a woman but the rest of her was nothing of a human.

"Shall we begin?"