Things weren’t quite right as Simon and Peter got into the MG, they both knew something was wrong with the crow whispering to them and the Monk like figure they saw behind the trees. After Simon reversed the car to turn round, they faced a group of children. One in particular they recognised a young girl, with long blond hair but her eyes were lifeless as were the others. They began to chant some words of warning but also a plea for help.
You are the chosen ones we know that is true,
To fight against the evil demons that you once knew.
Katsbia has now gone with his head in a pile of dust,
But his son has arisen, killing and raping with lust.
The Dawn of the new world, a world without end
Fighting the fifty year war an outcome to depend.
On whether you have the fight to conquer the evil,
With blood on the streets and the work of the devil.
You are the only ones; humans have to depend upon,
With people in our government full of corruption,
So heed the warning you immortals of the crown,
You must leave quickly for London from this town.
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This is the fiercest test for you both to bear,
The rest of the immortals will meet you there.
Go to Westminster Abbey late tonight,
A spirit will lead you there holding a light.
So go yonder you brave immortal warriors,
Save us from the demons and more wars.
Take this sword and break the spell,
On this evil world of the living hell.
The End
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