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The Illuminati had been stepping up their
actions over the last months, attacks were on the rise, and bedlam was becoming
a daily event.   Where chaos reigned, the
Illuminati were never far away.
    The weapons were probably going to the
Middle East
.   Over
seven hundred years later and the area was still rife
with disorder.   Nicolas had learned a
hard lesson over the years, realizing Matthias had been right all along.   Death was an inevitable part of the world.   Just not for them.   They were the immortal guardians, standing up
to the chaos the Illuminati brought forth.
    A glint of steel caught Nicolas’ eye, and he glanced
at his watch.   Seven minutes had passed,
but when he heard the scream of death coming from the other side of the clearing,
he knew Matthias hadn’t waited to begin.   By the time Nicolas arrived, two men were already on the ground, their
heads severed at the neck, blood pumping from their lifeless bodies as their
life flooded Matthias with lightning.   It
didn’t even make the behemoth pause. He continued to fight as the arcs of
electricity passed into him, making him even stronger.
    Nicolas caught one still standing off guard, plunging
his sword through the man’s back as another rounded on him.   He started to shut down and fight just as
Matthias had trained him to so many years before.   His blade swung, striking his opponent’s
weapon. The dance began, the thrust and parry of a violent pairing, the two
dueling to the death.   Nicolas felt the
cold sweat of battle sprinkling along his brow and sliding down his back, even
in the coolness of the night.
    The Illuminati foe was spirited, fighting with much
skill, but finally, Nicolas speared the man in the chest, slicing through his
sternum and ripping down through ribs to get to his heart.   Pushing the man off his sword, Nicolas
watched as he fell limply to the ground.   A blow to the heart wasn’t enough to ensure the man … or thing, as it
was not truly a man any longer … would not come back to life. The only way was
to take his head off his shoulders.   Nicolas rounded to the side and chopped the head off, a clean
break.   Lightning flooded his body,
making him freeze as the strength roiled through him.
    Sirens began to howl in the near distance, the
civilian police.   Nicolas turned to
Matthias, concern filling him.   They were
far enough outside civilization for a police presence to not interfere with
their work.   Perhaps they were going to
another scene, an accident or some other incident.   But their close presence could make it more
difficult to flee the location, especially if they were taking the weapons away
to be destroyed.
    “Should we leave and hope the police will confiscate
the weapons?” Nicolas considered out loud, sharing his idea with Matthias.
    “Even if the police took them, the Illuminati would
have no problem taking them back and potentially killing the men protecting
them.   We have no choice but to load them
up and take them with us, or they will arrive to their intended recipient
eventually.”
    A shuffle caught Nicolas’ gaze.   “Too late, boys.”
    The first man.   Nicolas hadn’t taken his
neck yet.   The gun blast struck him in
the chest, and he reeled back.   Another
shot took him to the ground.   This was
the end.   Once he was on the ground, the
Illuminati henchman could take his neck, and he would find oblivion.   For some reason, the thought wasn’t as scary
as he’d imagined.   He would finally know
peace.   Blackness stole over him as the
sounds of sirens grew louder.  
    ****
    As sirens began to sound in the distance, Britt
readied the room for the patient before going in to check vitals on her other
patients.   They’d already received the
call for a gunshot victim on the way, ETA ten minutes.   The patients were all growing weary, waiting
to see a doctor as well, but the worst of the accident victims would come
first.   Now a GSV would bump ahead of
them, too.