“Congratulations, you’re the last one standing. You are the American Idol.”
He could hardly wait to finish up with the ordeal although the fun had barely begun. The five . . . contestants, the first group, were beginning to catch on. They weren’t going to get out of there alive and completely whole at least. The Yellow Eyed Demon was well on his way to find the general for his army. But there were a few things that the demon hadn’t been counting on one thing: Blake Danvers.
“All you have to do is let me play Buckingham to your Richard, Vader to your Palpatine all I want is power.”
Blake was ambitious and everyone knew that he was going places. He had the drive, the charisma, and the ruthlessness that would take him where he wanted to go. Blake saw himself the head of a Fortune 500 company, but as soon as he figures the game, Blake decided being the leader of the New World Order was a step up. He had a little one on one with the Yellow Eyed Demon, and apparently the Demon liked what he heard because the plan shifted and the conquest began.
Black storms clouds fell over the entire country. Thunder and lightning thundered for seven days before they slowly began to disperse. People believed the worst to be over, but they were wrong. The worst had just begun. The gates of hell had just opened. Times were going to change.
The fighters have banded together, and are orchestrating the fall of the demons.
“Humans aren’t meant to live in darkness, Dean. So, we have to bring a little light to situation. So, are you with us?”
“Well, I’m certainly against them.”
“It’ll do.”
So who are you with? Both sides are in the fight of their lives. One side holds all the power, one side is living on nothing but hope. One side will triumph, the other will be sent down to the
grave. 