Rated: PG-13
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The Disciple was almost ready to finally live out his purpose. He had already begun assembling the First’s army. The only thing left was to find the book.

The First itself had created it’s book long before time was even a notion. Hidden within its dark pages were incantations of the most powerful sort. So powerful in fact they could crack open the gateways between worlds or draw the essence of evil through out all the dimensional planes giving the First its true form, a form that would be truly hideous and unstoppable.

The Disciple knew that the book was hidden from the forces of good just like he was. The First had told him so itself. It was somewhere were the First’s powers could best shield it from those who would seek to destroy it and to use it to somehow destroy him.

You know where you are needed, the First’s noxious voice echoed in his mind.

“I know.” The Disciple’s voice rasped. Speaking his first words since his awakening.

My army will be ready, the Powers forces won’t be prepared for your arrival. They believe that you are still halfway round the world. They’ll pay for their interference with their lives.

The Disciple merely nodded, knowing that its master’s will was his own.

Yes, the book was hidden away from the Powers from anyone who would seek it in this world because it wasn’t in this world. The First had placed it somewhere were the barriers between dimensions was it’s frailest. In all the world there was only one place on Earth that all-hell could literally burst through at any minute. And the Disciple was almost at its city limits.