Chapter 2

The next day as they leave Bori walks ahead leaving his father behind him. Arriving several miles in front he sees an armored patrol. Turning back he gets back to his family.

Nodding his head he points forward and his father goes in that direction. Moving at top speed the father arrives on front of those people. seeing that they're from the church, he starts to take them out quickly.

Before he is able to take out another, one turns and blocks his path. "Drata stop. We are doing what is best for the world."

Laughing Drata says, "Are you? Is it really ok for you to be targeted babies? You and you're church are huge hypocrites. Anything that threatens the church regardless of age is taken out."

"It is for the world. Don't you understand. Anyone with such affinity and talent shouldn't be left to cause damage to the world at large."

"No. Babies are incapable of doing harm to people. You are just afraid of their potential. What they could achieve if they trained."

As the fight continues the church Bishop turns and laughs, "You think you know what is for the best. You don't though. Those children will destroy what everyone cherishes."

"They are my grand kids. I am done playing this game. You church officials are all the same. Even my son's friend has been brainwashed by you bumbling buffoons," he responds increase his speed all of a sunden.

Decapitating the bishop he speeds back to the family. Looking at Drata, Bori runs ahead. Running through the forest sees the dead bodies. Making a circle around his family Bori shokes his head.

Returning to the family, "They have all routes blocked. and are trying to box us in."

With a sigh Drata says, "I will hold them off. I will find you if I survive. But just to be safe, you know what you should do."

"Dad no. There has to be another way."

"If we use those, they will send everything they have at us. A few deacons may even try. My grandkids must live. I know we aren't a match for the deacons. Just do it. There is no time."

"Using them we could distract them till we leave."

"Bori, my son. I understand you're worried about me. However, they aren't strong enough to distract all the bishops and one archbishop that's here. And even if they could we are still across the sea from where they are accepted."

"Dad, we could go into hiding afterwards though. Forming our own hidden clan. It's not like they can search every nook and cranny of this continent."

"No this continent doesn't have the proper resources to begin with to handle such talented children. The one that does is far away. You need all the time you can get. Son, the church isn't the only one chasing."

"Really why would they chase? This area is to paranoid about talent."

"My former clan doesn't care. Just seal my memories. They don't have the techniques required to undo it here. As long as I can escape I will find you there. They are only going to expect the next continent over. They don't think the children can survive the trek to that continent."

With a somber expression Bori seals his father's memories, "Dad please make it to us."

With that Drata runs to a side. Getting the attention of one group he leads them to another group of priests and bishops. As he runs circles around the church. Bori and the rest slip through.

Traveling at high speed the family makes it to the mountain. Finding the right lake Bori dives down. Pushing a button the mountain begins to tremble. Not far from the lake part of the cliff side raised up. After waiting three minutes he destroys the button and rushes into the cave.

Barely making it before the cliff side falls back down into place like nothing ever happened. As Drata feels the ground shake he smiles. Looking at his smile the Bishops ask him what the tremble across the ground was.

Killing them one by one he says, "There are things I will never tell all of you."