"What do you want from us?" Lucas asked.
"Our names are not important," the third one said. "Do you remember what happened last night? What it feels like to die?"
"Yes," Lucas responded coldly. "But why do you want me dead?"
"Because your death is the only thing that can save the world," she answered.
"Why?" Lucas frowned.
"Darling, we know everything about you. You're the chosen one, the strongest being in this whole universe. Your power can defeat us and save the people of our world." The first one spoke in a sarcastic tone.
"You're wrong! I'm not special, I'm nothing compared to them!" Lucas yelled. "I don't even know what you are talking about."
"You were born with a gift, you have the power to destroy evil," the second one explained.
"That is why you must die. To save those who live in our world."
"So if I kill you, I'll be saving everyone?" Lucas smirked.
