Ruination

IT WAS FATE. What else could explain such a series of coincidental meetings? It began with the assembly of the demigod children, each with mysterious and unpredictable magic stirring just beneath the surface of their skin. It resulted in all of them being thrown together under such strenuous circumstances as this: genocide. Genocide, with no outside help to come. Brutal, bloody genocide. Men Women Children tiny babes did it matter to them? The murderers? No. Yet it must have been fate, the way those demigod children met. They were defiant in the face of these deadly circumstances, and found hope where no hope remained. And the young, ignorant and inexperienced leader of this rag-tag group of children is all that lingers between what shreds of hope remain for the demigod-kind, and total, complete obliteration of every one of them.