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Finally! He had made it! He had reached what all of them had fought for – for thousands of years. Expectantly he looked up at the gigantic space ship that was noiselessly hovering above them, ready to receive the prize. When the aliens had arrived he had known that the time had finally come. Macleod seemed to have known it as well. At least they had met on top of the Empire State Building, the building that was directly beneath the giant space ship, as if they had had an appointment. They had passed through security unhindered, ignoring the warning signs everywhere that this area of the building was closed off to visitors. There had been no one around to stop them.
"So this is it, Cortes," Macleod had greeted him.
They were the last. All the others had been killed throughout the centuries, and not just a few of them by himself. And Macleod had not been idle either, though Cortes had never understood how the Scot managed to always pick the most dangerous opponents.
"This is it," he had replied. "The Gathering."
Without another word he had attacked.
It seemed like the battle had lasted for hours, though in reality it had been only minutes – maybe ten. In the end he had won and he had severed Macleod's head with a clean swipe of the blade from his neck. The Quickening was the most powerful he had ever gone through.
And now he was waiting for his prize. For a moment he wondered what this 'prize' was, what he had fought for all his immortal life. None of the other Immortals had ever been able to answer this question, but they had fought for it nevertheless. All he knew was that he would then be more powerful than any human on earth.
Cortes looked up as the middle of the space ship suddenly slid open. He raised his arms and greeted the bright, greenish light cascading out of the round hole in the center of the ship. The hole opened more and it looked like a flower blossoming. The light increased.
Suddenly eight bolts of pure light coalesced into one incredibly bright pillar in the center of the opening.
Now was the time. The prize was his.

The Empire State Building was the first building of New York to be destroyed by the heat ray of the aliens.

Today was the 2nd of July.