MCSM: Forgotten Demons (sequel to A World Unwound) [HIATUS]

~Prologue~

holy shit this is only the prologue and it's already over 2000 words

dammit

and I wasn't going to publish this until I had fully decided which characters to use, but since it's MCSM's second anniversary, I just had to 

enjoy

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It was just before dawn, and everything was silent. The crescent moon offered little light, but the stars were brighter than seemed possible.

It was a night for possibilities, for hope, for adventure.

Or for betrayal and imprisonment. In this case, it was the latter.

The night was lit up by a million sparks, colored light flying into the sky. A solid BOOM echoed through the silence, as though the earth itself was splitting open.

Or slamming shut.

A group of people shielded their eyes from the blast, some of them already questioning their decision.

"This isn't going to hold them forever." A dark-haired woman warned. The others took her words to heart, knowing that she well might've used her ability to see the future to make that prediction.

"Of course not. No prison, no matter how secure, can last forever. But at least it won't be opened by natural causes." A young man with a bright shock of teal hair assured.

An older woman with short dark green hair huffed. "So all it will take is one well-informed fool to undo all our hard work."

"You know it will take much, much more than that to undo everything." A blonde woman scolded. "This stage of the experiment has been going so well. With any luck, no one will ever discover this incarceration."

"Adaria, you're an idiot." A red-eyed man snapped at her. "You know how mortals are. So curious about everything. Someone is bound to find this place eventually."

"But they won't know what it means. Even if they stumble upon this by accident, they won't have the knowledge to open it. And even if they do, we'll still be here to fix it. Or for all we know, maybe one day there will be heroes capable of slaying the monsters." The blonde woman argued.

"If that is true, then they will be heroes even greater than us." The dark-haired woman said softly.

"Ha! No one will ever come close! This experiment might be the most successful yet, but none of the future heroes will live up to our greatness." The teal-haired young man boasted.

Adaria lifted her head to meet his eyes, the moonlight making her blonde hair shine silver. "We don't know, Eril. That's the fun of the experiments: everything turns out different each time. Everything falls apart a different way."

"I'll say." The green-haired woman commented. "This is easily the most interesting set so far, if all the futures play out like we expect them to."

"I don't know...I mean yes, Lorai, I agree, but we've seen a fair share of 'interesting' sets go completely wrong. No matter what we expect and manipulate, there's always variables. So many variables." The dark-haired woman mused. This prompted a loud snort from the red-eyed man who had chastised Adaria.

"Oh yes, Nadira. 'Variables'. More like 'things that could go massively wrong if we let them'."

Nadira shot him a disapproving glare. "But we don't let them. We know what could go wrong, and we prevent it before it can mess everything up."