Pillars of Magic: Paradox

A History Lesson

Mewni's morning began as countless others had before it. The sky was a vibrant shade of blue with hardly any clouds dotting its canvas, the birds were chattering back and forth to each other between the leaves of lush trees, and the people of the city were going about their daily rituals with the same monotonous rhythm that took them to and from work or school, same as any other weekday.

But the morning had only merely started the same as any other. All of its generic, charming tedium was broken by the shrill sounds of ambulances carrying with them their multi-color swirling lights. The birds bolted from the trees as the calm was shattered; people in the streets began to shout. Alarm sirens were ringing and teenagers were screaming. A pool of people flooded out of a school going every which way, not knowing where to flee, only that the light was blinding and fear compelled them to keep moving as quickly as possible in whatever direction they could.

The police first on the scene tried to corral the students as best they could away from the building, though they weren't yet organized. A special forces unit was immediately deployed inside the school, leaving the basic officers to handle the pandemonium outside. There had been an obvious explosion, tearing a chunk away from the front of the building. The smoke had billowed up to haze over the formerly pristine sky for a mile. Mewmans from the surrounding area drifted around the edges of the chaos, gasping and crying, unable to turn their eyes away yet unsure how to take in the scene unfolding before them.

More whistles filled the air as firemen arrived at the scene, along with a barrage of vehicles chauffeuring panicked parents who barely waited for the cars to stop before jumping out and rushing towards the disaster. First responders were immediately overwhelmed and called in for backup on their lapel communicators, trying to juggle between holding the parents back and getting the wounded to safety.

The entire scene was anarchy.

Out of the amassed crowd pushed a woman with straight black hair, so silky it fell down to her shoulders like ink. She wore a fancy suit and jacket and surveyed the area as she went, jostling between anxious parents and gawkers alike. The throng was trying to be held back by a single policeman, but he couldn't stop everyone from getting through and running towards the school, and couldn't stop her either. She dodged under his arm and a couple parents followed behind her, soon many more pushing back against the swamped officer.

"Hurry Buffy! We wanna get this shot before they get the restraint beams up!" She had called back to a large monster loosely resembling a top-heavy bullrog. He was carefully trying to get through the people with a large spherical device clamped atop his shoulder. It was roughly the size of an Earth basketball, covered in a puzzle-matrix of metallic components.

"Excuse me, pardon me," he kept saying as he unwittingly knocked into people to his left and right. Most of the mewmans only came up to his chest.

"Just get over here!"

He accidently stepped on the officer's foot with his own webbed one as he quickly jostled to get past.

"Aghh!" the officer shouted with a growl. "This area isn't secure! You're not permitted beyond this point!" The officer continued to rail but the monster was already making his way after the woman.

"Very sorry!" Buffrog shouted back.

There was little the officer could do to stop him, his arms too busy trying to hold back the crush of people bearing down on him, several more managing to get by.

Some students were still coming out of the building, tripping over the debris and pieces of wall, covered in cuts and abrasions. Several were covered so thickly by pallid dust there wasn't any color to their hair, skin, or clothes; and some remained completely untouched by it. They exited out side doors or even broken windows.