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PrologueRight. I don't know how I would format the chapter in HTML, so I'm not even going to try. As such, descriptions will be here and the chapter itself will follow, instead of the other way around... sorryPrologue by SBaneN
Anyway, this is the Prologue of Dragon Riders: Continuity Epsilon, written by myself, SBaneN, with dialogue given by other authors of Continuity Epsilon.
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"We're here!" Kari exclaimed. Then she gasped. "Oh no... no, no, no! It can't be!"
"Great," I said. "What is... it..."
I gasped as well. All around the village was the same flowers from the forest. Skeletons were all over the place. The buildings were made of wood, and looked fine, undamaged.
"Oh my," Rosie muttered. "They're... dead..."
"The flowers!" Kari exclaimed. "They did this! We can't take off our gas masks at all."
"They must have starved to death, having slept for who knows how long," I said. "You can find out how long ago they died, right?"
"I've been here last week!" Kari said. "Something's going on, and I want to know what it is!"
"Quiet," Rosie whispered. "Over there, that moving yellow thing..."
I looked. True enough, there were some yellow humanoid creatures walking around. They carried a large canister or cylinder or something on their back. "Wait here," I whispered to the duo. I sneaked off into the village to eavesdrop.
"Mission complete," o
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I started coughing. Something in the room I was in smelled like bleach... it smelled horrible. I could barely see past the yellow-green mist in the room. I covered my face with my hand and tried to find a window, but there was none.
"Breathe, little girl!" a demonic voice shouted. "Breathe as much of the chlorine as you can!"
Chlorine... I couldn't remember... what was chlorine? I tried feeling my way around. There was something soft on a nearby table. Now I couldn't see at all anymore. I coughed even more. I heard familiar, scary sounds...
"I don't think these voice modulators work well with gas masks," a different voice spoke. It sounded calm, caring... serene.
"Silence!" the demonic voice boomed. "This young girl will die in agony!"
"She can't die, remember?" the serene voice replied. "Neither can her sister. The closest thing to death that they will ever get is by going into a coma, or by dying of old age. Their bloodline limit holds that much power."
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