Author's Note: Hello! I know I haven't been on in ages. I'm doing Nanowrimo right now. This is actually my nano story. I can't guarantee quick updates, unfortunately.
Anyway, this is my sequel to an earlier story, Trouble at Sea. I suggest you read that first if you haven't already. This is just the preface, so it's pretty short. The next chapters will be longer.
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THE COMPLEX
PREFACE
Long after the busy walkways of EPCOT emptied out, a green-skinned fairy paced back and forth at Club Cool, an international beverage store where guests could "cool off" while sampling various Coca-Cola products from around the world.
As the name suggested, Club Cool was one of the more heavily air conditioned locations in the park. It was a place where the woman could hide without causing too much suspicion. She grimaced as she stepped into a puddle of soda. When she had control of the parks, messes like this would not be tolerated.
The temperature dropped as a large blue-black beast lurked into the room. Like many Disney Villains, Chernabog had a tendency to affect the climate of the area he was in. But of course, none of them could do it to quite the degree of the woman in front of him, the self-proclaimed "Mistress of All Evil" herself, Maleficent.
"Hello, boss." Maleficent greeted when she saw him. The beast merely nodded in return; he was not one for conversation. Few knew the sound of his voice because of it. "Our scouts have found a lead." She informed him, a vicious smile forming on her lips. "The old man is aware of it, as well. Everything is going according to plan."
"Good," Chernabog answered in his deep voice. "Are you sure he will follow as you want him to?"
"Well, of course I can't be certain," Maleficent said in a tone that made it obvious she didn't have the slightest doubt. "but so far it appears so. We'll have him playing right in to our hands soon enough."
Chernabog nodded again. He glanced out of one of the many windows in the building: there was no one outside to hear what they were about to discuss. "And the spy?" He questioned. "How can you be positive no one will notice their enchantment?" At this, Maleficent's grin grew even larger.
"Grimhilde has found a spell that will allow us complete control of one's actions. So long as we don't make them do anything out of the ordinary, no one will suspect a thing. Those 'keepers' won't know what hit them." She paused, pensive. "This better work." She mumbled. "We can't afford to fail again…"
Outside, thunder rumbled. Rain poured down in heaps. Across Orlando, people tossed and turned in their beds, trying their best to ignore the storm. No one—not even a band of holographic teens—knew about the conversation. None of them knew what had happened to bring them there, and they certainly didn't know what was to come.
Two weeks from now, nothing would be the same. Not for the Kingdom Keepers, not for Walt Disney World, and definitely not for the world waiting outside.