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Lightning flashed across the sky illuminating the entire forest. A furious clap of thunder followed. Rain was pouring down hard. The trees were fighting against the wind, barely managing to stay rooted to the ground. Leaves,twigs, and rocks were flying everywhere. It was impossible to walk in the storm without getting hit by some random object.

Thunder crashed and boomed. Frightened animals tried to run away only to be lifted up by the wind. It was the worst storm this ancient land had ever endured. During the midst of this chaos an old woman and twelve children sat on the floor of the forest. They seemed completely fine with the current weather.

The rain and the wind hit them with all their might but it barely bothered them. For eons they had been trapped in this accursed place, but today they would finally be free. Thousands of years of scheming and plotting. Countless nights spent dreaming up revenge for the one who had trapped them here.

They all were sitting around a huge puddle. Rain poured down on it, splashing the cold water on the woman and the children. The puddle was no ordinary puddle. Instead of reflecting the raging sky above, it showed cities. The cities changed to cars. The cars changed to boats and the beach. It was,of course, a portal to the mortal world.

Ripples spread across the puddles surface. The images fading,about to disappear. The old woman looked at the children. They were gazing at the puddle transfixed. As if they could hardly believe their eyes. The woman cleared her throat. All twelve children looked up,and a look of understanding passed between the woman and the children. There was no need for words,they all understood what needed to be done.

The children began to glow. Brighter and brighter they glowed,almost illuminating the entire forest. They hummed with energy,and every animal in the forest could feel it. Some more than others. When they were at the peak of their power,for one glorious moment the storm stopped. Then the light began to fade away, and the storm resumed. Then the light faded away completely.

Laying on the ground where the children were sitting were twelve golden and silver were engraved with ancient words of power. The woman quickly gathered them all up. They were extremely hot, but that didn't bother the old woman. She kneeled in front of the puddle, and held out her arms. She dropped the keys into the puddle. They broke through the surface of the puddle, and into the mortal world.

The woman laughed as the keys were scattered across the entire Earth. She was so drunk with her own victory she failed to notice one of the keys falling into Tarturus. The images faded away, and soon the puddle was just an ordinary puddle. Reflecting the sky above.

End of Chapter 1

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