(Help!!! In the parentheses below where it says something, I need help thinking of a word. The original word was radiated but that sounds stupid.)
Prologue... Shadows
Twelve cloaked figures stood in a circle; the walls surrounding them were illuminated by a strange blue glow, pulsing as if it were alive. The tallest figure stepped forward into the middle of the circle and the twelve others bowed their heads in reverence.
"Our last attempts were, unfortunately, in vain," He growled in an inhumanly perfect voice.
"The Shadows aren't trying hard enough. We're running out of time!" Another figure said, his tone trembling slightly in fear of being reprimanded. The tallest one laughed.
"Yes, but we have all the time in the world," He chuckled. "The moment it dies, it will be reborn; so it's age will not be a problem." Suddenly the humor drained from his voice as he stopped laughing, and held up a gloved hand to snap his finigers quietly. A large wisp of blue and green smoke drifted in from an arched opening in one of the walls; hovering several feet above the ground and quivering.
"Yes... sir?" The voice (something) from the cloud, fear emanating from the very core of the sound.
"I want you to tell me.... How is it possible that you could fail... again?" The tallest cloaked figure hissed, his voice filled with calm rage.
"I tried, sir, but the population has increased so rapidly... there are hundreds of millions of people and we are looking only for one... and it has become much more difficult to transport them here." The voice came from the whisp of smoke, which was now darting back and forth nervously.
"DO NOT fail me again or you will severely regret it!" The tallest one's voice was losing it's calm and the rage in it was becoming more prominent. The whisp of smoke quickly darted out the opening again and the room was silent for several more moments, until one of the cloaked figures spoke.
"And if he fails?" He asked quietly.
The tallest one laughed again. "We have plenty more where he came from," he said. "I could dispose of him easily. And we have all the time in the world." His voice hardened. "We have waited countless years to find it," He said. "Surely we can afford a little longer... but my patience may not last so long." Without saying another word he walked out of the circle and through the opening in the wall, and the other twelve followed him.
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