It was a beautiful morning in early spring. The earth and light elements were beginning to emerge from their long slumber into the world once again, as darkness's power faded. All was well in the realm-for the moment.
The Council was having a meeting, discussing the upcoming apocalypse that they were certain was coming. One of the youngest members of the Council of Elders and one of the oldest were currently locked in a verbal spar about where to send the princesses and their guardians once the storm of Chaos hit.
"I'm telling you, Oracleon is a perfectly suitable planet! It has every comfort the Twelve could ever wish for!"
"But Earth is full of life, and Oracleon is barren and abandoned. So it is a shadowed planet, yes, but at least it has a humanoid species of life!"
Taurus, the older elder, glared at the younger. "There is no way we are sending them to a shadowed planet! Chaos has its sights set on Earth, you know that as well as I do, Aquila!"
"You only want to send them there because you are the one who will be escorting them and you've always desired to go to that horrid planet!" she snapped.
Polaris, the head of the council, had been watching the exchange with narrowed eyes. "Enough!" he cried, rising. The two feuding council members quickly sat down, still glaring at each other. "I have made my decision. The Twelve shall go to Earth. It is the most lively planet and they shall most likely be protected better there than anywhere else, simply due to the sheer size of the population. Meeting adjourned."
The Council members filed out, Aquila smirking at Taurus as she went, closing the door behind her. As the Council members returned to their homes by various means, the brunette took a moment to appreciate the lovely blooms of spring....
And screamed, horrified, as the skies rained fire and Chaos unto Faybourne.