Ok, this is my first attempt at a non-fanfiction, so forgive me if I screw it up. Also my first time writing a prologue that actually deserves the title, so bear with me. As for the title, I have no idea, it just came to me.

Demon Bound

Prologue

By LanHikari2000x

Twenty-two years.

It’s been twenty-two years since the Demons first appeared.

The year was 2228, and their appearance nearly destroyed what was left of Earth’s natural ecosystem. They brought with them a device called the Zhaun’ol. Using this and the Voiryen energy it emitted, the terraformed

South America into what the humans came to call the Dead Lands; a rocky area of underground caves and sulfur vents, nearly uninhabitable to humans but perfect for the Demons.

For the next two years, the Demons kept mostly to themselves in the Dead Lands - outside of the occasional attacks by rogues and outcasts – and the rest of the world waited tensely to see what these new creatures would do.

In the end it was the humans who launched the first real attack. Three bombs, each powerful enough to set off a chain reaction that could wipe out all life on the planet, were launched at the center of the Dead Lands.

It was an attack of desperation.

No one could have predicted the outcome.

None of the bombs ever exploded; instead their energy was siphoned into the Zhaun’ol, increasing its output to cover most of southern and western North America. Millions died.

Soon after, the Demons presented their deal. Two Demons and the leaders of the most powerful nations left on Earth met in neutral territory on the edge of the Dead Lands.

The proposition was simple: the human population to live and the governments would be left intact, on the understanding that all humans belonged to the Demons, or the entire human race would be annihilated.

Five of the world’s most powerful men and women died that night.

It is now May 23, 2250, the twentieth aniversity of the beginning of the war between out two races. It’s also my birthday.

My name is Bryon Parks and today is my sixteenth birthday; the day my life went to Hell –literally.

TBC

Well, there it is. For anyone interested, ‘voiryen’ and ‘zhaun’ol’ are just the singular and plural of ‘book’, not that it matters; I just wanted something that sounded right, and they worked. Anyway, someone please tell me if this is worth continuing.