The Weather Incarnates Gathering


Part Four
Storm

Storm was running like she had been her whole life. Her friends and family called her David because of her striking resemblance to David Bowie in the film Labyrinth, apart from her eyes, which were the colour of an ever moving dark cloud with an ever changing pattern that moved like forked lightening that seemed to strike the pupil like the Earth. Well, back when she had friends and her family had not forced her out of her home when they tried to kill her.
She had ran from her village and had been doing this ever since. She used to stay in one place for long periods of time, only to find out why she should not do that. That had almost killed her. It had been hard for her to find a safe place for her to sleep. This had caused her to be thinner and shorter than she should have been and the bags under her eyes gave her a defiant look that scared off other homeless teens her age so she had learnt to keep to herself and enjoy her own company.
Then suddenly five months ago she had a suddenly got this almost irresistible erg to return to her home town, however, she was far too smart to entertain this. Then as the months had gone on she could feel that the erg had become stronger and stronger. She knew that as the months followed she could feel that it would become unbearable and she would find herself giving into it, despite her self preservation.
She reached the motorway and looked at the cars that whipped passed her, however only mildly effecting her hedgehog hair. She blinked a few times as her long fringe hit her eyeballs. She knew that moving it out of the way was useless. So she moved to the side and she flipped out her thumb, hoping to get a ride to the next town.
A red bug pulled up in front of her. She looked into it to see who was inside. Her eyes widened in shock. Her aunt June pointed a gun at her and gave her a pleasant smile with her thin red lips. Her dry blue eyes narrowed in spite. Storm could see her one beautiful blond hair was now dirty and greasy.
As her eyes looked beside her she could see her uncle Dill. His once brunette hair was now grey and his grey eyes were now looking at her with crazed look.
“Get in the car David.” she said with a pleasant high pitched voice. Storm let a long sigh through her nostrils and found herself returning the smile. As she climbed into the bug.
“How've you been girl?” Dill asked.
“I have been well and alive. Why, how have you been and wherever is mother and father?” she asked copying the pleasantries.
“Oh, July and Bill's taking care of these two twins who's a Weather Incarnate like you.” she explained. “In the village that mother moved to I believe.”
“Weather Incarnates? Is that why you've been trying to hunt me down and kill me?” she snapped.
“Yes,we've all been training and let my say, our god know their stuff!” her uncle exclaimed.
“'Gods'? They are no such thing! They are only here for vengeance and they hardly care for you!” she scoffed.
“How dare you! You're not worth the dirt beneath their feet!” her uncle shouted.
“No! They're not worth the dirt beneath my pigs feet!” Storm laughed. “And the sooner that you realise that the better.”
Then the clouds had become darker and thicker as her anger was rising. Her June opened her mouth to speak but Storm put up her hand to show that she was not done.
“And don't you start Aunt June, after all you can hardly deny that it's rather odd that they have asked you to kill one of your own and others like me, when if they really were god they could zap me on the drop of a-”
“Shut up you piece of dirt! You are the reason why they have no home! And they have told us that, that is exactly what will happen with this world. You, no, all of you people, are the destroyers of all the world that you are reincarnated into.” her aunt interrupted. That was when the sound of thunder banged like God was playing the drums.
“Oh please how can we? How do you know that? You don't even know me, you don't even know the others either so how can you trust those people over your own niece?”
That was when her uncle burst out laughing.
“They warned us, they said that you would try and do anything to keep yourself alive and to tempt us from believing the truth.” he commented and soon she saw a gigantic golden light. Storm closed her eyes. She felt herself lift from her seat. She then heard a deafening cry. Crash! She was rolling painfully.
When her eyes opened her aunt and uncle's eyes reflected in the window were open unblinking and unmoving. Their blood flowed above her head. She looked up to her seatbelt she clicked the belt free. She fell into the shallow pool and used her legs to crack the screen and crawled out of the cutting hole. When she spun around and crawled back and raced away which was struck by lightening causing the bug to explode.
Her eyes slid to a man dressed in black as he raised a gun to her. Before she could think she was on her feet and running. She heard him fire before she felt pain in her arm. She looked back and could see that he was walking to catch up with her. She soon ran into a forest hoping to loose him in the trees. When she looked back she could see that he was still there but at a great distance. Seeing this opportunity she climbed one of them. She then heard a branch snap from behind. She looked back, whoever he was had the same idea as her. Soon their eyes met she could see that his eyes green as hers widened. She spun and jumped across to the tree opposite and hugged the branch as she spotted the man just two trees away!
She could hear the drums of thunder and knew that lightening was about to strike. She could see it in her minds eye. She used her arms to swing to the one that was on the other side. She landed as the tree that she was on a moment ago was struck and set alight. She dropped and ran from the fire as the other man also dropped and ran through the fire not even getting a single ember on him! She was soon not just running from him but from the fire too! She ran and ran as her already hurting lungs started to fill with smoke. She could feel a fit of coughs coming from her throat which she had to suppress as her eyes stung releasing a stream of tears on her ash coating face. As the fire grew and the smoke clouded her vision it became increasingly difficult to know where the man was.
She soon found herself out of the burning forest and being greeted by a gun. Quickly she smacked the hand away as a gun fired into her shoulder and sat where the bones were rendering it useless. She kicked him away from her and ran on and found a motorway. She saw a low street light and started to climb. Using her useless arm as a grip she climbed like up it. She looked to see where the man was and he was running as he was she could see that he was limping. She spotted a lorry coming and timed it and dropped down onto it then she heard more thunder and lightening struck like crazy. Her vision blurry the last she saw of the man was being zapped by a bolt as everything turned to black her hand clutched tightly to the edge...

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