The Weather Incarnates Black Weather


Part Five
Black-Bow


Rainbow knew that it would be her soon and knew exactly what to do when she saw the black grey and white arch in the sky. She felt a pulling inside of her and left without saying a word. She cracked her knuckles and neck and then stretched. Then she walked to where her body was tugging her to go. She slowed down her breathing and took control of her rapidly beating heart. Which helped to bring everything to her frontal lobe, as Weather would say, that her mother Johanna had taught her in their many training sessions. (Weather and the old woman were in charge of the more educational things, although Snow was a good medic teacher.)
When she arrived she saw a boy her age and just like the others he too was black. Judging by his deadened eyes he too was just like her, but unlike her he was under mind control. Her heart had to go out to this guy for the only crime that he had ever committed was being born into a family that was the opposite to the gender and colour to this group of Weather Incarnate, just like her crime was only being one.
However, you were never under any kind of mind control like he is under at the moment. She reminded herself as she dropped to her fighting stance.
He then walked up to her like a drone and looked her dead in her multicoloured eyes. She did the same with his grey and black eyes. She could not help but notice that they were dead after his and his sibling's time of being experimented on. She knew that the other Weather Incarnates did not notice this about them but she did, for she remembered how she too had such eyes the first time she had ever seen them. She knew how those eyes felt and how little emotion would be attached to them.
“Rainbow? Before we start, I would like to ask, who let colour back into your life?” he asked. Rainbow closed her eyes in dread. He may not have known the meaning behind that question, but she did. Only one person used that question, and he would do it to shut her down psychologically whenever the scientists wanted to preform extremely painful experiments on her. Fortunately this past year her mother ad been giving her training to prevent it from taking any effect on her. She took a long breath and when her eyes opened she was more focused that she would have ever thought possible.
She dived in with a head butt to the chin and drove her fist into his gut. She winced as she quickly realised that was a mistake and as proof he lifted his knee quickly in between her legs. Ignoring the pain, she used the force that attack gave her to grip his shoulders and flipped over him and dug her knee into the centre of his back. This caused them to fall and roll over several times. She just stopped and was able to look back in time to catch a foot and throw it back. She then spun her body around to cause him to fall to the ground, however he landed on top of her. Like a serpent's strike his hands wrapped around her neck like a crab he squeezed.
As he choked her and bashed her head on the ground below. Her hands danced around like a spider looking for something to use and the first thing that she felt she picked up and bashed it across his temple just in time to keep herself from loosing consciousness. She almost ait on her breath as she forced him away from her and quickly got to her feet.
She waited until Black-Bow to get up on his feet before she made her next move, which turned out to be another mistake, for he used the attack that she had and knocked her back on the ground. Her eyes skimmed the black stone that she had used before her arms latched out and put her arms around his neck and hit him between the legs.
She hated seeing herself do this but she knew that she had to get this guy unconscious so when she let go she immediately checked his pulse.
Good, it's still there, but it won't be until I get him back to the others. So she carried him home.
Later when he woke up he spat something out. His injuries were plastered and bandaged up.
“I am so sorry for that.” Rainbow apologised.
“No, beautiful woman, if there's anybody that has to be sorry it's me.” he said.
“'Beautiful'?” she repeated startled that anyone would call her that. She knew that she was not ugly but in had never occurred to her that she was beautiful. This was also the first that was not her family that had hurt her that had ever apologised.
“No.” she said more seriously.
But you are! You are the most-”
I was not saying that about your complement. I meant that it's not you that has to be sorry. It's those Weatherless freaks!”
He looked aside and nodded.

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