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THE EARTH GIVES WAY TO
THE SEA,
THE SEA BOWS BEFORE THE
WIND,
THE WIND FEEDS THE
FLAME,
THE
FLAME BURNS THE WORLD OF MAN DOWN TO THE EARTH.
The
sleepy town of White Halls harbors a dangerous secret. On a picturesque street,
two houses down from a lovely little park, in a quaint little home with a
wraparound porch, lives a family that seems rather normal. Sure, their
twenty-year-old son, Xander, still lives at home, but he's going to college and
dating the leader of the schools top sorority. It's all very... normal. However, when a man is miraculously saved
from being hit by a bus, Xander's life turns in to the living embodiment of the
tornadoes he can suddenly create with a flick of his wrist. Whether he wants
this gift or not, Xander must learn to use his new 'super power' quickly if he
wants to survive. For his kind is a
dying race, and when this sleepy town has a sudden influx of new, blonde, fire
wielders, no one is safe, especially Xander. It doesn't help that one of these
blondes happens to be the most beautiful girl he has ever seen. Xander can't deny
the instant connection he feels to her so, when she tries to kill him, it
certainly makes things complicated.
Excerpt from Wind
Warrior (From Chapter 15, Secondary Characters- Sean and Jessica):
Sean pulled back the curtain and
glanced outside the window for the hundredth time that day. Nothing obscured his view of the parking lot
and the road beyond. Despite the densely
parked cars in the parking lot, he saw no sign of the blonde haired fire
wielders who had attacked him and Jessica.
The strangers seemed to have gone as they came.
He let go of the curtain and let it
fall back into place. Though it seemed
as though the Fire Warriors hadn’t followed him to his apartment, Sean refused
to let go of the nervous breath he was holding.
After all the time that had passed
since the fire in the park near Xander’s house, no one had heard from his best
friend. On the few rare occasions in
which Sean ventured out from his apartment, he had asked some of Xander’s former
classmates if they had seen him, which none had. He hadn’t been to the school nor returned to
his parent’s home. His friend had, for
all intents and purposed, vanished.
Pushing himself off the couch, Sean
walked toward the kitchen. His
refrigerator was running dangerously low of food but there was always food to
make into a decent snack. He knew the
jokes Xander would make about eating as a nervous habit but Sean felt justified
in being nervous.
As he opened the refrigerator and
started pulling out lunchmeat, he heard a gentle knock on the door. He froze, his hand unmoving around the
plastic turkey container.
“Go away,” he whispered into the
room.
He didn’t know who was at the door
but he honestly didn’t care. He doubted
Xander would knock so gingerly and no one else would be bringing him good
news.
Sean slid the turkey package out of
the refrigerator as quietly as possible and softly closed the door. Logically, he knew that the person on the
other side of the door couldn’t hear his refrigerator closing. Normal people couldn’t hear that, he had to
remind himself. His best friend could
control the wind. The people that were
hunting him could throw fire from their hands.
There was no telling if super hearing was another of their hidden super
powers.
As he reached toward the stack of
bread, the same person knocked again at the door. Glancing around nervously, his eyes fell on
the bottle opener magnet hanging from the fridge. Sean pulled it off the fridge and held it in
front of him defensively. He left the
kitchen and walked toward the door.
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