(UNDER HEAVY EDITING!!) Stellar Serenade: Cosmic Connections

Chapter 15: A Storm of Stars

The astral storm begins as a celestial symphony, a cacophony of cosmic energies colliding in a chaotic dance. It's a spectacle that defies earthly understanding, a celestial orchestra playing a symphony of chaos across the expansive canvas of the astral realm.

The winds, charged with celestial fury, howl through the cosmic void. These ethereal gales carry the whispers of distant stars and the echoes of celestial forces clashing, creating a celestial melody that reverberates through the astral storm.

Lightning streaks across the astral storm, illuminating the celestial canvas with bursts of otherworldly radiance. The lightning dances between celestial clouds, casting fleeting shadows that reveal the celestial drama unfolding within the tempest.

Swirling clouds, agitated by the astral winds, form intricate patterns of celestial chaos. These nebulous formations twist and turn, creating celestial vortices that seem to devour and birth celestial energies in a perpetual cycle of creation and destruction.

The astral storm is bathed in celestial colors of unparalleled brilliance. Hues of cosmic blue, ethereal violet, and shimmering silver blend seamlessly, painting the celestial firmament in a celestial tapestry that captures the essence of the astral realm's majesty.

Within the astral storm, a rain of stardust descends. These ethereal particles, borne by the celestial winds, create a celestial mist that glows with the residual energies of distant galaxies. The stardust rains down like celestial blessings, enveloping everything in its celestial glow.

Amidst the astral storm, celestial figures seem to dance within the celestial chaos. These astral entities, ephemeral and enigmatic, move with the fluidity of cosmic energy, their celestial forms adding an ethereal layer to the celestial spectacle.

"ITS THE STORM!! TAKE COVER!!!" Clarinet and Xyn screeched.

"WHAT IN THE RA?! THERES NOTHING TO TAKE COVER!!" Horus shouted.

"ANOMEDAN AND SYRA, COVER ARAL AND XYN, CLARINET, CAN YOU GROW US A TREE? A VERY BIG MANGROVE TREE!" Luminara ordered.

The group quickly shifted, Luminara helped Clarinet speed up the growth of a mangrove tree whilst Anomedan and Syra covered the group with their wings as Clarinet harnessed her telekinetic abilities, the air around her crackled with an otherworldly energy. Her focus turned to a small, sapling mangrove tree, and with a gentle yet commanding gesture, she began to weave her magic into the very essence of nature. 

Clarinet's telekinetic prowess manifested in subtle ripples in the air. An invisible force, unseen but deeply felt, began to stir the surroundings as she channeled her magic into the dormant energy of the environment.

As Clarinet's telekinetic abilities intensified, a whirlwind of stardust enveloped the mangrove sapling. The ethereal particles danced around the tree, carrying the celestial touch of Clarinet's magic and setting the stage for the arboreal transformation.

With a delicate finesse, Clarinet's telekinetic grasp extended to the roots and branches of the sapling. The unseen hands of her magic gently cradled the tree, connecting with its very essence and coaxing it to awaken.

The mangrove tree responded to Clarinet's telekinetic influence with a celestial hum of growth. It echoed through the air, a harmonious blend of earthly vitality and cosmic energy as the tree embraced the magic coursing through its structure.

The mangrove's branches stretched and intertwined in a telekinetic ballet of expansion. Each leaf unfurled with grace, bathed in the celestial energies that Clarinet channeled, creating a celestial canopy that reached toward the astral expanse above.

Beneath the surface, the telekinetic dance continued as the roots of the mangrove delved deep into the soil. Clarinet's magic guided them with a celestial precision, establishing a connection with the very heart of the earth, intertwining the celestial and terrestrial realms.

The foliage of the mangrove bore astral patterns, a celestial tapestry woven by Clarinet's magic. Celestial symbols and constellations adorned the leaves, creating a living representation of the cosmic forces she harnessed to nurture the tree's growth.

"EVERYBODY, UNDER THE FREAKING TREE!" Clarinet shouted, and quickly the entire group huddled under the tree as the storm passed through. "I told those imbeciles to call off the storm. Son of a shoe-" Xyn muttered. "What?! You could've spared me rush growing a freaking mangrove tree if you just spoke to them politely?!" Clarinet argued. "Hey! It's not my fault they didn't listen!!" Xyn argued. "YOU SHOULD'VE MADE THEM LISTEN-" Clarinet screeched. "YOU EXPECT ME TO FORCE THE WEATHER DANCERS INTO JUST STOPPING THEIR JOB?!" Xyn shouted. "WELL YOU COULD'VE DONE SO-"

"ENOUGH!" Anomedan, Luminara, and Aral shouted in unison. The entire group fell silent a second later. "Sorry." Xyn grumbled. "You should be" Clarinet hissed. A hooded person wearing a tight navy tailcoat and black flare pants, there was a silver chain around their waist and they were wearing a metallic silver mask with two black eye holes and a large navy colored streak of thunder across one eye, silky white strands of hair peered through and flowed down to the masked person's shoulders. The masked person had three luminescent wing blades floating to her left side, once silver, one navy, and the last one was black. 

Another person was with them, but they were taller and wore the same outfit but in colors of baby blue, white, and gold. Their mask was baby blue and had a cloud shaped mark on one eye, and the eyeholes were a gray. They had two glowing wing blades in the colors white and baby blue. 

"Hello Thunder, and Cloud. I was wondering if you could call off the Astral Storm? The visitors with us must be treated as welcomed guests" Clarinet said calmly. "We would-" Thunder said, "We really would" Cloud continued, "But it's just so fun" They said in unison. Thunder's voice was confident and strong, and had a Spanish accent, Cloud's voice was soft and comforting, and they had a British accent. "You have to call it off, bring Rain, HeatWave, Hail, Snow, and Wind, let me talk to them" Clarinet asked, despite her face looking calm and content, Luminara could see the impatience flickering through.

Cloud and Thunder turned around, talking to each other discreetly. "I'll go get them, Cloud will stay here" Thunder said, running out towards the others whom were dancing midst the storm. "Uh... hi" Cloud said shyly. "Who's this bozo?" Horus said. Aral's head slowly tilted to look back at Horus, and had another fight in some other ancient language with Horus, and his face went from confident to annoyed. "I'm sorry whatever your name is- fluff ball?" Horus grumbled. A second later a group of the Weather Dancers came in. Rain was wearing the colors Blue, light blue, and white, with a droplet of water as a mark. HeatWave was wearing red, orange, and yellow, and had a flame mark. Hail was wearing blue, white, and baby blue, and had a diamond mark over their eyes. Snow was wearing white, baby blue, and navy, they had a snowflake as a mark. Last but not least, Wind was wearing teal, cyan, and white, and had a swirl as a mark.

"These are our guests..?" Rain asked, gesturing to them.

"They look kinda weird-" HeatWave chuckled, crossing his arms, playfully shoving Snow.

"They look interesting! Hiii!!" Hail smiled warmly, waving with the both of her hands.

"We're meant to call off our dance..." Snow whimpered, shivering.

"For them? Okay!" Wind smiled, putting an arm over hail's shoulder. 

"So it's settled?" Clarinet asked. 

"Yep!" Hail said, putting her arm over Wind's shoulder.

"What do we get in return?" HeatWave smirked, pushing snow as some sort of signal.

"Y-yeah?-" Snow mumbled.

"We don't need to charge them" Wind sighed.

"Why not?" Rain said.

"Because their our guests-" Cloud answered.

"-and they know about Nocturnis" Thunder said, Luminara couldn't see her face but she knew it was a look of pure determination.