Back at headquarters, Henwy and Nico were glued to the weather forecast screen, watching meteorologists discuss the unusual weather in Barbados.
"Do you like it there? Did you feel any earthquakes? Is the weather cool?" Jerome, a news reporter, asked.
"Yeah, surprisingly it's really cool. It used to be quite hot occasionally. I like the weather though, but the Barbadians are not too pleased with it," said Zud, the weather forecaster in Barbados.
Henwy's face turned crimson. "Oh, the citizens did not just say that! The audacity! They have no idea how good they have it!" He slammed his fist on the table, his anger palpable. Nico tried to calm him down.
"Henwy, relax. It's just weather, they—"
But Henwy was inconsolable. Before Nico could even finish, Henwy injured himself deliberately, summoning the power to make it snow. In a fit of rage, he clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his palms, drawing blood. The pain seemed to fuel his anger even more. "I'll show them what real cold is!" he shouted, his eyes blazing with determination. He walked towards the console and slammed his hands onto it, causing a sudden, intense snowfall to begin in Barbados.
Nico recoiled in shock. "Henwy, what are you doing?!" he whispered, staring at the screen in disbelief as snowflakes began to blanket the tropical island.
"Henwy! Stop! You'll hurt yourself!" Nico exclaimed. Henwy just gritted his teeth and watched as the snowstorm intensified.
Meanwhile, at the weather factory, Sigils was chasing after Colton and Simeon, who were engaged in an animated discussion about Mother Nature.
"Hey! Do you know how to get to Earthly Sun Island?!" Sigils asked again. Just then, he heard a familiar mechanical groaning sound.
Sigils rounded a corner just in time to witness a horrifying scene: his beloved island, Earthly Sun Island, was crumbling, its vibrant essence falling into the Weather Dump.
"No no no!" Sigils gasped, his heart sinking. Biffle, who had been following behind, caught up and stood by Sigils, watching in silent acceptance.
"It's gone, Sigils. Happiness is gone, and loneliness has taken its place," Biffle said somberly.
Sigils forced himself to look away from the wreckage of his island. He fixed his gaze on what used to be next to it: Nico's island, Rained Stream Island, still standing in the distance. Trying to muster some hope, Sigils declared, "We'll just have to take the long way back to headquarters. We'll find a way to fix this."
Biffle groaned. "Oh yeah. The long, long, looong way. I'm ready." He lay down on the ground, offering his leg for Sigils to drag him. "There's got to be a better way to get back to headquarters fast."
"What if there was a way?" someone in the distance said.
"Huh?"
The two turned around to see a familiar face: the father of Colton and Simeon.
"Ian! Hey! What are you doing here?" Sigils asked excitedly.
"I should be asking you the same thing! I thought you were supposed to be at headquarters?" SSundee asked.
If you didn't know, SSundee is the Head of the Weather Factory, and he manages the factory with the help of his family and friends. He works with the headquarters and sends forecasts of the weather in order for them to predict it accurately.
"Well, long story short, Biffle made a new core weather orb and sucked both me and him into the weather factory and we've tried to get back to headquarters but every time we get close, the islands just... collapse!" Sigils explained.
"Hey! It's not entirely my fault!" Biffle exclaimed.
SSundee nodded, understanding the situation. "I'll tell you why."
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Tempest Tangle
General Fiction(Cover by me!) The Regulars. They were in charge of controlling the weather and are also blessed with elemental bending abilities. They have their own islands as well, just in case they weren't well so that the islands can control the weather for th...
