IX - Stormlings

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Within a few seconds the room was filled with the sound of alarm bells. Angelo grabbed my shoulder and pushed me forward as he ran to the blue door in the back of the hall. 

"What's happening?" I shouted.

"Stormlings!" I could barely hear Angelo through the noise. "They're invading the building!"

By the time we reached the door, the breeze had grown into a hurricane. Waves of water came through the raster and washed over us. Angelo raised his hands to shield us from the water and the wind. I opened the door- and saw three ninja-like figures in the control room.

"Stormlings!" Angelo growled, like it was a curse.

"Shinelings!" the Stormling near the table said, imitating Angelo's tone. "Long time, no seen, mister team leader! And I see you got another pet kitten in your little blanket fort?" He gestured to me.

"I'm not weak." I said, clenching my hands into fists and taking a step forward.

"Oh really?" the woman on the right now laughed. "Show me your lightning if you dare!" She started walking towards me, slowly but surely, until our noses nearly touched. I moved not an inch.

"You are not worthy of seeing my lightning." I said calmly.  "Leave this building, before I get annoyed; I'm willing and able to roast you from the inside."

The smile on her face faded away. I even saw a sparkle of fear in her eyes.

"She's bluffing!" the guy at the table said. 

"Willing to take the risk?" I slowly turned to him, and stared right into his eyes. "I can tell you, it doesn't feel very good if the water in your brain is boiling." I pointed at him, like I had seen others point at things to control them. 

"No! No! Don't!" he screamed, and ducked under the desk. 

I lowered my hand, but kept staring at him. "Call your Stormlings back and leave this building." I said. "Anyone who's left in three minutes will die." 

He nodded. He grabbed his phone and with shaking hands he typed a message. I stretched my neck to check what he was typing. 

"Stop the invasion- we're overpowered in the control room, section 3H." 

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