Blue Lightning

Chapter One: A Beginning Chapter Of A New Story!

A small cool breeze blew across the Craigieburn Forest. Leaves rustled across the ground while a Pikipek flew through the forest uphill. In the trees, a Slakoth slowly climbs along one of the branches. A Rattata is running along the grass scouring for some berries. The Pikipek comes across the small village of Norsewood. With a population of twenty-three, the small village is located on the bottom, middle left part of the Whaira region.

The peaceful village in the area of Craigieburn was facing a view of the forest which sways gently with the wind. A few houses were laying across the line of hillside each on a different level. Resting on top of the green hill was a white, brown blade and base windmill. A group of people were working on pulling vegetables out of the moist dirt while others were feeding hay out to a herd of energetic Miltank's. The Pikipek circled above the village, looking down at the people. It flew towards a two-storey house. It has a red brick roof, white wooden walls and windows covering the whole house. The bird landed on top of the roof, facing as it chirped loudly among the busy people.

Inside the house, a boy aged seventeen was laying on his messy bed reading a manga. His white, green and light blue multi-pattern (triangles, stripes, squares) duvet laid across the greyish carpet. He was resting his head on a thick pillow that had the same style as the duvet. He has tanned skin with dark brown hair and blue/green eyes. He wore a navy blue t-shirt which has a lot of small white 'x' and 'o' around the whole shirt. He wears dark scarlet pants with four pockets, two in the front and back. He stood up from his bed and walked to his window.

 Looking out of his window he yawns quietly and opens it. The sun shone into his eyes, protecting his eyes he sees a nice view of Craigieburn Forest. He takes a deep breath and looks around his room. His room has white wallpaper, a wooden wardrobe is facing in front of him next to the door and another window on the right side of him with a chair and desk below that window. A picture of him as a kid wrapping his left arm around his young mother's leg and the other showing a peace sign is hanging on the wall beside the wardrobe. He has a big grin. Clinching his right fist he leaves his room. 

Stepping down the varnished oak stairs he notices his mum cooking bacon and scrambled eggs on a small white oven. She turns around and sees her son who was trying his best to not grab her attention. She had brown hair and blue/green eyes. A pink apron covered her clothing, only showing her a part of her long yellow pants, she was wearing grey knitted socks.

"Morning Jacob!" she said with a big smile.

"Morning" Jacob rubbed his eyes together and looks at the clock. It's 9:28 am.

A little four-year-old girl with long blonde hair and blue eyes ran across the kitchen from the lounge room towards Jacob with her arm wide open. She wore a shirt that had a Spheal curled up laying belly up sleeping.

"Morwing Brothzer!" She said cheerfully.

"Morning Mia!" He bends down and they both grab each other tightly. "Jeez, you're sooooo heavy!"

"Hmph!" Mia hits Jacob on the head with the side of her fist, it wasn't painful but Jacob acted as if it were.

"Oww..." He places her down gently on the floor and rubs his head.

"Bulwee, Mewee, Me not fwat!!"

"I didn't," Jacob said defensively, waving both of his hands. Mia ran towards her mum tugging her pants.

"Mummy, Jacob said I was fwat"

"No I didn'-"

The Mum turns around and gives him the death stare. "Mewee..."Jacob tilts his head to the side in disappointment. He drags his soulless body towards the lounge and sits on the left side of a blue three sitter couch, staring at the blank television. He falls to the side and lies across the sort cushion couch.