The 8th Element

Butterfly And Flower

Three weeks.

Three weeks after they learned about the mysterious crystal. Everyone are trying their best to track down the crystal.

Solar was busy with all chemicals and exploding orbs.

Blaze and Ice having trainings everyday. The fortress tremble in each seconds.

Quake busy with computers and reports. He will be the first one after Commander and Admiral to know any developments. Cyclone was helping him.

But one element is busy doing his own business.

Thorn

Thorn locked himself inside his room. Full of plants and animals. It's not like he didn't care, but he was doing it with his ways. Thorn is innocent. He represents the natural of surroundings. He was innocent. The Thorn that they actually knew already change after the short-tempered element deceased.

What is he doing? One word.

Poisons.

Thorn collected all plants, orbs and creatures that able to produces its own poison. Mixing and experiments is all in his room. Who said only Solar know how to play with dangerous things?

"A little bit and done." Thorn hold a test tube of shining blue mixture. His left and right covered with test tubes containing colourful yet deadly poisons. He keep it a secret from everyone. Cause if they know, he will get an earful from Quake and Solar. Solar especially.

" Let's put it on test." he summon a thorny ivy and pour few drops of the new created poison. The ivy immediately turn purple before ignoring all of his commands. Few moments later, the ivy rooted by itself. "I was hoping for a stronger one." Thorn let out a sigh. He need to create more as he needs more.

"It will be deadly if it was purple"

The nature manipulator spin on his heel. Searching for the owner of the voice. But he was all alone. No one enter his room without knocking first. His windows still closed. There's no wind. Who could it be?

"Thorn"

His eyes widen. He spin around searching for the voice. A very familiar voice. One that they all knew. Tears formed. Only waiting to fall.

"T-Thundy... Is that you?"

No answer.

His tears break. Oh how he miss the edgy brother of his. He still didn't show him his well-cared roses. Red one. Same as the lightning manipulator's sharp yet mysterious bloody orbs.

A purple butterfly land on the tip of his cap. Glittering with beautiful crystal trails.

Purple

Thorn's attention focus on the little insect. He remembered the anonymous voice. A purple poison is way more desaturated. His hand grab the pair of flapping wings. Forcing it to stop. The little creature was putted inside a glass tube. Holding it from flying away.

"If I able to create a purple poison...... Then we can get the crystal..... And Thundy come back to us.... And everything will be happy again...." Thorn mumble by himself. The window slam open by the wind. Blowing his cap away and land next to the glass.

The butterfly glow a little before a new one created. The new butterfly flew through the window leaving the old one. Thorn didn't realise about it. The butterfly fly higher and higher before turning lime green and explode. Green glitters confetti shower the fortress.

A figure was sitting on a swing made of leaves roots. Swinging it while watching the butterfly continue to fly. The figure extand his hand before a group of purple butterflies flying. Surrounding him as he watch the fortress from a far.

"The flower will always lose its honey to the butterfly"

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Please don't ask me if I understand. This story of mine was too.... Me myself can't explain it.

I'm sorry that I let Thorn to play with poisons. Quake and Solar will surely kill me for this. See ya next round. Bai.