Colorless cyclone

Soul eater

     This stranger had a thousand yard stare, and he was looking for blood.  I also felt a drop of urine down my leg.  "That's me," I said, more confident than I really was.  "Aye," he said and stared harder, "you don't look like much.  How did a young one like you survive such a trauma?"  I gulped.  I didn't know what I could do, this guy was going to kill me, I knew it.  I heard a shuffle behind me, and as I turned around I saw the old man with a rifle in his hands, pointing at the bandit.  "I suggest you leave, young one," he said, his voice shaking.  The bandit scoffed.  "What are you going to do?  Shoot me past the ear?  You can't even aim right!"  They all laughed.
     "You really shouldn't be here," I said, "look what you can lose your life to, for such a small prize?  You're going to kill me, this old man, and his young son, for what?  Pleasure?  What is the price?  Gambling your life, is your price.  Do you really want to risk it?"  He stared at me.  "You better watch yourself, boy, or I will give you more to be scared of than a gun at your head.  Let's go, men."  He raised his arm, and walked out the door.  I exhaled.  "I can't believe you were able to make them turn around."  The old guy said.  "I can't either."  I replied.  I looked back at the door, just in time to see the girl come back.  She looked like she was hiding in a bush.  "I saw that!"  She exclamed, "you really showed them some confidence, and they can't handle that!"  I started to sweat.  Now I had a target on back, bigger than the lump of feces some dog left out in the front.  "Yeah, well now I'm going to die."  "Not so soon, now you have a spirit to fight back!"  She jumped.  "Come with me, there's something I want to show you!"
        We walked to her house, and she showed me a small canister, filled with water, and a drain at the bottom.  "What is it?"  I asked.  "It's a soul eater!"  She said, and I raised my eyebrow.  "It can destroy anybody's soul!"  "Do you really believe that?"  I asked.  "No," she replied, "but it sounds cool doesn't it?"  I laughed.  "Legend has it," she went on, "if you find the other half of this mystical piece, you have control over anybody's sould you can find! It'll come in here, in liquid form."  "Is that what's in there? someone soul?"  I asked.  "Oh no, this is just water that I got out of the well."  She smiled.
        I felt like I can trust her, as she showed me this soul eater and she didn't care if I found her weird, so she had to have an imagination.  "Have you ever heard of a tornado that sucks up color?"  i asked.  All the happiness from her face left.  "No."  She said simply.  "Oh."  I said, then sighed.  "Why?"  She asked.  "The last thing I saw was a tornado, before I ended up here.  It was sucking up anything, even color.  I was wondering if it was really me, but I guess not."  "Well."  She began, "I guess I heard of such a thing."  "Like what?" I asked.  "Like my family being killed in one."  She went quiet again, but I needed answers.  "What causes it?"  "Like hell if I know!"  She yelled, "you would think I would want to know the same thing, right?" I gulped.  She frowned.  "I'm sorry I yelled," she said, "It's just hard for me."  "Same thing happened to mine."  I said quietly, I felt a tear down my eye.  "Oh, I'm so sorry."  Said this girl.
        "I gotta go back now.  my day has been hard and I'm really tired."  I said to her, she replied with "well, you have a nice night! I'll see you in the morning!"  I nodded and left.  I was halfway down the road, and I saw a man in a hood.  He walked toward me, and I heard whispered "soul" and "eater".  I looked to my left and back at him and he was right in front of me.  I jumped back.  "The soul eater."  He whispered.  "It's real."  He turned around and started walking.  I felt forced to follow, I couldn't stop myself.
        After what felt like an hour of walking, we made it to the edge of the town, and in the entrance of the forest.  There was no roads, or pavements.  Just trees and rocks.  He walked forward and disappeared.  "Hey!"  I yelled and ran back to where he disappeared at.  I look over and saw him again, but it looked like he was walking in place.  I ran to him, he disappeared and reappeared somewhere else again.  Three more times, and the fourth time I saw hiim hunched over.  It looked like he was crying.  I walked over there, normally at first, but then I was forced to slow down.  I look at him and he slowl faded, and I saw a small patch of recently buried earth.  I dug at it, and after a while I was about to give up, but finally I felt something that felt like a grate, kind of what you would find out of a drainer for cooking.  I dug a bit more and pulled it out, and it looked like it fit perfectly with the canister the girl had.  I ran back home, and fell asleep, ready to tell her my finding.