Sons of Thunder

Sons of Thunder

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Science Fiction
In year XX71, Saorise and Chael Weiss, along with their adopted brother Ryder, had their home and family quite literally torn apart. The strangers dressed in black burst into their home to hunt the children and killed their parents in the process. The children found themselves without their Mommy or Daddy to comfort them and instead turned to their brother for love and protection. With the shock still lingering in their minds, the lightning that coursed through their body awakened, giving form to their emotions. Chael was their hero, but even he couldn't control what they felt. With the responsibility to look after two five-year-olds on his shoulders, fifteen-year-old Chael needed to grow up faster than he wanted. His life was pulled three ways--his obligation to the kids, the continued research on his father's project, and the lingering fear in the back of his mind. Connecting all of that were the small, robotic cells that inhabited their bodies and gave them their powers. The tiny robots that lived in their bodies brought the attention of the ones clothed in black upon them, which prompted their want for the children in the first place. For what Chael knew, and what he hid from the kids, was this: the invaders would be back.
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"Are you coming to bed firefly?" He says to me laying his hands over my waist joining me in looking over the city. "I want to look out for a little longer if that is alright?" I mumble hoping that he heard me anyways, I wasn't ready to walk into that bedroom, and I don't think I ever would be. "Of course, I'll be getting ready for bed, come in whenever you are ready." He says confidently and walks away leaving my waist cold something for which I am grateful. Especially when my mind burns with other more dangerous thoughts. The warmth that forever lingers in the air, never burning the skin, but always reminding about what is around us. I force air into my lungs feeling the unexpected warmth fill me. He stands in the room watching me even though he said he was getting ready for bed. He is worried about me, about me jumping. I have contemplated it I will admit, but he would stop me before I fell even two feet. I was stuck, and no one could save me. Not even myself, my fucking weak self. His presence is demanding no matter where we are, but right now I could sense everything about him, and I try to suppress the unwanted feelings that curl right under my skin. "Firefly? About done?" He calls out and I release my hand from the guard rail not realizing that as I looked at the lights that covered the shining city with the falling fire in the background that my subconscious was thinking about how nice it would be... how relieving it would be... to just fall. True freedom. I take a step back and wrap my hands together turning around to a fully clothed unchanged man and nod once. I could see the fear in his eyes that I would, he knows if he gave me the chance... I wasn't ready for this, but I had to survive. No matter what. Highest Ranks: #17 In Romance #5 in Soulmates

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