Unmated

She was his darkness; his killing machine.

He was her light; her saviour.
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'Stop!' The words rushed out of the boy's mouth in a rush but were unheard by the sudden assail of the breeze. It was too late.

His eyes widened noticeably in trepidation as the girl was tossed backwards with a pressure too much to conjure and her back met the bark of a nearly deposed tree. An agonizing and astonishing shriek released through her pale lips but it was overtaken by the wind that was possibly much more impregnable.

The sand flew upward in the shape of a tornado and hurled itself around their weak figures. Through the dark haze, another figure seemed to be visible as he/she pushed out itself out from the mass of dirt it was encased and trapped in.

The form rose up, his figure more translucent in the girl's eyes. She cowered from the man as he grew larger until fully exposed. He moved forward steadily, the wind and sky in his compliance. It seemed to make way for him as if he were controlling it.

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(Warning; The main plot has a dark theme and there might be a few curse words thrown in here)