The Hidden Storm.

What happens when the most deadly storm is placed within the mortal hands of a woman, who just wished for a child? When a force from the old world has to give her child to keep him safe? When old magic forces his powers to subdue? That he feels like he's ready to lose his mind because he feels like he doesn't belong? That he's.... weird? A freak?

Theron never felt like he belonged, the words upon the pages didn't make sense to him, he could see things none could. People laughed at him, they called him a freak, no one wanted to be his friend, yet Theron was gentle, he saw the beaty within the world that went so unnoticed by others. He would help the small birds that fell down their nest, he would spend his days within the fields and for some reason creatures didn't fear the boy, they might have sensed the true nature of his heart that others didn't care about.

With time Theron dissociated himself more and more from the world, his grades where flopping harder than a brick that would fall from a sky scraper, he didn't have friends, all he had was his mother. Some might have asked if there was ever a mother who loved their son as much as Theron's mother did, his birthmother? His found mother? Or his real mother? It might be something we never find out which of their love outshined the others, or maybe they all loved him so fiercely to risk everything... to be willing to lose everything to keep him safe.

Will Theron be ready to risk everything to find out the truth? About who he is, about the lies that are still being spoken to him? About the mystery's around the boy, or maybe he's always been more than just a boy.