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A beautiful, young girl sat at the windowsill, her rosy cheek pressed up against the chilled glass as she stared out at the grayed skies. It was raining- the way she liked it- and as the transparent liquid streaked down the windowpane, she lifted her hand to run her finger over the path it left behind.
A loud boom cracked and the sky lit up, breaking the silence surrounding her, she let out a gasp as her body jolted unexpectedly, then she suddenly found herself in complete darkness.
The lightning must have struck, for now she realized she was shrouded in darkness for lack of electricity. She rose to her feet, her long hair spilling over her shoulders as grabbed a near by flashlight. The small pillar of light seemed to glow as bright as the sun in the smothering darkness of the room, and she was certainly glad for it when she heard a rustling not to far off, the flashlight allowing her to see with ease.
"Hello? Bobby, is that you?" Came her honey sweet voice, a song in the silence for the storm.
"Bobby..is dead..And now it's your turn." Was the reply, and a shrill scream emitted from the young girl, the flashlight going out as it hit the floor.

The sound of thunder caused Gabo to jump, and he quickly grabbed a pillow from the sofa he was sitting on, clinging to it immediately afterward. "Why do I keep watching these scary movies?..I'm gonna give myself a heart attack.." The half demon looked out the window, ignoring the T.V.-It was raining..Just like in the movie..A lump rose in the blue haired boy's throat as he thought of this.
But there was a distinct difference, all the lights were on..Who would be foolish enough to watch such things in the dark? This brought him relief, though it didn't last long, for another bout of thunder made him jump.
Gabo found himself in darkness-The lights had gone out! "T-this is just a..Coincidence..Stuff like this happens all the time..R-right?" The boy grabbed a flashlight, and then quickly ran outside to the porch. There was no way he was going to become a victim!
A noise caught his attention, prying him from his thoughts. "WHO'S THERE!?" Gabo asked in a panicking voice, trying his best to steady his shaking hand as he pointed the light towards the sound.
His trashcans were knocked over. Had they wind done it? Somehow he doubted that..
But all his suspicion melted away at what he saw! What looked to be a dog was lying next to one of the cans, his fur wet and knotted. He wasn't moving- was he still alive?
"You poor thing.." Gabo was outside now, his damp hair falling to cover his eyes no matter how many times he whipped it away. This was a strange dog indeed..A collared dog, with a strange jewel embedded on it's forehead.
And stranger still, the dog had a small bracelet with a silver chain on his front leg. The half demon stroked the red fur, taking notice of the dog's large paws. Had he ever seen such a puppy with large feet?
Without thinking twice, the boy scooped the limp body into his arms, heading back for the house...

Storm's First Encounter With The TOR

Fri. July 15th

Dear Diary,

As you may have guessed already, the puppy I found turned out to actually be a wolf--and not only that, he was a red wolf. I've been doing some research on the red wolf, and they're subposably a rare breed.
But stranger still, the wolf reveiled itself to my as a human baby boy, I hope there aren't any more surprises..
And for some reason, this child doesn't seem to respond to things like a normal human would. He prefers to just stare at things for long periods of time.
But I know he is intelligent, I can see it in his eyes.
I took him to a place called the TOR HQ, hoping that he'd open up if he were to be with other children like him.
It worked, for the most part. He met with a few lovly children, and one even managed to get his attention.
Perhaps I'll bring him there again sometime?

Dear Diary,

I missed my little Storm while he was away at Mos'' house, but he''s back at his own home now. I can tell that he had fun just by looking at him, his face seems softer, he''s more aware of his surroudings, and he''s getting alittle better at showing his emotions. Infact, I think he misses his little friend.
While he was gone, I set up the extra room just for him, consitering he can''t sleep in that little dog bed anymore. It''s painted a light shade of purple, and I made sure to set up a bunk bed in there, just incase he decideds to have a sleep over someday.
We''ll have to envite Mos over sometime.

Dear Diary,

Storm now has shorter hair..How did this happen? Well, Dante seems to have a grudge against Storm for the accident that happened a while ago, it seems. Now Storm's pink hair sticks up randomly in ridged tuffs, but Mos seemed to like it, so I'm sure that makes him feel a little better about the situation.
I suppose I'm going to have to buy him a hat..

~Gabo

Pave drove almost erratically in the streets, swerving and looking around. Perhaps she should have made a dry-run to find where Gabo's house was? She cursed her bad sense of direction until she spotted the right zip-code. "Aha!" She shouted. The cigarette on her lip fell onto her lap and she swore loudly, picking it up and just managing to not crash into a tree. She stopped the car and got out, stepping around the side to take Mos out.

Mos rolled his eyes at his mother's antics. She was so crazy. He giggled a little when she swore. He liked those words! He looked around at her when she hurried out of the car and was interested when she unbuckled his safety seat and picked him up.

Pave walked up the driveway and knocked tentatively on the door. Mos rested on her hip and looked intently at the door. He was excited now, he thought he knew what was coming.

Pave grinned. "Hey Gabo!" She looked down at Storm. "Hey there Storm."
"You're house is [expletive] hard to find, Gabs." Pave let a word slip there, but didn't notice it for a second. Her eyes opened wide and she profusely apologized. "Oh, it's a habit, I'm awful!" She sighed.

Mos looked sharply downward at the mention of Storm's name. He spotted a black baseball cap, but not his wonderful Storm. Then Storm was facing Pave and Mos could see his face. "STORM!" He cried thunderously. He wriggled in Pave's arms and reached his arms needily downward, trying to get to Storm. He missed him so much, and his wonderful hair.

((XD Now I'm awful.))

Pave laughed and nodded. "Well, it looks like Mos has already noticed Storm." She bounced Mos a little.

Mos ignored Pave and whined a little. Storm was not looking at him anymore. "Stooooooorm." He whined pitifully.

Mos put his own hand out and dropped it too. He reached out both hands again and tried to tug at the black cap that covered Storm's hair. He grabbed the rim and pulled, but couldn't quite manage the strength to lift it. Pave laughed at him quietly.

"Little kids, so cute." She commented.