"No, I have to take her."
The woman sobbed into her husband's arms while cradling her 6 month old girl. "You c-c-can't! She's my daughter!"
"Say good-bye to her," the mysterious man commanded.
"NO!" the woman shrieked, and she held her daughter closer to herself. "You have no right!"
The mysterious man pulled the baby out of her mother's hands. "Look," he said. He held the baby in front of him. "Pozhar" he hissed to the baby. The baby's skin colour turned slightly orange and turned back to normal, and she twitched; her parents looked terrified, as if the mysterious man was going to harm their baby. The man curiously cocked his head to the side, then threw the baby in the air.
"Vozduha!"
The baby sneezed in the air. When he caught the baby, he frowned.
Next, the man snapped his finger, and out of his index finger came water. "Maksimum," and out of all his fingertips came water. He showered it on top of the baby as he carefully cradled her in his arms. Oddly, the baby cupped her hands above her, preventing her from getting wet even with her small hands. The man gasped.
"I hope you have got the wrong baby here," the baby's father said in a low and serious tone.
"No," the man said. "Let me try one more time.
"Zemli!"
At this, the baby's beautiful turquoise eyes grew wide open, and turned green. The man smiled. When he looked up, the baby's father had a kitchen knife in his hands, ready to chop open the mysterious man's skull.
"Easy, buddy, easy," the man said as he pulled the knife out of the father's hands. He chucked it out onto the lonely road, and turned back facing the parents.
"Really, I have to take this little girl, but I think I'll have to explain everything that's going on here, don't I?" the man said sounding casual. He gave a slight smile. He stepped inside the house without being invited and tracked mud prints into their house. he comfortably sat down in the nearest chair, holding the baby girl. Her parents looked at each other, troubled, but silently decided that they would listen to this man.
"I come from the Elemental Army. Of course, I'm sure, you have never heard of this army. I have no time to tell you of the Army, but if you had some common sense you'll probably figure out what the army is. But I only have the time of why I am here. Did you know that you are only physically the parents of this girl?" He pointed at the, now sleeping, little girl in his hands. "What I mean is, you only have the right to be her parents because you gave birth to her. She belongs in the Elemental Army, she's got the power, and if I have to say it again, she belongs to the Elemental Army."
"Asia is only 6 months old! She can't be raised in an army!" her mother shouted. "Asia needs to know who her real parents are, and if she's brought up in an army ... well, she won't know! Unless you're going to tell her," Asia's mother eyed the mysterious man.
"I'm afraid I won't be the one telling her who her parents are and such." He stood and stretched, and headed towards the door. "Now I must really get going. Asia will do perfect in the Elemental Army. She was born for it." The man turned to the door and turned the knob, then jerked towards the parents again, waking Asia, but she only gave a cough and calmed down again.
"I'm sorry, it must have been rude of me to just walk into your house. Let me clean up this mess," he said generously, and took a huge breath and let it out. In an instant, the mud splotches floated and disappeared in the thin air.
Asia's parents were so shocked to see their dear daughter leave them. Her mother was sobbing into Asia's father's arms again.
"Well, good day, then, my friends."
He walked towards the street, then whistled, facing north.
The woman sobbed into her husband's arms while cradling her 6 month old girl. "You c-c-can't! She's my daughter!"
"Say good-bye to her," the mysterious man commanded.
"NO!" the woman shrieked, and she held her daughter closer to herself. "You have no right!"
The mysterious man pulled the baby out of her mother's hands. "Look," he said. He held the baby in front of him. "Pozhar" he hissed to the baby. The baby's skin colour turned slightly orange and turned back to normal, and she twitched; her parents looked terrified, as if the mysterious man was going to harm their baby. The man curiously cocked his head to the side, then threw the baby in the air.
"Vozduha!"
The baby sneezed in the air. When he caught the baby, he frowned.
Next, the man snapped his finger, and out of his index finger came water. "Maksimum," and out of all his fingertips came water. He showered it on top of the baby as he carefully cradled her in his arms. Oddly, the baby cupped her hands above her, preventing her from getting wet even with her small hands. The man gasped.
"I hope you have got the wrong baby here," the baby's father said in a low and serious tone.
"No," the man said. "Let me try one more time.
"Zemli!"
At this, the baby's beautiful turquoise eyes grew wide open, and turned green. The man smiled. When he looked up, the baby's father had a kitchen knife in his hands, ready to chop open the mysterious man's skull.
"Easy, buddy, easy," the man said as he pulled the knife out of the father's hands. He chucked it out onto the lonely road, and turned back facing the parents.
"Really, I have to take this little girl, but I think I'll have to explain everything that's going on here, don't I?" the man said sounding casual. He gave a slight smile. He stepped inside the house without being invited and tracked mud prints into their house. he comfortably sat down in the nearest chair, holding the baby girl. Her parents looked at each other, troubled, but silently decided that they would listen to this man.
"I come from the Elemental Army. Of course, I'm sure, you have never heard of this army. I have no time to tell you of the Army, but if you had some common sense you'll probably figure out what the army is. But I only have the time of why I am here. Did you know that you are only physically the parents of this girl?" He pointed at the, now sleeping, little girl in his hands. "What I mean is, you only have the right to be her parents because you gave birth to her. She belongs in the Elemental Army, she's got the power, and if I have to say it again, she belongs to the Elemental Army."
"Asia is only 6 months old! She can't be raised in an army!" her mother shouted. "Asia needs to know who her real parents are, and if she's brought up in an army ... well, she won't know! Unless you're going to tell her," Asia's mother eyed the mysterious man.
"I'm afraid I won't be the one telling her who her parents are and such." He stood and stretched, and headed towards the door. "Now I must really get going. Asia will do perfect in the Elemental Army. She was born for it." The man turned to the door and turned the knob, then jerked towards the parents again, waking Asia, but she only gave a cough and calmed down again.
"I'm sorry, it must have been rude of me to just walk into your house. Let me clean up this mess," he said generously, and took a huge breath and let it out. In an instant, the mud splotches floated and disappeared in the thin air.
Asia's parents were so shocked to see their dear daughter leave them. Her mother was sobbing into Asia's father's arms again.
"Well, good day, then, my friends."
He walked towards the street, then whistled, facing north.
The wind came ...
And the man disappeared.
