Once he finished talking, his eyes started to shine really bright, and he started to run to fight his bitter enemy at the moment, the unknown. It was like the weather had a live itself, when it heard the boy it started to tremble with rage and roared with determination to end his life. Both human and climate, were fighting with a purpose, the boy wants to surpass it while the weather wants to defend its territory and end the enemy. The weather struck first, hitting John with everything it had, fire burned John, but it wasn't enough, John roared and kept running towards it, so it struck with water to drown John. Water started to go through his ears then to his nose, John started to suffocate. He couldn't breath or hear, pain started stream to his brain.
John: (Ahhhh!)
When John couldn't take the pain, he stepped back a few steps to separate himself with the weather. He started to cough immensely that blood came out, John shivered and looked at the weather. This calamity had a mixture of water, earth, fire, wind, and Lightning. It started to roar with intense rage at the young man. Just from seeing this he started to hesitate and questioned himself.
John: (How can I beat this?! This is abnormal, I cant…)
John looked at the weather with dread while bullets of sweat was pouring down his pale face. The young boy closed his eyes slowly and lowered his head, when the weather saw John's reaction, it got excited and with full speed, it rushed straight at John. To the weather, it thought that the young boy lost its own will from its superior strength. While the supreme weather were getting close, John just stood there like a statue. John's sweaty pale face was distorted.
John: (Its all over, its over!)
"No, it's not"
John started to tremble; he abruptly opened his eyes with shock.
John: (That… that..)
"Don't give up. With me here… You're destiny wont end here… You have so much to do…. Wake Up!"
The weather was getting closer to John that he can taste him! But suddenly, the lowered head young boy's aura started to release black steam. The weather whole being stop immediately, it started to shiver violently. Dread started to sip in, the weather started to feel so many emotions at that moment. Fear, anger, shock, curiosity. It wondered why all of it was coming out of that weak kid, a dreading killing aura that could kill a normal human to death in a second.While the weather was having many imaginations run wild, he noticed that the boy was rising his head slowly, and when John's head was fully risen, more despair running through the weather's whole being, to the point that raindrops were dropping out of its body. The boys face was calm, too calm for comfort with his eyes shining while turning dark violet. John started to check his whole body, to his surprise all of his injury and fear went away, it was to the point that nothing happened. He started to get excited, he stretched his whole body and he smiled brightly.
John: This is awesome!!!
When the weather heard John and see that his spirit was back to normal, it started to get angry. Its whole body started to steam, lava started to ooze out, wind was ravaging everywhere, water was rising to an all time high, lightning was clapping everywhere, and the floor was cracking. The weather had enough with playing, he's serious now. For so many centuries, he's been guarding this area with a domineering presence that no trespasser could defeat him, only death was an option. But now, a weak puny scrawny boy was pressuring him? An element of despair was scared? While all masters begged on their knees to not kill them, now the roles are reversed? Him being scared to die? Nonesense! Just thinking about made the calamity rage with so much intensity before. The whole area was breaking down, the white area that gave John so much despair before were cracking to pieces. John's calm face got serious, its time to end this once and for all. John rushed forward, and noticed that his speed increased, he was in joy now. With this type of speed he can evade any attack, while John was getting used to his speed, the weather used an all out attack. It used all of its elements in one full swoop, John was surprised when he saw this. John knew at this moment he can't defeat it and he's still trying to get used to his speed and how to change directions, so he decided to turn the other way and try to lose this calamity. And when he finally lose sight of him, he can plan everything out and try to experiment to see what's good and what's not, it's the only way he can think of, just to beat the weather. But sadly, it's not that easy, while running as fast as he can, he felt a burning sensation in his shoulder.
John: What!
John turned around and he noticed that the weather was right behind him, just inches away. The young boy's calm face started to distort, he gritted his teeth and tried his hardest to flee away but the weather was just too fast. The weather snickered with joy when he saw how the boy acted, pride started to swell inside. It stopped its enjoyment for a moment and decided to just end it, lava flew straight at John.
John: Come on! I can't lose... not yet!
Lava was so close to killing John but everything stopped, time froze.
"I'll help you this time."
John's vision started to black out entirely, black mist aggressively came out. "John" turned around slowly with ease, he looked straight at the weather with a sneer. The calamity felt dread once again, the boy's whole personality changed! With fear finally brewing through its mind, it tried to escape but it felt like it was chained up. He couldn't move! It roared with hatred at the boy, but it noticed that it didn't affect him at all, "John" walked slowly at the weather and started to speak in an eerie voice
"It's time to die"
His right hand started to flicker *poof*, his whole right arm was made out of black mist, slowly it formed into a blade. The weather roared with despair and sadness; will it actually die at its hands. The boy rose his right arm up, and slowly descended to slash the weather. Just when the blade was about to slash, an arm stopped him, the weather was surprised. It was John's left hand that stopped the blade with so much force that veins were popping out.
"Why are you stopping me?"
John: I… will not kill…
When the weather heard the boy talk to himself, he was in shock. Is the boy possessed? Many questions were running wild.
"John" stood there just looking at the confused weather, he lowered his blade and his left armed finally released him. The eerie voice started to talk
"I was not wrong about you…. When you're in danger… I will always be there for you…"
The black mist and its aura disappeared, and John was finally back to normal. He laid down huffing with so much, a lot of sweat was pouring down his face. He couldn't move, he felt that everything was drained. When he was about to think of something, he heard a deep elderly voice.
"Why didn't you kill me?"
John turned his head with difficulty, and faced with a huge white cloud, the weather and tried to talk.
John: I…*huffing* don't want…*huffing* to kill… killing was…. never the answer… to solve… anythinnnng
The weather was in shock, it tried to kill him but all along the boy never wanted to kill at all. It looked really deeply at John.
Weather: (This boy is something else…. I lost.)
John noticed that the weather moved aside.
John: What… are you… doing?
Weather: You won; you can keep going.
John's whole body started to shake, he tried with all his might to get up.
Weather: What are you doing! Just rest for a while, you don't need to get up now!
John didn't stop, and finally with a lot of difficulty, he risen up. The weather was speechless.
Weather: (How can he get up?)
John slowly walked to the weather and bowed at it with everything he had.
John: Thank you!
The weather started to get embarrassed and told John to scram, John smiled and walked away limping. Once John was gone, the weather just looked at the boy's direction for a few seconds, just when he was about to leave, it heard John one last time.
John: Weather!!! Let's be friends!!!
The weather's whole body shook when he heard him.
Weather: HA….HA… HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA (How long has it when I heard that word? *Sigh* you win, boy. Who knew, that all along I was never the threat… it was you…. My good friend.)