Perfect storm

The Darkness Growing

"Who sent you to hunt for me?! I know damn well that you were hired, so who was it?!" Rosalyn yelled holding the arrow that was shot at her to Joseph's neck. He chuckled. 

"Look, I get you're trying to be intimidating but you don't have the looks for it." Joseph chuckled. "Besides If you hadn't frozen me in this giant ice cube I would've already been finished with this hunt." His gray eyes seemingly staring into her soul. 

Rosalyn pressed the arrow closer to his throat. "I won't hesitate to kill you, you son of a b***h. Tell me who hired you now!" She practically screamed. She was tired of running, tired of always having to be careful around others. Rosalyn stared at him, his smug look. She hated it. 

"I don't talk about my customers, I just get the job done." He calmly replied. Just as Rosalyn began slowly closing up the ice that Joseph was trapped in she heard a huge thunderclap. She looked up and saw that a huge storm was coming. 

"Why do you hate us so much? How pathetic do you have to be to have to make a living off of killing those like me?" Rosalyn yelled as she began crushing Joseph on the ice. All of a sudden a nearby tree got struck by lightning. It crashed and caught on fire. Rosalyn took it as a chance to get answers out of him. "Fine if you won't answer me when I use cold, maybe the heat will get you to talk." She said a smug look on her face. She took a few steps to the tree and took a handful in her right hand. 

Releasing Joseph from the icy burden Rosalyn moved the fire to his hands. Moving it closer and closer to him a dark sinister look grew on her face. Never before had Rosalyn ever been able to wield her powers as freely or ever like this before. She felt so much power and she was getting drunk with it.