Dark blue and black was the city. The darkened sky, tainted with melancholy, cried slow, steady tears. The victorious host was lucid now. The rain had definitely won against the sun. This defeat really irked Tran.
The brunette’s umbrella made tiny voices when the rain broke on its head. Tran, the 18 year old boy, had his head down, staring at the pallid floor below him. He allowed his hair to fall over his downcast azure eyes. The only thing he enjoyed about this dreadful rain was the smell. The smell was no doubt, alluring, or so he believed.
“Tran!” A tiny voice spoke behind him, diverting the boy's attention
Tran spun around to look at the source of the voice. And when he did, he gave a warm smile to himself. He was, as it would seem, relieved to find his only sister behind him.
“I’m glad you’re okay,” Tran breathed. “I really am”. With his umbrella still obscuring his head, he marched towards his little sister, “I thought you were scared of thunders…”
“Well, that’s exactly why I came back from my mission early,” The little blonde replied making a face. “Besides… I’m not that afraid of the thunder.”
Tran did not reply to that. Instead he started to look around to sit. His eyes darted across the whole alley he and his sister stood in. A rubbish bin, a number of stray cats, some old boxes, lizards �" but not a seat in sight. Tran heaved and recoiled a step back and without a warning thumped heavily on the wet ground underneath him. The sudden pressure hurt a lot but Tran didn’t have time to worry about that. He ignored the penetrating pain and just sighed long sighs of relief. The umbrella drifted off from his hand as he watched the sky. He watched how the little droplets of rain fell on his skin.
Not long after that, the sky was illuminated. Lightning flashed and thunder bolted.
Her heart began to pound.
The little girl’s eyes shot open in fear and tears welled up in her eyes. She tried her very best to grip her teeth and hold back her tears. But her strength drained and she dashed towards her brother’s lap, practically making him fall. Even when the lightning had ended, the little girl kept trembling.
“And I thought you weren’t scared anymore,” Tran mocked with a smile. A nice mock, his sister thought but she tried to disguise that contemplation.
“Humph!” She pulled herself up and curled her lips to show her displeasure. “Well... That was just... Uh… that was...” She didn’t know what to say.
While Tran on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying this. He patted his sister’s head with his caressing palm, “Now Muri, let’s hear about your big mission today. Did you capture all of them?”
“No…” Muri, Tran’s 10 year old sister grunted. She turned her head away so that she wouldn’t meet her brother’s annoying eyes. She pushed her two pony tails that hung tightly over the top of her head, aside. “They were all so strong!!” She complained. “And they didn’t even go easy on me!”
“Why would they go easy on you? After all you are a human. And humans, in their perspective are all alike”
“Well demons in my perspective are all alike too! I hate ‘em all! They’re all disgusting, brutal and-”
“You think I’m brutal and disgusting?” Tran interrupted with a sad smile, “Muri…Do you hate me?”
The atmosphere, all of a sudden, fell in the orgy of a dreadful silence.
Muri gasped, “No way! I can never hate you, brother! Never in my life! Besides you’re not a demon… You’re half demon… and half human…” Muri’s voice died.
Tran smiled. Although he didn’t find that statement nice at all. Who ever heard of people half demons, half humans? People like those aren’t people. They are something in between. Something no one can describe.
Tran sighed once again. He loved to sigh when he was uncomfortable or sad. He unzipped his heavy brown jacket, pulled it off his body and carefully draped Muri into it.
“It’s kinda cold, y’know. I promise you Muri, I’ll show you my real home… Our real home…” His voice was low and it mingled with the noise of the downpour.
Slowly and silently, the two siblings drifted off to sleep...
This is a really good piece. You have great description and are a talented writer. The one thing i suggest though is to show an actual change in perspective. Even though you go from Tran to Muri it can be a little confusinf if not clear. Try having a line inbetween. This is a very good piece other wise. Good job. Keep up the writing.
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