Stormy sat down with her legs crossed and began meditating. But this was no normal meditation: it was a special meditation that would temporarily separate her spirit from her body and send her to another plain of existence.
The disembodied weather witch arrived at her destination: a seemingly limitless expanse of green. Stormy had come here a few times in the past. She came to get away from her sisters and vent some steam by beating up some of the more annoying residents of this dimension. Her favorite victims were a blue loudmouth that constantly referred to itself as the Box Ghost and a big lummox in pink striped pajamas asking her to be his friend.
Stormy was flying around, looking for someone to vent her anger on when she came across a likely candidate. This newcomer was female, carrying a guitar, had pale skin, black clothes and electric blue hair that appeared to be on fire.
"Well, I've never seen you here before," the female stranger said. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"
"My name's Stormy, and I'm going to beat you up because I have nothing better to do," the foul tempered female shouted, announcing her intentions.
"Fair enough, Stormy. But before we get started, you should know that my name is Ember and I have no intention of simply letting you have your way with me."
"We'll see about that," Stormy said and fired a bolt of electricity at Ember, who dodged the attack and countered by striking her guitar and sending a sonic shockwave at the weather witch. Stormy raised a powerful gust of wind and negated the acoustic assault.
Their battle raged on for over an hour, both of them inflicting and receiving their fair share of blows. At one point , both combatants decided to call a time out since they were both exhausted and gasping for breath.
"That was impressive," Stormy said to Ember. "You're much more powerful than the other freaks I usually find here."
"Thanks. You're not too bad yourself," Ember said, returning the compliment. "If you don't mind, could you tell me more about yourself?"
Stormy obliged and told Ember about how she was raised a witch with her two sisters and used a special kind of meditation to come to this dimension. Ember informed her that it was called the ghost zone and was populated by ghosts, then preceded to talk about herself. After about each other for some time, Stormy realized that it was about time for her to get back to her body.
"Well, I've had a good time today, but I have to go now," Stormy said.
"I understand," Ember said and moved up to the weather witch and gave her a small kiss on the lips. "Will I see you again?"
Stormy's response was to put Ember in a much more aggressive kiss than the one she had received. The two of them made out for about twenty minuets before breaking apart. "Defiantly," Stormy said and performed the necessary actions to return to her body. When Stormy arose from her meditation, she was in a much better mood than when she had entered it.
