Elements of Christmas
Chapter 1: Waking Disaster
((Disclaimer: I don't own the Miser Brothers…though I desperately wish I did…as cute as they are… anyway, um… yeah, I only own my OC's… Also, please shut off all cell phones and put away candy wrappers while in the theatre… it's distracting… Just kidding (But it is really distracting, seriously…)! Without further ado… here's the Elements of Christmas! ))
The year was 1591 B.C, the month of March, and deep within the heart of the growing world, times were changing. It was planned to be one of the greatest celebrations of the millennium, even though the sky had darkened under the weight of billowing clouds, deep roars of thunder and cracks of lightning that enveloped the horizon; and it would all begin with the single piercing cry that floated through the restless air.
"Oh, darling, she's beautiful!" the wind seemed to murmur, "What are you going to name her?"
"I'm not sure," a quiet voice rumbled on the horizon. "She's so silent, and her…talents…haven't developed yet. It's hard to say."
"I can relate," the rain bubbled against the stones from the distant heavens above. "My Dewey didn't get his name until his third century. Probably because we thought he was a mortal with a notoriously long life-span."
"Dew," another muttered, almost pityingly. "No wonder y'all thought he didn't have any powers! What kind of bullshit ability is that???"
Without warning, a resounding crack echoed in the distance, followed by a yelp of pain.
"Don't you insult my baby!!!"
"Hey, just because your son can't even lift a boulder or two doesn't mean he deserves special treatment, Downpour!"
"Well, not everyone's child is meant to be a walking natural disaster, Sandstorm!"
"ENOUGH!!!" the universe itself seemed to shriek, causing an ominous silence to prevail. Mortals everywhere ducked into their homes, cowering in terror. They truly believed that they were all about to meet their maker. They were partially right—but it was not they, but this dysfunctional family of elementals, who would face this unholy wrath. And I bet you thought you thought they were a group of homeless hippies--magical hippies who lived in the fourteenth century. Even that would be stretching your average drug trip.
The Elementals gulped. "M-mother…N-nature…" they croaked uneasily.
"I will NOT have you bumbling fools ruin this historic moment—my entrance—and most importantly, the birth of my granddaughter. You all KNOW what she is destined to become…"
The elementals all shuddered. "Y-yes, Mother Nature...of course we do…"
One of them got up, his flowing, purple hair, elegant features, and his long face stretched with a forced smile. He made his way over to the woman, whom they called Mother Nature.
"But many things are still so concealed…we were just waiting for your, oh-so-graceful entrance for us to go any further… Mother, dear…" the Northern winds said.
Mother Nature scanned the nervous crowd with her sharp, green eyes.
"Why is only one of my sons here? Where are the other two…?" she asked, putting her neatly manicured hands against her hips.
The family of Elementals exchanged glances of tension-filled unease… they knew what was coming.
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"Your aim is terrible, brother! Every time you make a shot, you get colder!"
His hot-headed brother shook with obvious rage that was built up like magma within him,
"Your aim isn't much better! Perhaps I should melt that permanently frozen brain you have!"
A sharp ice-spear went flying past his pointed ear, and he ducked to get out of the way.
More shots were thrown, and few hits were made, but all was interrupted when thunder and a heavenly light crashed up above their heads. Suddenly both of them stopped dead in their tracks.
"You boys better not be fighting again!" a hefty, female voice roared.
"Of course not, Mother, dear…" The two answered in unison.
"Good! Now, do you know where you boys are supposed to be?" the hefty voice demanded ominously.
The two boys exchanged glances and, still looking up at the sky, shook their heads.
There was no vocal answer, but instead lightening and thunder crackled and the two boys found themselves in the middle of a green garden "paradise", though to some, it was anything but.
"Finally, the whole family is present!" Mother Nature chirped happily, but gave a quick glance at two of her sons.
They instantly stopped giving each other nasty, taunting glances and obediently joined the rest of the Elementals, taking seats at the opposite sides of each other of the rectangular table.
"Ah, the Miser Brothers… they finally make it. Always showering us with some kind of trouble, those two…" Downpour mumbled, receiving nods of agreement from the other surrounding Elementals.
Another small cry pierced the air, and everyone turned to the young lady rocking a baby in her arms.
"Now boys… why don't you go greet Thunder and Lightning's daughter and your new niece?" Mother Nature asked glancing at all three of her sons.
The North Wind stood up first, almost enthusiastically going over to the small baby, while the two Miser Brothers hesitated, looking at their mother almost pleadingly.
"But Mother…" they both begged, "Do we really have to?"
Their mother gave them a stern look, and the pair stood instantly and made their way over to the baby and the two proud parents.
"Don't be afraid… she doesn't bite." Lightning said gently.
She then turned to the baby.
"Look dear, it's your uncles," she cooed, lifting the baby from her bundled, yellow and blue blanket.
The baby looked up with big, sky blue eyes, filled with a kind of false innocence that only babies could have.
"She's kind of cute…" one of them said, in some disbelief.
"Yeah, I guess so, Snowy… but it's kind of puny," the other said.
"Babies are supposed to be tiny, you idiot…" the North Wind huffed.
They both chose to glare at North Wind irritably.
"He just thinks he knows everything…" the hot head mumbled, receiving a snicker from his brother.
North Wind just gave another huff, and crossed his arms dramatically over his chest.
Lightning just giggled lightly,
"Don't fight you guys… you're setting a bad example for the baby." She cautioned.
The baby just continued looking up at her uncles and reached up to them, as though reaching out for their hands.
The two Miser Brothers looked at each other, then at the baby reaching their hands out to her.
However, a loud rumbling was heard, coming from the distance.
"Earthquake, is that your stomach again?" Mother Nature asked.
Earthquake looked around, and shook his large rock of a head.
"Wasn't me." He answered in his usual, deep tone.
Then, as if on cue, a large wave was seen coming from the horizon and all of the Elementals shot from their seats.
"Protect the baby!" Mother Nature demanded, and Lightning clutched to her child tightly, while Thunder puffed out his chest and put his broad arms over his wife and child.
The wave came on fast, and before anyone could react, everything was swept away by the monstrous force.
Down on earth, cities were destroyed, and lands all over entire civilizations were flooded in a catastrophe that had never been matched in history at the time.
Once everything had settled down, Mother Nature looked on at the damage that had been done on earth, and then at Lightning's baby.
"I've never seen anything like it!" Downpour stammered, "The pure, unharnessed power!"
"Are you sure she hadn't shown any signs of powers before this?" Sandstorm asked.
Thunder and Lightning shook their heads,
"No… none. That was the first sign of any power we've ever seen." Lightning explained, sounding almost afraid.
"How do you know it was the baby who did that?" The North Wind asked, highly skeptical of the entire situation.
The parents glanced at each other, not knowing what to say.
"Well, who else could it have been? I know for a fact that none of us has that extent of power… besides Mother, of course…" The hot head replied.
Mother Nature went over to the baby, scooping her up in her arms.
"So, we know the extent of her abilities… for now." She said, "And I have an idea for her name… what about, Tsunami?"
"I think it's lovely." Lightning said, "It's graceful and elegant… fitting for a young girl with such talents."
"You mean a young disaster…" North Wind muttered under his breath, however, he couldn't help but be bothered by the extent of the infant's natural talent for destruction… something about it didn't seem right to him.
He stood musing for a while, away from the rest of the family, and the two Miser Brothers, after getting up awkwardly from the, now flooded, grass, noticed how their older brother was once again, isolated from them.
"Hey, what's ol' Windbag sulking about over there?" Snowy asked, giving a nudge to his brother and pointing.
"Dunno… but the goody-goody is probably thinking about how to do more favors for Mother." His brother answered undoubtedly, "He always is…"
They didn't give any other thought to the subject, and went to join the rest of the family, and their new niece.
The baby giggled happily, clapping her hands, much to the dismay of her other relatives… At this point, no one knew what could happen. However, upon seeing her uncles once again, she raised her arms, her fingers spread out wide, reaching for them as before.
Everyone looked around, all of there senses on guard for another wave, but none came. Instead, the young infant just grasped both their hands tightly.
The two Miser Brothers were absolutely stunned, but they looked at each other with wide grins.
A sweet baby girl… their niece… she could do no wrong in their eyes, no matter what had happened.
((A/N: I hope you like it… and please don't judge me for writing this, as pathetic as it may be… In other words, everyone's allowed to be a dork on the Holidays, right?))
