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A girl looked up, the ground around her was wet from from a weeks worth of rain. Her silver hair shone like the moon that looked down on her from behind disappating storm clouds.
A paling hand touched her shoulder, she turned to look, with blue eyes that pierced the soul, at a man with black hair and gold eyes. He walked forward before saying, "Another spirit, left to wander in this cold, dark world all alone. Perhaps you could tell me your name little one." The man wore black everything and there was drying mud on his pants and shoes.
The girl looked at the moon for awhile, "The moon says my name is Storm." Her grey dress looked like smoke at the bottom and on the sleeves. As the man wheeled around she jumped back, he made her very nervous.
"I am Pitch, it is a pleasure to meet you Storm." he gave her a flourished bow, "You look quite lonely miss, would you like some family?"
Her eyes widened with hope creeping in them, "So..."
"I could be your father. If you promise to help me," Pitch said looking a way. Storm ran to him and hugged him, "Yes, I promise!" He was shocked by the hug but smiled to hide it.
My secret weapon, he thought.