Prologue
The
police officer was baffled, who or as a matter of face, what...could have done
this? Detective Hashimoto looked around
in bewilderment, around him stood several shop owners who claimed to have had
their stores damaged and broken into, the funny thing is nothing was stolen . .
. . ..
"So you say you were getting ready to
open your store and the next thing you knew the windows were blown in? And there was no one there? Correct?"
Hashimoto looked at the petite woman and grimaced at the pain she must be
feeling as she nodded slightly. " And then you say you were picked up into
the air and thrown up against the wall? " another slight nod.
"Yes detective, it happened just like
that, I awoke as the medics were tending to me." she looked at her broken
arm and looked back at the detective. Then she looked at the other shop owner,
"most of us have the same story, and the only problem Mr. Detective is
that for each and everyone of us it happened at the same time. Exactly the same time. "
Hashimoto's eyes widened at this news,
"Who would you know that would be capable of hurting you all this way?
" he looked around to the blank looks directed at him for that question.
"No one sir, this isn't the work of
people, " a tall middle-aged gentleman stated from the back of the group,
" it is the nature of something unnatural. That is all... " The man tipped his hat at them after saying
this and a bright flash enveloped the group.. he started to walk away, as the
light reduced, all of the shop owners found themselves healed and well in their
stores, opening them.. .. The gentleman wrapped his cloak around him and walked
off...
A few
rooftops away an older woman, balancing atop a staff whispers something to the
wind "It begins..."
