Sorry I haven't been posting much lately. I've had a ton of homework. So, in the last chapter, Jack and Sandy are heading over to the mountains to find the spirit of health, Valetta. There's a giant thunderstorm there though and they have to find her in that.
Jack and Sandy stood together at the base of the mountain range. Each clap of thunder had them crouching and covering their ears and each flash of lightning lit up miles of the mountain. Jack looked up at it, narrowing his eyes at the stinging sleet.
"This is going to be hard."
Sandy nodded agreement then showed an image of Jack stopping the storm.
Jack shook his head. "No, this one's too strong for me to stop. It's not all snow anyway. There's rain too and I can't control that. Sorry Sandy."
Sandy gave him a look that told him it wasn't his fault, then conjured a dog sled with a group of sandy dogs ready to pull it. He gestured for Jack to get on.
Jack grinned and shook his head. "No, thanks. I think I'll fly instead." He took off into the sky, leaving Sandy on the ground, shaking his head. Jack should know that flying in a snowstorm like this was a bad idea, but he does make snowstorms anyway. If anyone knows snow and ice, it would be Jack. Sand shook his head again and grabbed the reins to the dogsled. Jack could take care of himself.
The moment Jack took off, he realized that something was wrong. He was having trouble flying. It was almost like learning all over again. His breath was suddenly pummelled out of him as the wind snatched him upwards. He tried to breathe only to find each breath swept away. He caught a glimpse of Sandy, sledding along far below him and tried to cry out.
Jack was suddenly whipped off towards the mountain peak, snow and sleet slashing into his face. He spread out his arms and legs, trying to regain his balance. The wind just grabbed him and thrust him forward again. He smashed into an unseen boulder and his vision flashed red and black as his head snapped back. The wind picked him up again and swept him up further into the mountains, bashing him again rocks until he was unable to resist anymore.
After what seemed like hours, the wind finally put him down, only semi-conscious under a narrow ledge. Jack stirred and managed to drag himself into a deeper patch of snow. He sighed in contentment as the refreshing coldness seeped into him.
He lay there for several hours, trying to regain his strength. Suddenly, the small amount of sunlight was blocked out and a feminine voice spoke to him.
"Who are you?"
So that was really short. I think I'll be posting a lot of really short chapters for a while. All my summatives have been dumped on me at once and I have exams coming up too. I probably won't be posting very much for the next bit, but I'll do my best.