Author's Notes - Probably on 3 parts total. Don't know if I like this part or not. The next one is better...I think.
Summary - Tommy. Zedd. Rain. Musings.…yep that's pretty much all there is to it.
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Through the Storm
Tommy
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He's been watching me for over an hour now. Standing under that tree, the rain coming down around him, but his gaze never wavering from me. At first I tried to ignore it, tried to convince myself he was no threat, that if he was he would have attacked by now, would have been more careful about being spotted, would have done something to hide the fact that he is clearly not human if his eyes and the power coursing through him are any indication.
It proved to be no use though, the longer he remained the more agitated I became until I made the mistake of allowing him to catch my eye. Eyes penetrating me, his mouth quirks into a slight smile, but surprisingly not one of malice, but rather pleasure it seems as he holds my gaze and ever so slowly states my name in greeting.
Even if it is impossible to hear through the window and storm raging outside, I am positive that it is my name on his lips, knowledge that sends an unpleasant shiver down my spine. Who is this man? What is he? And how does he know me when I can't place him?
So lost am I in these troubling thoughts that I nearly miss the fact that the bell has rung signaling not only the end of my last class but of the day itself. Watching as my students gather their books and prepare to make their way through the storm to the safety of their homes, I know perfectly well that I will not be joining them. Not until I've gone to face my observer and determined just what he is after.
"What's wrong?" The concerned voice coming from the leader of my Rangers, I look at the three worried faces which remain, each having felt my discomfort during the class whether it be through our joined powers or simply through their insightful observation.
"Nothing." The word coming in a calm and dismissive tone, one I use when I wish to keep them safe by forcing them to be at arms length, I begin to gather my own books and notes, stowing them in my shoulder bag without much concern.
"It didn't seem like nothing in class. You don't seem…yourself." Kira now, my own female version of myself at seventeen. Bright, angsty, and always more concerned for others than herself. If I live long enough I sometimes hope that I'll have a daughter just like her.
"It's just the weather," Giving her a reassuring look I hoist my bag onto my shoulder. "You three need to get home before it gets worse. No training today."
All exchanging one more look, now torn between still present concern and the prospect of being let out of running laps and sparing for the afternoon, in the end the offer is just too tempting for the children to pass up.
"All right, well I guess we'll see you tomorrow then… you're sure nothing's wrong?"
Smiling at Conner's concern, I give a nod, just truly wanting them away from here and safe. "I'm sure, unless of course you really want to train today, I suppose we could always do so in the rain. After all it is good to be able to battle in all kinds of different conditions."
"No, no, that's okay." Grabbing Conner and Kira, Ethan shakes his head. "We're good, really."
"If you're sure."
"We are." Conner agrees with a nod of his own. "We'll see you tomorrow. Night Dr. O." Waving as he leads Kira and Ethan from the room, each casting one more glance back at me, Conner takes them away hopefully to the safety of their homes or Hayley's Café. Either one is fine so long as it's away from here and him.
To be continued……..