Free Wind

Decisions will be the downfall

It had never been easy for Gust. If his name wasn't strange enough, his cheerful demeanor could be it. No! That was sarcasm. It wasn't his name, or his ornery demeanor that set people on edge. It was his powers.

When people say run like the wind, they mean run as fast as you can, but for Gust it was different. His pace was perfectly equal with the wind, or even faster. In a way he was the wind.

He sat upon a cot on the rooftop of the Jewel building. The tallest building in town. He blew a moonlight colored lock of hair out of his pale face. The blue leather jacket he wore only accentuated his pale features. The earlier events on the day had caused his mood to become positively morose.

I try so hard to be normal he thought to himself. But normal was all he wasn't. He never went to school. Too many eyes to question him, but he constantly passed by the school on his daily walks, which were his only real connection to society.

The local school was a long, rectangular building made of mustard color stained bricks. The school yard was nothing more than a few square yards are vivid green grass.the distance between the building and the fence that marked the end of the property was no more than thirty feet.

As he passed along the shiny silver fence of the school yard something rumbled inside him.

Chilled air whipped through him as it usually did, but this time more intense, more cold, more painful. He stifled a gasp as the air felt like it was freezing him from the inside. The fence began to glow like it was being heated up. The glow slid down the fence until one of the metal cross sections sparked. A tongue of fire erupted from the spark.

Gust panicked and did what was his natural reaction. He thrust his palm forward and released a current of air, one of the other aspects of his strange powers. He could also release wind from within him. The blast extinguished the flame, and the wind sucked back into Gust's hand with a swoosh. Things had been sparking more and more often now.

"What the heck!" exclaimed somebody. Gust whipped around his head. In the school yard stood a lone, short, teenage boy with wavy brown hair. Gust took a sharp intake of breath. "It's not what it looks like," he stammered in his mid high and low voice.
"So you didn't just shoot air out of your hand, and I'm just hallucinating."
"Um..."
"The fence was on fire, and that was weird enough, that could have been from the heat, but that was... heck.... it was crazy."
"I.... you shouldn't have seen me!"
"I figured! I'm Andrew." He stretched out a hand to shake Gust's, but quickly retracted it when he realised that there was a fence in the way.

"Um.... what now?"
"I'm Andrew, and you are?" Odd, very odd, Gust thought. He was not expecting an introduction. "I'm Gust," he stated.
"Gust? That's certainly unique. Did your parents pick it?" Gust went rigid.

He had never had parents. Well, of course he had had parents, but he had never met them. All his life he had lived by himself and the town's people were never suspicious, which was oddly lucky. Either the people were frightfully naïve or something had affected them, but he didn't have much time to think about that in detail.

"Well, I'm not really sure."
"Oh," he dropped the subject and moved on. "Why aren't you in school?"
"Oh- I dropped out."
"That's not good."
"Don't tell me about it," he groaned. So, I lied? He thought to himself.

"How old are you?" Andrew asked.
"Oh," Gust said. He really didn't know, but he assumed he was sixteen. "I'm sixteen."
"Cool, I'm fifteen. Fifteen and a quarter if you want to get technical."
"That's nice," Gust said sarcastically. "Say," Gust said with realization, "shouldn't you be in class?"
"Free period, I've seen you around before. Usually I would have ignored you, but you know, the fence. I'm surprised you haven't seen me around here before."
"Yeah, well I'm not very observant," Gust snapped.

Andrew raised an eyebrow at the outburst, but quickly schooled his face into a genial smile. "Well, I'll see you around. My free period is coming to an end. We can continue this conversation some other time. Maybe tomorrow, same time?" He checked his watch, "1:40," he continued.
"Isn't that right before your free period ends?"
"True, so 12:40 then."
"Deal!" Andrew walked off towards the building, and Gust continued his stroll.

After he had finished his loop around the town, Gust headed to the Jewel, his makeshift home. He scanned around. No one was in sight; there were so security cameras. He used his power. He dashed up the building, which was yet again another aspect of his power, he could also speed upwards.

The world around him was blurred as if he was seeing it through a wall of water. Time seemed to stop as each step met the side of the building. Sound was just a warped, tinny, ring. His feet met the top of the building and he inhaled a breath of fresh air. He padded towards his 'room'. Theoretically Gust lived like a homeless person. He had a cot underneath a little white gazebo, and a small cooler full of food.

The roof of the giant silver building had been put off limits for both visitors and employees, so no one ever bothered him. Even when it rained it was never cold (like the weather in Hawaii); his gazebo kept him safe.

He seated himself on the cot and began to think. I'm happy, aren't I? He thought. What does Andrew have that I don't? "A family," he said out loud. "A real home," he sighed. "Wavy black hair," he added subconsciously. Andrew was everything Gust wanted to be. Maybe not fifteen and a quarter, but everything else:light olive skin tone, just the right hight between tall and short, mild muscles on his arms and chest, wavy black hair, striking coffee colored eyes. In comparison Gust had milky pale skin, was tall and lanky, had no visible muscles whatsoever, white hair strained with silver (not gray, silver) that went past his ears, and eyes that were the same periwinkle color as his jacket.

He leaned into the cot, mildly angered, but at the same time upset, but the mood didn't last more than a few minutes. Another little spark flared up by the service entrance. Gust glanced over his shoulder as a little flame began to burn.

Compared to his earlier reaction, he stood up groggily and walked toward the flame at a leisurely pace, unconcerned that the flame could burn something. As he reached his hand out to extinguish the flame, it spread, not the way a normal fire does, but it leaped into the air and began to spell different words. Ignore this and your decision will be your downfall read the blaze in the sky.

"Just great!" Gust mustered the courage to say. He knew what this was. The Counsel of Flame had called a meeting. The magical fire swerved into a blazing orange ring, horizontal with the ground. Gust gazed around. The sun was peaking just over the buildings in the distance providing the world with salmon color light. He took a sharp inhale and stepped in the ring.

Immediately, an orange haze glowed over him and he was whisked into a  flaming vortex.

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Hi people,
I hope you enjoy the story. This is my 4th Wattpad story. My other story, Lack of Perfection is probably the most popular of all my stories. Anyhow, if you guys have any suggestions for characters, story line, plot twist ect. leave a comment, and if you want, check out my other stories.
Ang.