When Lightning Strikes

When lightning strikes, what's a girl to do? Save the world, obviously. Follow Alexandria as she learns to control her powers, battle Fate and prepare to take on Earth's unknown nemeis. Entry to the Tape Competition, a sort of prequal if you will. (Word count: 2039) (Apologies about the formatting towards the bottom of the chapters, my computer was being irritating and refusing to make it actually HAVE paragraphs, so it's a bit of a mess, the larger white spaces are where the paragraphs should start. And so the battle against technology continues...)


1. When Lightning Strikes


Running. Rain. Lightning.



Sweating. Thumping. Voices. Light. Blinking.


"She's awake!" A woman called, relief slicked her tone, she wiped her brow, blonde wisps of hair framing her face like a lion's mane, her white fanged smile brightening her face. She was slight, with impish features, piercing blue eyes, elegant nose and oddly pointed ears. 

"Where am I?" I asked, trying to sit up, but she pushed me back down. It was then I noticed the right side of my body ached. 

"Rosagua, the healing place of magical beings," she answered, as if it was nothing extraordinary or unbelievable. 

"Then why am I here?" I inquired, that familiar feeling of suspension when you realise you're dreaming came over me. 

"Because the Fates have chosen you to be the Guardian of Earth."

"What? The Fates? Who? Wha-"

" All will become clear soon," she cut me off. "Just trust your instincts, you were born for this, and you have more power than you can imagine. Use it wisely, Lóstrego." I could feel myself waking as she spoke.

"But I have so many questions, wait-" I snapped my eyes open. 


Beeping. Aches. Disinfectant. 

"Alex?" My mother's worried voice drifted to me, I glanced over to see her crumpled figure in a chair, watching me intently. 

"Hey mum," I whispered, my voice hoarse. She wrapped me in her arms gently, and held me for a long time, crying silently. I lifted my good arm weakly, holding her close, surveying the room. I was in hospital, that much was clear. "Why am I here mum?"

She sat down on the bed next to me, "you were struck by lightning."

"W-what?" I stammered, the world seemed to tilt as I rejected the information.

"You've been out for 2 days, I was so worried," she broke off, trying not to cry, I squeezed her hand reassuringly.

"I'm going to be okay mum, I'm awake now, doctors and nurses always know what they're doing," I comforted. The most heartbreaking thing I've ever seen is my mother crying; what do you do when your rock shakes up it's foundations and feels lower than you do? 

"It's just... You were walking the dog, and it started raining, I texted you up to warn you that the storm was coming and you never replied," she started sobbing, I hugged her into me, I held her until a nurse came in. 

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