The Storm

One Month Later...

Deep Within The North Pole MegaCorp Facility

Evie let out a pained gasp as she was dropped from the core of the building, her weakened body hitting the cold floor. She let out a whimper and slid her pale hands along the floor, fingers spread out as she used all the strength she could muster to sit up. Ocean blue eyes slowly opened as her head lifted and she found the horror of her life gazing down upon her.

“It's time, my little princess.” Thrane said with a mouth of sharp teeth. Crimson eyes flashed with sinister intent as he held up a hand, lifting the poor girl with his power. She was hanging there, grasped into place by invisible hands, forced to face her tormentor eye-to-eye. Claws sharp as razors reached out, the backs of cold fingers brushing along her face.

“N...no...” She choked out and gulped. “P...please...don't...don't make me...”

“Release it, Evelyn.” He ordered.

Blue orbs flashed silver as the young woman resisted the order, tears bubbling over. “Please...” She begged him.

“Release. It.” His voice was a growl, deep and guttural, full of threat. Full of punishment.

Eyes going wide, silver engulfed her and energy began to build. A loud crack could be heard and the entire building shook.

The Storm was free...