I've been thinking... Again...

Up to now, there never was one movie all bout sorcery. I love sorcery to the point of obsession. The closest sorcerer I can think up of now is Storm from X-men. Her powers allow her to control nature. Of all the branches of sorcery, I ABSOLUTELY AM INTO elemental magics.

Fire. Ice. Lightning. Water. Earth. Air. Light. Darkness.

I'm bored. Shall compose a story called...

[Insert nice story name here]

Disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional. (Like duh.) Any characters in the story who resemble any person in real life, be it living or dead, is purely PURELY COINCIDENTAL.

Prologue

The lambent moon shone its light down upon Singapore, ever so calmly, under the star-dappled sky. Its brilliant beams landing atop every structure, giving them a faint, eerie yet soothing glow.

At the very summit(if you ever call that stubby thing a summit) of Mt.Faber, 2 figures dressed in robes as dark as night gazed longingly at the moon.

"The moon's really bright tonight." Whispered one of the figure.

"Yes. You seem to be interested in common astronomical phenomena." came the reply.

"You're such a wet blanket. At least play along with me la~ Say something like uhm "Oh ya! It really is!" or something."

"You know, sometimes I really wonder how in the world you--"

An arrow whizzed between the 2 figures, missing one of them by a hairsbreadth. Thousands followed immediately after.

"What the-- What's going on? Joseph."

"Mmm." The figure named Joseph raised his hand, palm facing the volley, and uttered a single word.

"Stop."

Without warning, the rain of death stopped midflight. "I don't think I can stop another volley, Keith."

"Nonsense~" came the reply. "You've got 2 hands! Hahahaha! Alright alright, I'm on it."

Eyes closed, Keith started to commune with the surrounding winds. He questioned their strength, dared them to show him how powerful they could become. The winds then started to increase in magnitude, forming dust devils and whipping up leaves and twigs. Shortly after, the gale intensified, causing a tornado to erupt. This in turn, scattered the arrows frozen in time. As the tornado died down, the two sorcerers scanned the area for any signs of their attackers, only to find nothing.

"I don't see anyone who would be daring enough to incur our wrath." Joseph announced.

"Ranger. It has to be him." Keith replied, after a while. "But I don't see why-- Oh no. We need to find Kyle. I hope he's alright."

And with that, the two of them melded into the shadows.