Storm Hawks Master Cyclonis Novels & Stories

The sky over Aethel-Luna had changed from a scene of migration to a storm of deep anger. The Hollowed, the combined consciousness of the Swarm that had failed to capture a "Neo-Kin" vessel, had formed into a single, screaming force. It was a "Mind-Cyclone," a mile-high whirl of violet static and sharp data shards that turned the air into ozone and memory.

“The hurricane currently pounding on the shores of Antigua and the surrounding islands has been upgraded to a Category 2 hurricane with wind speeds approaching a hundred and ten miles per hour. The storm is dissipating as it moves further South, but conditions are still considered to be dangerous. Residents are advised to stay indoors in a safe location. Power outages and flooding are expected in many areas...”

Kim eyes flew wide when I ask of Storm. "Did you just call her Storm and not Stormy?" Nolan asked, approaching me carefully. "What the fucking hell is wrong with all of you? Where is Storm?" I yell. I see Kale run back, look of panic on his face. "I really can't find her anywhere" he says and I frown. "Who?" I ask him. "Stormy" Kale sighs, his hands flying into his hair. "Don't tell me that shit. She was right here!" I snap and Kale glares at me before glaring at Nolan, and then at the broke pieces of table on the floor