The days passed... Omega and his crew did not show up to the surface. Only Vittoria went out every now and then. They people have always loved her with her return Fortnite really seemed to be looking up. Although some couldn't recover from Takarri's, Ninja's and Kamari's disappearance. Although something strange happened. The sharp cold that stayed for months as if it was never going to melt, suddenly went away within a day. Battlehawk tried to explain that John. Although the hitman seemed to over the clouds with the disappearances, Vittoria's return, the fact that they might have to fight dragons, his new relationship with shadow just kept him quite busy.
Battlehawk's POV
I woke up sweaty, I went to bed sweaty, I got out of the shower sweaty. It was like a horrible ever present heat that lasted day.
In this heat even the trees appear defeated. Leaves that should be firm and upward tilting droop, flaccid as old lettuce. The soil isn't simply dry, but powdery to the touch. Grass that is always green until August is hay. Even the air is dry, not the usual humid warmth we have at this time of the year. Each day the sky is barren, though of late the forest fires have stolen our endless blue for a dull grey and each evening brings us a blood sun. Two days ago some rain fell, large warm drops that disappeared as soon as they struck the hot tarmac or else sucked into the dusty mud not leaving a trace. We had such little winter that the fall leaves still litter the ground and I can't help but wonder if this season's greenery will even make it till autumn. Already above my head flutters gold where it should be nothing but robust virescent hues. In a few months those colors would lift my spirit, but not now. They should be dark, not this insipid tone, fuelling the tree for the winter ahead. This part of the world should never be so arid and we can only hope that the following day will be kinder. I tried to talk to John once again but he was so busy to even notice me. He passed by laughing making some jokes with his new girl. So I'm not enough?  Well his new girl has lift his spirit up. I wish I had that Sucks how every girl I'm interested in is either taken or has good taste in men. I guess he still knows he's a damaged. Although he smiles, it's not as real as the other people. I miss my old man. When I was kid I used try to be like my dad, to impress him. When the citizens got upset at me for being so serious and not easy going they would tell me "You know what, you sound just like him! A match made in hell, if you ask me." Secretly I felt happy with myself.
At least his cold personality could have help in this hot weather. Whatever, I continued on with the day. Although things really changed around. When the night fell I was freezing again. Are you freaking kidding me? I don't know what's worse having to stand cold or hot. But why is changing so much? Things just continued to get worst and worst. I was walking calmly with no actual destination just greeting people. They have been nicer to me now that they know I'm John's biological son. What a kiss ass. Anyways... I continue walking because I couldn't waste time I had a whole day of goofy off to get started. Till something caught my attention, the ground the trees rattled. But not just one or a few all of them at the same time. I thought it might be those vicious zombies or some cyborgs, though they don't usually come out during the day. Specially with this hot weather that is killing me. I have to sleep with so many covers and then wake up sweating. At first no one moved, their brains unable to make sense of the input from their ears and feet. The ground is moving and the noise is like extended thunder only worse because the vibrations are coming from below. I was thinking to myself. Great! Now the day can't get any worst. Right? Big mistake to say that. Cracks appeared from the ground beneath. Fear and panic ensued as the ground shook up and down, as if the entire place suddenly fell from the sky and struck the earth with mighty impact. I did what my father taught me. This was not a regular earthquake. I placed my head on the ground trying to feel where it came from. I looked up, i already knew where it was comping from. The huge mountain, which dad never let me explore, has been simmering as long as I've been alive. I began to notice something odd about this particular mountain. The white wisps rise from the top like the fumes that give away a secret smoker. The sides are much like any other mountain, covered with old growth forests, the farmland below is fertile and around it are the very flammable homes we all live in. Really? I find out it's a volcano till red hot lava flowed down the side of the volcano magma spew out of the top. I turned around to face the active volcano and I see something coming out of it. This cannot be good...