"James? I need your help?"

"And what is that?"

"Who are Thunder and Lightning?"

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James looked at the young girl," Do mean as like the actual rain and such or do you really as it like Life, Death, Fate, etc.?"

Alyssa thought about it, for moment" The second one, James."

"Follow me," James said as he then grabbed a lantern that rested on his desk full of books. He then gestured for his niece to follow him further into the deeper parts of the library.

They walked throughly through the many rows of bookshelves till they stopped and Alyssa was handed the lantern, so James could climb the tall ladder. He climbed very high before finally finding the book he needed.

He then climbed down carefully, with success. He opened the book brushed off some of the dust that had collected over a few years since it was last read. He then read:

"Thunder and Lightning though they are typically stormy weather, they are essential to of course producing the rain... The reason why rain is called rain is because of there once little sister who once had the name Rainia had passed away one day and were so filled with grief the brother could do nothing but cry in everything they did. Death took pity on them and knew th at he could not bring back the little girl, he would grant them magically abilities to help cope with their grieving..."

Alyssa stood there shocked at what she heard. "What were their names?"

"It doesn't say," James stated as he closed the book. "I'll let you have this book if you want to find out more."

"Yes please, thank you James."

"You're very welcome, kid."