Nathen heard the alarm go off. Another storm was coming. He could see the dark green clouds on the horizon full of the poison rain. The poison storms had plauged the small town of Listo for 200 years on their small planet called Drika. The storm was the only dangerus thing on the planet. They had thick teal jungles and red soil. the clouds were usally fluffy pink. His teacher, Mrs. Jorda clapped her hands.

"Students go do your jobs then go to the safe house," she said handing out acid proof jackets. Everyone had a job and Nathen along with Emma, his best friend would round up the wiggle pigs and put them in the barn safe house. He saw Emma racing for the door ready to herd some wiggle pigs. Nathen took one more look at the dangerous cloud, not knowing this would not be the last time seeing it for while.

When Nathen got there Emma had already rounded up all the adult wiggle pigs leaving the babies for Nathen.

"The storms almost here!" she shouted over the wind.

"Help me get the last wiggle pig," He shouted back trying to herd the most stubburn one that they had named Nalo. Emma came over and together they dragged Nalo into the barn, and entered the code to lock it.

"That was close," sighs Emma wiping the red dust off her coat. she lifts up the hoop reveling her wild brown hair.

"Did you even try to brush your hair this morning?" Nathen asked her.

"Yes, well I ended up breaking the brush in the proses but still," she said running her fingers through her hair.

Nathen sat down at the end of the barn. Emma followed him. Nathen stared at one of the wiggle pigs as it chewed on some grass. Nathen remembered how they were tought their history through a simple song.

A world trash,

once known as earth,

the people needed a new home,

so they searched the universe,

and split to the stars,

some settled on Drika,

Nathen had not relized he was singing aloud until Emma joined in.  

some when to old Mars,

many traveled to Wilda,

and so are people came,

to our peaceful land,

we are people of Drika,

A land of no evil.

When they finished Nathen heard something. It sounded like a wiggle pig's cry was coming from outside.

"Did you hear that?" asked Nathen turning to Emma.

"Yes," she said worriedly. The friends started to count the animals. None were missing.

"Did some one forget to record a birth?" wondered Emma aloud.

"Maybe," said Nathen flipping his hood back on. He headed for the door.

"Don't go out there!" said Emma grabbing his hand.

"I'll be fine," he said entering to code to unlock the door. He walked out into the storm. The acid green rain fell from the sky turning the grass an ugly brown.

"Come here wiggle pig," he cried over the wind. He heard the call again. He turned around expecting a baby wiggle pig. But it was not a wiggle pig. There in the shape of a human was an acid cloud. It opened it arms wide like it was going to give him a hug. Nathen backed away, scared. then the cloud spoke.

"Come here child," it said hypnoticaly. something about the voice was so soft and sweet that Nathen just had to do it. I walked toward it his hazel eyes turning green as the cloud inveloped him.