Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Aron knew before the Meteorite hit that some kid would end up crying. He wobbled more than he'd expected, and held onto a guiderail on the side of the wall. When all the annoying shaking was over, he smiled widely. Wow, this was much, much more exciting than back on Earth; just what he'd convinced his parents to come here for. Well, now his parents were dead, but he'd never actually met them anyways. His mom gave birth to him, then he was handeled by nannys his whole life. The only thing they did was make sure everyone in their mansion made sure he practiced lines and lyrics. Luckily their butler, Leonard, let him go outside whenever he wanted, and he seemed more like a father than his real father. Funny how his firstname was Aron's middle name. Aron Leonard Church. He laughed out loud at his name. Sure enough as he made it further down the hall, there was a girl on the floor crying. "Hey, mouse!" He called, reffering to her light brown hair. She obviously didn't know he was talking to her, so he put a hand on her back and helped her stand up. "Hey mouse, what's wrong?"

Story stared up at the two boys who were trying to help her, eyes filled with tears just enough for her to not be able to really see them. They... they were comforting her! She felt so overwhelmed and she stood. Had one of the boys called her mouse? "I'm.... I'm OK.. I guess" she sniffled. "my parents, they're they're GONE." Her pathetic attempt to avoid letting her voice crack did not succeed. She couldnt hold the tears in for much longer, so she let them stream down her face.

Not even bothering to reply Story flew into the arms of the tall handsome stranger. Then she remembered, she would never hug her parents again.... She cried even harder and let go of the hansome boy who had offered her a hug. She stepped back and looked at them both, trying to clear her mind she examined the boys, both handsome, She approved. Still in tears she muttered " I.... I'm really ssssorrry." She slowly lifted her finger to wipe the tears falling from her battered eyelashes.

"O...okay..... I, I'll try not to cry" She sniffled, and closed her eyes. She tried her hardest to block out the image of the hideous meteorite that plunged right onto her parents. Wait, happent the parents of these two been killed to? with a hint of sorrow to her voice and a ghost of a tear left in her eye she stated "I, I'm Story... I'm not usually this jittery, but you know... Arent yours gone to?" She hoped she wouldnt have to explain about what she meant by 'arent yours gone to?' Because of course she was asking about their parents....