Chiara Marino, Excerpt #6: The Blue Boy




Excerpt #6: The Blue Boy
  But her thoughts stopped short when she noticed the glow of a cool, blue light bursting repeatedly on the ceiling.

She got up and looked out her window where she saw two people fighting on the street. But this was no ordinary fight. As they exchanged blows, blasts of light flashed, illuminating the night.

She watched in stunned stillness for a split second.

Then she dashed out of her room.

She quietly opened the back door and snuck around the house, hiding behind a tree to get a closer look.

The fighters paused in their battle, facing each other.

One of the fighters was a man in a business suit who looked like he had been swallowed by a dark cloud. The other was probably close to her age, wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt. He looked like a normal teen boy, except that his whole body glowed blue.

The cloud-man jumped and flew through the air, landing behind the blue boy and grabbing him around the neck. The boy threw himself through the man’s legs. He then jumped back up, as if the laws of gravity didn’t apply to him and placed a hand on the man’s back.

Then he declared, “Be swept clean.”

Chiara saw the black smoke peel away from the man.

The man fell, the black smoke surrounded the boy, enshrouding him in darkness. Then an explosion of blue, swirling wind ripped the cloud apart until only the boy remained.


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