TheSilverBullet
Great-Grandson of the Flash
MaxwellCharlie
Anaheim California
It was a relatively calm evening in the city of Anaheim. The warm summer breeze invited people out to shop and dine outside. Sainta Monica Pier was a glow against the setting sun over the Pacific Ocean. The smog rolling over the city causing a haze to fall over the city.
But then vibrations started shaking through the air, and dark rumbling storm clouds shrouded the city as the wind picked up, and the crack of thunder echoed across the skies. Lightning streaking down as red, yellow, and blue bolts igniting small brush fires. This was no natural storm.
Anaheim California
It was a relatively calm evening in the city of Anaheim. The warm summer breeze invited people out to shop and dine outside. Sainta Monica Pier was a glow against the setting sun over the Pacific Ocean. The smog rolling over the city causing a haze to fall over the city.
But then vibrations started shaking through the air, and dark rumbling storm clouds shrouded the city as the wind picked up, and the crack of thunder echoed across the skies. Lightning streaking down as red, yellow, and blue bolts igniting small brush fires. This was no natural storm.