A thunderous rumble roared throughout the sky as a heavy gust of wind followed soon after. The smell of rain was heavy in the air, a premonition to what was to befall the city.

Sitting on the edge of the towering skyscrapers roof, two overlooked the city. On one side of the city, a multitude of buildings, both destroyed and standing; on the other, the slums followed by the approaching storm overhead and the devastation which would soon follow suit...

Melissa sighed, facing the storm as she sat on the edge of the roof, her hands digging into its concrete, afraid of accidently falling.

Melissa: "We cant catch a break! So many storms in this month alone!"

The other, leaning against her shoulder, sat with one leg hanging off the roof.