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(I'm starting the story off with an introduction)

Hi my name is Reina, and I'm a 17 year old senior at Randulf High School in Tokyo, Japan. I'm kind of a ditz, but I go along with it. Most of my friends think I am too, but they like me for me and I like that. I'm a pretty cheerful person, so when I'm sad, I try and cheer myself up. I don't do too well on me, but when I cheer up my friends, I'm great.

I don't like math. It's one of my least favorite subjects, but I do like science, English, art, and I love to sing. My homeroom teacher Ms. Taylor is super nice, but when she's gone, she picks the worst substitutes. Some of them are old and they smell. Oh, and they're mean. I forgot to do one problem on my math homework and this one sub flipped out on me! I started to cry. Oh, that's another thing, I'm kind of a crybaby, not a big one, but I'm very emotional.

I have kind of a secret to tell all of you, I'm an Angel! No, no not a real one. An Angel Scout! My scout name is Angel Storm and I can control all weather, with the help of my other Angel Scouts. Speaking of which, I wonder when I'll ever meet up with them.

*****flashback*****

Anywho, it pretty much all started when this thunderstorm happened. See, I'm fascinated with thunderstorms. So, I was outside watching it and all of sudden, BANG!! A crash of lighting hit the ground over by a junk yard. I rushed on over to see it. When I got there, I saw fire everywhere, but I also saw a strange creature. It was a fox. I felt sorry for the poor little guy, so I decided to take care of him. While I was walking home, I noticed his tail was shaped like a lighting bolt. So, I named him, Bolt.

It didn't take long for him to get better, but when he did, he wasn't making fox noises? He was talking! Yeah, talking, a talking fox! I couldn't believe it! He started to talk to me, "Reina, listen to me. The Earth is going to be in great danger!"

I screamed and almost panic. "AH! A fox is talking to me! Bolt, how can you talk?"

Bolt was a little flustered, "REINA! The Earth, we must protect Earth, it's your duty as an Angel Scout!"

I looked confused. "An Angel what?!"

"An Angel Scout. You have the powers to control any type of weather. There are evil beings out there that are starting to stir, the Earth will fall to their power if no one stands in there way."

My eyes became widened open and my jaw dropped, "Wow! How are you going to stop them?"

Bolt rolls his eyes, "Well, why do you think I was looking for you to be the leader of the Angel Scouts?"

I didn't know how to answer, but words came out, "Well, I don't know, you just kind came out of know where and I found you. Wow, this must be destiny."

Bolt launched out, "DUH!"

I yelled at Bolt, "Hey, get off my case Bolt. I'm only a teenager."

Bolt sighed, "That's what I'm afraid of."

*****end of flashback*****

And that's how it all started. Bolt and I have been the best of friends. My parents don't understand why I would want a fox for a pet, but let me anyway. Oh, man, I'm late for class, got to run!

(end intro)

Reina was running through the halls hoping to make it to her homeroom class. "AH! I can't believe that I might be late again. Oh, I hope not." Turning the corner, she almost ran into...

Mikalla just blinked. She suddenly felt a sudden twinge of pity for every bull in the world. With such energy it would only take this Akiko a few weeks to put the entire species into danger of extinction. She brushed a raven colored lock of hair from her eyes. "We'll have to clone them if you are allowed to continue Akiko san, I doubt there are enough of them around to satisfy you appetite," the tall and usually quiet girl attempted to joke as she passed by.

A transfer student from Norway, she is also an Angel scout unawakened. Angel Mist who has direct control of you guessed it the mist and fog. Making her pretty much a defensive fighter. Only her Norse heritage and tall height 5'9 give her any real offensive capability. Also in Viking lore spirits of all sorts lived in the mists. She can communicate with them and control weaker benevolent ones, but maybe, just maybe there are some with whom she would be better off ignoring.

The 18 year old Junior (due to different standards and her multiple transfers she missed a year of school.)held her books close to her chest. She tried in her best attempt at Japanese, "We have the same schedule, don't we Akiko? Would mind me accompanying you to the classroom?" She flashes a shy smile.