Zara's tired blue eyes hazily surveyed a recent news issue.  'Rainbow prophecy to occur tonight'  The article was titled.  The black haired girl seemed to chuckle at this.  How could such a thing happen?  Seven rainbow warriors were to fight the darkness and restore the hidden rainbow, that just about summarized the article.

She gently dragged a second paper to her view, this one more fragile and yellowed.  It was dated back about fifty years, and she was very lucky to have found it in the non- fiction section the day before.  She skimmed through, delighted at the amount of information in this passage.  It even spoke of a little- known- of white warrior (Wink, wink, Dart ;D), who was supposedly very important to the prophecy.  After all, Zara had read that white was a combination of all the colors of light, so it did make sense.  The white warrior was said to be the final piece when the rainbow was repaired, giving it it's luster and finishing touches.  But the power of this color was unknown, if they even did have a power.

Clearly finished with all this, Zara slid the parchment aside, rising from the table she'd perched at and exiting the cluttered building through the front door.  It had rained just recently, leaving puddles scattered about, the sky still dark and gloomy.  Of course, this girl happened to like the rain.  She approached the side of the road.  Traffic was moving fast as usual.

The unexpecting bright- eyed girl didn't have time to react when a blatantly speeding Minivan dahsed by, kicking a puddle up.  A fountain of water towered over her for a split second before engulfing her entire body.  Thank goodness it wasn't muddy, or she'd have thrown a huge fit.

"What the hell is your problem?!"  The angered girl raised a fist in a threatening gesture.  They most likely didn't hear or see her, but to Zara it didn't matter.  She attempted to squeeze the moisture out of her clothing, the cold weather attacking her damp skin.  A shudder overcame the girl, the breeze so frigid her bones felt frozen.

((Ok!))

Kasey walked down the street the collor of his jaket pushed up to keep some of the cold air from rushing down his neck an into his jaket. His hands were hiden in in his pockets to keep them as warm as possible. It was slightly sprikling from the dark gray clouds above but Kasey didn't mind much. He didn't like the rain but he wasn't opposed to it either just as long as he wasn't freezing. He saw from a distance a girl get completly soaked by a car that rushed by into a puddle. He couldn't help but laugh slightly. He felt bad for the girl but he didn't know he so he didn't care all that much. He was on his way to the movie store down the street. Him and his buddies allways watched movies at each others house on rainy days. Ussually they were scary moves but they also mixed in Comedy sometimes as well. He passed the girl who was soaked and noded in a greeting just to be nice like he did to every body. He rememberd he had done so to the principle of his school one aternoon after he had just imploded the girls bathroom. The look on the mans face was priceless. It was a mixture of anger, confision, and something else Kasey couldn't figure out but either way it made him look constipated. He trided to supress a smile but he couldn't as he opened the door to the movie store.

"'Sup, man?"

Aaron was greeted with yet another hand holding up, in the gesture of a high-five. Without even looking at the person who owned the hand, he slapped it with his own, hitting it spot-on. "Hey, uh..." Aaron looked at the dude who just high-fived him. "Chad." Chad worked at the coffee shop that Aaron loved to go to on Sundays. Chad meant well, but he talked...a lot.

"Yo, dude, did you hear about this nonsense?" Chad asked Aaron, shoving a newspaper into his hands. "Rainbow Prophecy at Midnight," read the headline. Chad watched as Aaron read the article, asking him pointless questions that Aaron pretended he didn't hear. When he was done, he gave the newspaper back to Chad and Chad asked, "Do you believe that's really gonna happen?" Aaron scoffed. "Hell no, man. That stuff only happens in books."

Looking around nervously as if someone was tailing after her, the young brown (at the moment for now)-haired girl held the handle of her umbrella close; twirling it a bit in her hands. Today she was wearing a simple, white summer dress, a lawngreen rain coat, and white flats. She knew today was gonna be a rainy day, but she had no idea the aftermath would be so gloomy and wet. Continuing her walk home, she saw a black-haired girl get splashed, causing Rozalin to frown.

"That poor girl... she must be soaked..." she murmured sadly with a sympathetic frown, watching the girl for a quickly moment before cotinuing to walk. Rozalin really did hope that the girl was going to get home safe. It was too cold to be out here for long.

Soon the girl arrived home, finding herself curled up on the couch in a white fluffy robe and sipping some hot cocoa. Her parents were gonna be late from work it seemed... oh joy. She was glad she had escaped the frigid weather. Reaching for the remote she turned on the TV. The News was blabbing about silly stuff. 'Rainbow Prophecy'? In her opinion, it was just blasphemy. Pure and unadulterated blasphemy. At the same time, it did intriuge her. That was the thing about legends... you couldn't help but be interested in them because you never knew if they were true or not.

This one seemed false to her.

"Ouch," Claire murmured to herself, watching the black haired girl get soaked. "That's not good..." Running, but more in a skipping motion Claire haulted infront of the dark haired girl ( Zara ) "Would you like my jacket? I don't need it, I love the rain. I mean, I love the rain, but I also love this weather," she said with a smile ear to ear. She paused for a moment then held her hand out, her amber eyes watching this girl with confusion. "The name's Claire," she stated with a small giggle.

(( Gahh D: curse yellow! Can everyone see/read this color?))