I don't like storms...

"Mommy!"

"What is it dear?"

"I don't like the storm."

"Oh, darling. There's nothing to be scared of! It's just lightning breaking the sound barrier. So there's a flash of light, and then a boom. It won't last long, it'll move over us and then be gone."

"Don't like the flashes."

"Shh... I know. But you just have to try and ignore them."

"But they light him up!"

"Sorry? What? Light who up?"

"Him!"

She turned around as a block of shadow black moved from the corner of the room. The glint of the blade in its hands flashed brightly.