I wasn’t too sure about how it worked in the water, but I knew if I had attempted to create a cyclone in the air with Nat, it couldn’t happen. Or at least, not without a lot more build up. Moving air took time and distance. Maybe working from Nebraska with a good tailwind I could get enough mass moving to create a cyclone from scratch. I suspected the same was true for the water. Probably even longer because of how much mass water already had.
But me and
Maddy, using the Frost power, it seemed like nothing. Somehow the combination
of our powers led to something almost exponential, and it was hard not to like
that kind of power.
Maybe that’s why Jack and Nat are so opposed
to it. Power corrupts, etc.
Maddy swung
us up, corkscrewing our way to the surface inside
the waterspout. The spout surged sending millions of gallons into the eyewall
of the giant hurricane. I had heard of hurricanes creating waterspouts, but
nothing on this scale. The eyewall was too massive to be completely engulfed by
the waterspout, but it swallowed a big chunk of it, disrupting the wind. And
before we reached the top, I felt a chill coming from Maddy. The spout began
crystallizing.
We burst out of the top of the
spout, where I quickly formed a cloudboard for both of us. I swung us around to
watch as the entire spout froze, like a movie special effect. It wouldn’t last,
not with tropic temperatures, but with the eyewall disrupted and the convection
current completely wrecked, the hurricane should begin to dissolve.
“We can fly without the board, you
know,” Maddy said wryly.
“Oh, right. Habit.”