Raiko is rarely surprised by the weather. He can sense the ebe and flow of the air and sky all around like a physical presence, like how an expert diver can sense the movement of the sea about themselves. It came with the territory of being a Raiju. Well, half Raju anyways. He could always tell when a day would be sunny, when it would be cloudy, if there was to be rain or even storms. With enough time and effort he could even the effect the weather, on a local scale at least. Perhaps that was why he was feeling a twing of guilt right now. Normally he tried to provide protection for the fearsome elements of the sky to the farmers and villages he was near. Sure it was normally for a price, but that didn't mean he didn't know the lives and crops he saved by providing this service. But to even weaken a storm he had to feel it coming days in advanced...and this Hurricane had come from nowhere. 

No build up, no warning. As swiftly as a window being slid closed did the dark clouds of these monster storm blanket the sky, then with all the violence of a wrathful gods roar did the storm unleash its full fury on the land. This had intrigued Raiko, never had such a massive storm slipped past his senses. Not even those conjured by demons, sorcerers, or the divine Raijin himself. So the he was doing the insane, venturing out in the deadly maelstrom.  Armed not with the clothes on his back, a hat to help hide the tell tale demonic traits of his bloodline, and a umbrella.

Young though he may be by even the standards of a half demon, with his umbrella in hand the storm was little real threat to him as long as he treed carefully. "Good old great-great-great granddad, looking after your grandchildren even from the afterlife." He said with a. somewhat ironic, appreciative smirk to the tool made of demon bone and hide. His only keepsake from his demonic side of the family. 

 The black-and white parcel opened and held before him like a shield, the winds and rain parted around him, if only just. He could not move quickly for fear losing his concentration and opening up his body to the deadly elements. He had to be nearing the coast and the eye of the storm, given his surroundings. He glanced warily upward at the swirling dark clouds, feeling a strange and ominous presences. "Not made by nature, demon, man, nor god...what on earth could have summoned such power so quickly..." How could a young storm demon not be at least a little curious. 

as he came into sight of the shore, his question was answered, a bolt of lightning split the sky. But it didn't seem to come from the clouds proper. No, it came through the clouds, splitting them as easily as a breeze did the smoke of a camp fire. The sky could be seen in the gap made by the falling light and a chunk of the night sky laid bare once more. Like a falling star the mysterious light crashed into the sea with unimaginable force. 

The resulting chaos in nature was hypnotizing, the sea and the sky the winds and the waves at war, canceling and killing one another till both lay still as if no storm had happened tonight at all. Only the light that had washed on shore, who was apparently not a light at all but a young woman. The moonlight illuminated her through the parted clouds as her own  glowing aura faded. As the storm quieted down to nothing Raiko shut his umbrella and hung it on his back, running forward to inspect the mysterious woman who washed ashore.

He knelt by her side, daring not touch her for fear of what kind of injuries she may have sustained in the fall. "Clearly not human..." He mumbled to himself "But..this aura is neither demonic or divine..."