A storm is raging lightning hits a small stone but something is off it hits the same stone once more then another again the same stone, faster though till the bolts of lightning are no more than a beam of heat and light.

Thought. Awake. PAIN. HEAT. Are its first thoughts, it needs to get away from the pain the searing heat and light, its form being heated and molded by the heat and unseen hands. So much pain need to get away.

It crawls to escape the heat and light of the beam as it does the beam starts to fade its form cooling as the rain hits the now free form, stone now solid free of the heat and light. It now takes in its surrounding and its form, surrounded by rock and mountainous terrain it looks at its body made of still steaming stone as its upper body one solid peace almost mannequin like with a vibrant electric blue gem in its chest that's blue glow spider webs through out its torso, its lower body seeming made up of a pile of stones that shifted as it moved.

It was fascinated with the gem in its chest a part of it told itself that this was its heart its soul as long as this was here it was alive so it did what it thought was the safest and pushed and willed the gem to sink into its core safe behind its stone skin and with that done it sought a place a direction to go it saw the storm moving away the light and heat that hurt it earlier so the other direction it is.

IT walked or well rolled,avalanched, rock-slide, no what going with rolled for what seemed like hours but to IT no time had passed as IT had grown interested in its body seeing what else it could do with it since it could change it seemingly at will it changed its finger tips to obsidian claws finding it could change the rock it was made of it didn't know what the black glass like stone was but it was pretty in the sun light and it was sharp, tearing through a tree like paper.

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IT started to "play" with its many stones acting as its lower half molding them into shapes with its hands like clay it was learning at an alarming rate it found that spheres let it move fast on flat spots and cubes let it climb most things easily with a mix of them both now acting as it lower half it could move much faster then you would think something with no legs should and with some cubes having spikes it can climb quite well, some of ITs lower parts even seem to be changing between them as needed.

Other than these experiments ITs been doing with its form nothing going on it continues in as straight a line it can.

ITs been having fun testing this form, body that's the word it can change at ITs will claws, spears ,shapes are no problem it wonders why it would need the claws or a spear but something in it says they will be use full and safe to have. IT has seen a deer that's what its called IT thinks there were 4, 2 big and 2 small something screamed in ITs head to end them to gain strength as another said no its unnecessary the voices argued IT did not understand IT did not know these voices but IT now knew were and how it new what it did names of things it never saw and other things. 

The voices went quit, IT felt their focus and stopped its roll IT asked what they were and why, "they in ITs head".