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A few short bits at the beginning, they looked a lot longer on Microsoft Word, okay... haha. This chapter isn't too exciting, we're only just getting into the story so don't expect a lot. And do try and remember I'm new to adventure/action.

Here is: Battle of the Waves


Battle of the Waves

The first thing Vincent noticed was how cold the water was. The second thing he noticed was how hard it was to get to the surface and his cape did not help at all. If anything it was a burden to him but he wouldn't part with it. Finally after a moments struggle he had made it to the surface. The ocean gave him a split second to breathe until it threw him down again. He kicked and shoved his way through the water to the surface again. Once again he got a split second to take a breath and then was knocked under again from the powerful waves. The rough sea splashed in his face, almost choking him with salt water. This was immeasurable; he couldn't keep this up for long.


Cloud shouted and yelled for Tifa as he fought against the killer waves. He looked around frantically for any sign of her but didn't have much time as another swell shoved him below the surface again. He had timed the waves and found that every 2 to 3 seconds an unbeatable, strong one would come. He pressed forward and tried again, "Tifa! Teef! Answer me!" And then his 3 seconds were up and he dove back down. He even looked for her underwater. He had one thought on his mind, and that was to find Tifa. It was always a natural duty for him to protect Tifa, ever since he had lost Aerith and Zack. He wasn't going to lose her now. He broke out of the water again and yelled, "Tifa!"

But still, no response.


Barret held onto his daughter as the ocean sent them tumbling, twirling and plummeting. He swam to the top to let himself and Marlene to have a breather.

"Daddy, I'm scared," Marlene said through tears

"Don't worry, Daddy's here."

Another wave sent them down. There were a few times in the water when Marlene would slip out of Barret's strong hold but he would pull her back to him. He dragged her back to the top so they could breathe. Their throats were raw from the amount of sea water they had each consumed. He couldn't help but worry about his other friends who were caught in this lethal whirlpool of going under and then over and then under and then over.

"What about Denzel and Aunt Tifa!" Marlene exclaimed while flapping her arms trying to stay afloat.

"Don't worry, I'm sure they're fine."


Tifa was always a strong swimmer but no matter how hard she tried the stupid wind would take the air she needed to breathe from away, or the water would thrust her down. It was still dark and she couldn't see ahead in the gloom. The wave motion made her do somersaults and rollie pollies in the sea. She kicked herself to the surface and breathed heavily trying to get as much air as she could. The coldness didn't help. She felt her fingers getting numb and only prayed that this constant hell would end.

It felt like she had been in this torture for hours but in reality is had only been a few minutes. Suddenly something wrapped around her waist and pulled her up. She took a few breaths and turned to see blue eyes meet hers. A wave pushed her down again but he didn't let go of her. He had finally found her after what felt like the longest struggle he's had in a long time.

She was safe in his arms but that still didn't make the experience any better.


"Reno! Rude! Yuffie! ANYBODY!"

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"Barret! Tifa! Help, someone!"

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"Tseng!"

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"Oh come on!"

Elena continued to scream and scream, but was always cut short because of the storm. She could still see the boat in the distance. It was turned completely over. Everyone was now in the same position as her somewhere out at sea, fighting their own battle. How much agony had she been through since she left her bedroom? The water was freezing and rough. Elena was not a strong swimmer, in fact swimming and heights were her two biggest fears.

"HELPP MEE!" She continued to scream. She didn't want to go this way. Drowning. Oh what a horrible death. If she could, she would have cried. 'I'm gonna have one heck of a cold after this' she thought as she swam to the surface to breathe. She anxiously turned her head around looking for someone else.

It felt like a lifetime had gone by but in veracity it had only been 2 minutes until she saw, Cid's head bobbing on the surface. Gathering all her strength, she kicked and swam her way through the water. Slowly over time she made her way to him.

"Cid" ... "Cid!" ... "Cid!" ... "CID!" She screamed as she swam to him whilst ducking under the continuous waves.

"Elena!" Cid said as he spotted her coming toward him. Once she reached him he gripped her and she held him so they could both stay afloat.

"This is horrible." Elena sputtered out while the waves continued to push them furiously down.

"I know. My pack of smokes are all soaked now!"


He had survived. It was one tough fight against the sea but he had won. He was alive and he was damn proud about it too. He didn't want to move so he just lay there on the beach. He was tired, all the swimming and yelling had made him weary. Finally, he fought the urge to sleep and sat up, rubbing the back of his neck. Sand was all over him.

He stood up brushing his suit and shaking his head free of the sand in his hair. He pulled out his PHS only to find it damaged from the water. The screen on it was frozen and the time said 5:21 AM. It must've frozen at some point he was in the sea.

He looked around and saw that the beach was secluded. He had to find someone, before he did anything. If he survived, then it was likely someone else would have too and they couldn't be too far. For all he knew, someone could be unconscious on the sand just around the corner. He started walking down the beach hoping to run into someone else that survived the violent waves of the sea.

About an hour had passed and he still found himself walking down the beach. The distance he had already covered was surprisingly low but he was exhausted. He had nearly given up on finding someone until he saw something embedded in the sand ahead. With new hope he found himself running forward towards what lay in the sand. As he got closer he saw some type of lion like beast.

"Nanaki!" He shouted as he approached him. Red was unconscious and not far from him laid Cait Sith in the sand. "Cait? Cait are you okay?" at the mention of his name Cait suddenly sprang up.

"Tseng! You're alive!"

Tseng just grinned at him and looked down at Red.

"Is Red okay?"

"He's been like that for ages. I've just been resting here waiting for him to wake up."

Tseng nodded. "Have you seen anyone else?"

"You're the first one I've seen."

Tseng just sighed in response and looked out at the dark waves. The moon was glistening on them and it made the tips or the swells sparkle in the darkness.


She sat there on the sand, shivering and dripping wet, with her knees together and her arms hugging them, watching the waves roll softly onto the beach. To think that not long ago these waves nearly killed her made a chill run up her spine. She looked at the man who lay next to her sleeping. A smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she watched the slow rise and fall of the man's chest; the only sign that he was alive.

She had to thank Vincent Valentine, if he hadn't saved her from the wrath of the water, Yuffie Kisaragi would be dead to the world. 'And what a loss that would be' she thought in her head. Yuffie checked her pouch for the third time since she had woken up, checking that all her materia was there. The smiled as she counted 8 orbs of materia, they were all there. It was pure luck that she didn't lose any in the water. The man next to her stirred in the sand, Yuffie was surprised by his sudden movement. His crimson eyes suddenly sprung open and he sat up straight away in alert.

He spun his head around looking at the beach around him. He was alive; he was in disbelief at first. He saw something move on the corner of his eye and turned to meet the eyes of Yuffie. She grinned at him. 'Oh yeah, I saved her didn't I?' he thought to himself.

"How are you?" Vincent asked in his monotone voice.

"A little nauseous, I swallowed a lot of seawater and the ride on the ship wasn't all too pleasant." They sat there in awkward silence for a while, not looking at eachother. "So what happens now?" Yuffie said, breaking the silence.

"We should try finding the others and at the same time try to find out where we are." Vincent said as he stood up, dusting himself clean of sand and dust. Yuffie mimicked his actions and looked around.

"Well, we're on an island." She said pointing out the obvious.

"I realised." Vincent mused. "I think it would be wise to search the beaches of this island, if the others survived we would most likely find them washed up ashore somewhere."

Yuffie nodded and started following Vincent down the sand dunes. They spent the next 2 or 3 hours just walking silently on the sand. Yuffie couldn't help but think in her head, 'a walk on the beach, how romantic'. She smiled inwardly at the fact that she ended up with Vincent and at the fact that he was the one who saved her. She could die happy now. She tried to make converse as she paced behind Vincent down the beach and the numerous dunes. Most of her attempts consisted of, "So that storm was pretty rough, ai?" or "The weather sure has cleared up," and he would just reply with a simple nod. She had to admit that he wasn't the best when it came to conversations.

She sighed and continued walking behind Vincent, looking at her feet. She probably didn't mean much to him. He probably only saved her because she was there at the time. She was probably an annoying fly on the side of the windscreen of his life, being smacked to the side by the window wipers each and every time. Yuffie was so lost in her thoughts that she hadn't noticed that Vincent had stopped walking so in result, she just ran right into him.

"Sorry," she blurted out, her heart beginning to pick up its pace. Vincent just raised a hand, silencing her. She immediately caught onto what he was thinking and remained quiet. She strained her ears trying to hear whatever he had heard but she could only hear the calm lapping of the waves and the wind that guided them. "What is it?" she whispered.

"I feel we're being watched." Vincent said.

Yuffie looked around for any sign of someone or something else. She saw nothing but knew not to underestimate Vincent's instincts. If he said someone was watching them, someone was watching them.


The pain in the back of Barret's head was excruciating. He slowly lifted his head to make sure that he didn't get dizzy. Other than the sharp pain at the back of his head and the exhaustion he felt, he was fine. He stood up slowly, shaking his head, "Man... Those oceans sure don't like me." He muttered as he looked out at the now peaceful sea. He brushed the sand and beach particles off himself and started to examine the beach. In the distance he spotted two humanoid shapes. 'Looks like I wasn't the only one the sea spat out,' he thought to himself as he walked unsteadily over to them. It was still early morning and the cold wind from the night still remained but it wasn't as strong. The clouds were like white beds of cotton, nestled atop the bare cerulean sky. With the sun shining it's new morning rays through the gaps of the clouds. As Barret walked over to the two unknown people he couldn't help but feel a stab of shame, he had lost Marlene in the water, but they were only a mere 100 metres from the shore. It was possible she made it herself or was washed ashore from the waves. Barret just hoped that she wasn't too far.

As he approached the two humanoid shapes he quickly realised that one had blonde spiky hair. He cracked a grin and jogged down the rest of the shore towards them. When he got closer he could see Cloud's arm was wrapped around Tifa's waist and that both of them were unconscious. Before he knew it he was standing next to his two friends. He leant closer to Cloud and examined his face.

He looked alive. Barret poked him on the shoulder to try and get a reaction out of him but got no response.

Poke. Poke. Still no answer. He poked him one last time on the shoulder and it was like he hit the 'on' button because Cloud instantly woke up. He groaned, reaching for his head straight away. Cloud shuffled in the sand and then opened his mako glowing eyes. The first thing he saw was Barret's face and his big grin spread from ear to ear. His head jerked back in surprise and fear and Barret pulled away with his huge grin still on his face.

"Jeez Barret, do you have to be so close?" He asked as he sat up in the sand running a hand through his hair to shake the sand out. His spikes bending back and forth from the gesture.

"Man, you're alive and all you can think about is your personal space? If I didn't know any better, you bein' a selfish ass. You selfish ass!" He exclaimed. Cloud just smiled in return.

"That storm sure was something." Then he realised Tifa was next to him. He studied her for a moment and soon saw the rise and fall of her chest, suggesting she was alive too. "Did anyone else survive?"

"I only woke up about 10 minutes ago, further down the beach," Barret said while he pointed behind his back to where he woke up. He rubbed the back of his head, "Is it just me, or does your head really hurt?" Barret said, hoping he wasn't the only one in pain.

"Everything hurts." Cloud replied. He turned to Tifa and softly brushed the hair of her face. The simple motion caused her to wake up, which he didn't mean to do. "Morning sleepyhead," he said as she squinted her eyes in the sunlight that was now pouring on them.

She groaned and coughed a little as she sat up. Her throat felt coarse from the amount of water she must have swallowed and she felt nauseous aswell. She looked to see Cloud sitting next to her and Barret standing beside Cloud.

"That was awful," she said as she remembered the storm.

"You got that right." Barret said.

Cloud stood up and looked at Barret with a new look of concern on his face. "Where's Marlene?"

Barret just looked out to the blue ocean. "I lost her." He said quietly.

Cloud gave Tifa a hand and helped her up. She brushed her shirt free of the sand that stuck to her. She wanted nothing more than to reassure Barret that Marlene had survived but it would be pointless. A little girl wouldn't have survived the strong waves. Heck, Tifa wouldn't have even survived if it wasn't for Cloud, but there was still hope, Marlene could have been swept up onto the sand from the waves. It was scary to think that she was still in the ocean.

"Have you seen anybody else? Any sign that the others are alive?" Tifa asked.

"No, I was just telling Cloud not long ago that I just woke up not far from here. I spotted you two straight away and came over."

"So what's the plan, chief?" Tifa said crossing her arms and looking at Cloud expectantly.

Cloud rolled his eyes, "I think we should search the island for the others and at the same time, think of a way to get home. We have no idea how far we are from civilisation, but then again, we could have washed up on a resort island."

"I hope we washed up on a resort island." Barret said.

"Don't you think someone would have found us by now if we were on a civilised island?" Tifa spoke up. Barret and Cloud just looked at her blankly in return. Did she have to be so realistic?

"Come on, let's try finding someone else."


Cid used to like the ocean. Now he hated it. He despised it. It had been almost an hour since he and Elena woke up on the shore of this, so far, deserted island. They had begun searching the island for others but started to lose hope. They had found no sign of anyone and had given up on searching the beach. They were now making their way inland and through a jungle. The jungle wasn't too bad when they first entered it, but the further they walked into it, the worse it got. First of all, it was humid and sweaty and Cid and Elena felt all sticky. Second, there were no clear paths and Cid found himself using his spear to cut through vines, bushes and all sorts of plant life. Third, they were thirsty and hungry, not to mention tired from the struggle of survival in the sea.

Some of the plants in the jungle were sharp with thorns and Elena kept getting her clothes caught on them. She looked at her watch to see that it was now 8 am. They had been walking for nearly 3 hours and she needed a rest.

"Cid, maybe we should have a rest now." She said and he agreed. Cid sat down on a tree stump only 5 metres from where Elena sat down. She rested her back on the nearby tree. "Do you think we were the only two who survived?"

Cid pondered this for a moment and shook his head, "Nah, the others would have made it. Don't worry, we'll run into them at some point. I have this gut feeling."

Cid used his handkerchief to wipe his forehead of the sweat he had from the humidity in the jungle. He looked back at the plants he had cut through to make a pathway. It was obvious now that this island wasn't very populated. He pulled out his pack of wet cigarettes that he had been slowly drying.

"Stupid sea." He muttered.


A lot of short puzzle pieces were put together in this chapter haha.

Thank you to: Genesis, Helliebabe, silverofaheartless and vLuna for reviewing chapter 1 (Downpour Disturbance). It means a lot to me when people review.

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