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The Loser's Club Ch.27

*** The storm will be told from three points of view, I'm sorry if it's confusing or short, but I want people to be surprised by what happens so I may not mention people by name. Enjoy! ***

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He had ignored his manservant's advice, he wanted to be at the eye of the storm, and he needed to. He had once heard that some ancient civilizations would call for strong storms to judge the wicked, their would tie the accused to the a piece of wood in the middle of the village, and the storm would either kill them or let them live.   He wanted that today, he had wronged many people, and he wanted judgment, and yet he knew he would be denied.

He had left the beach knowing that the damage would be minimum, and headed toward the dock, he wanted the destruction all the those boats would cause in a hurricane. He had walked there in a daze hearing the voices of all the people he had wronged, his list of sins great, as was his guilt, but his guilt didn't matter only his punishment.

The scene that greeted him was horrendous, the boats that had been there earlier were know gone, as only large pieces of them remained floating in the crashing waves or flew about in the strong winds. He walked to the end of the dock, and stopped to watch the sea, he looked up at the sky and asked the million-dollar question. "What do you want from me God?" the hurricane that was ravaging the island seems to quiet down as his answer. " Was I supposed to learn something from this farce of a life, I mean where do I go from here?"

His answer was a loud crash of thunder, accompanied by lightening in sky. He was about to turn away convinced that he was once again would he would be disappointed when he saw something that cased him to gasp, and then to dive into the water.

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He hadn't know it was suppose to storm, he had checked the weather reports twice before leaving, but saw nothing of the storm, had it he would have never left.

He had been sleeping peacefully next her, just enjoying the felling of being with the women he loved, when he felt the rocking sensation that jolted him awake. He had taken one more look at his life sleeping beside him as he tried to make his way on deck, but was tossed back and for several times before actually making it.

What he saw caused he heart to stop beating momentarily; the boat was now several feet from the dock, and pieces of it had already lost the war with the wind.  He ran to the helm, and began turning the wheel hoping that if nothing he could steer them out of the worst of the storm, but the currents were too strong, and he knew then that it was pointless.

He turned toward the storage hatch and began rifling through searching when he found the flare gun laying right on top of the life preservers. Grabbing all three items he runs toward the door leading below deck, when everything goes dark, he never saw the mast coming toward him.

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The first thing she noticed was that she was alone, she knew because whenever she was without him, a cold feeling came over her, and she was beginning to dread the feeling. She didn't know how she was going to live in the dorms without him, but she knew her dependency wasn't healthy.

Her thoughts were redirected when the boat shook with a force that caused her alarm; she realized that he must have gone up on deck to secure the boat. Using all her strength she clung to the walls of the room and climbed her way on deck, but paled when she didn't see him.

It was when she stepped out of the stairway to look for him that it happened.

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In Harmony

The storm has knocked out the power through out town, and after a night of accidents and scared people calling, Sam was glad to walk into his darken kitchen, but was a little surprised to find most of his family still up and huddle around the table. "Should you guys be sleeping?"

"Who can sleep with this storm raging outside. "? Jessica didn't mention that usually during a storm Kay would let her hide out in her bed, and tell her comforting stories about the real cause of thunder and lightening that always seemed to involve god and bowling.

"Besides we only have the one candle, someone forgot to restock from the last storm." Grace gave a scolding look to her daughter and niece.

"Don't look at us Kay was………" Jessica shut her mouth when she looked at the dark fury that came over her father's face. " Never mind."

The room got quiet and the tension became unbearable, forcing Hank to try to lighten the mood. He picked up the portable radio and began turning the dial trying to find music." Well let's not spend the night in silence, I suggest we dance." He smiled when he found what seemed to be the only station on the radio that haven't affected by the storm, but frowned when he realized it was a news station. "Darn." He was about to turn it off when his brother stopped him.

"Leave it, I want to know how long this think will go on." The room once again fell silent as they waited for the news.

" Ventura and surrounding counties can expect the rains and high winds to continue til four am, when the advisory will be lifted." The announcer gave the news in a deadpan voice, the monotony of the situation clearly evident. " The storm has so far caused minor damage to the state, and thankfully left no causalities." "This just in, Hurricane Nicole which was suppose to lose some power while making it's way toward Puerto Rico, has changed courses and has already ravaged several small Bermuda islands, worst hit so far was St. Lisa's which has lost all communications with the outside world, and has been declared a disaster area, the death toll is currently as 6, but is expected to rise once authorities can make a thorough search." "We'll keep you posted for anymore updates, but stay tuned for James Tyer's Money Hour."

Grace has lost all color in her face, hearing the name of the island where Brian and Kay had caused panic to seize her heart. Her daughter strapped on the island in the middle of a hurricane. "Oh God."

Sam came over and touched her shoulder, concerned over her outburst." Grace what's wrong?"

"Kay is on St. Lisa's island, she left this morning to go with Brian on his boat." She covered her mouth with her hand, as the tears began to fall, she felt Jessica and Charity embrace her, but she just felt the coldness of worry. Kay was in danger, she could feel it.

Sam collapsed in the nearby chair; the announcement had left one coherent though in his head. His baby girl was trapped on island been destroyed by a hurricane, and it was all Brian Lopez-Fitzgerald's fault.

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Back in St. Lisa

"Liz do we have any injuries?" Doc had barley made it back to the hotel with his medical bag, the storm was vicious, and he had ducked several large items on his run to his car and back.   

"No, yet Thank God, but the I could use some more help here." Liz turned and looked around the room, and found Joan passing out blankets to some guest." Can you get Brian for me?"

"Brian's not in his room, I checked before I came down." The woman continued to past out blankets, not noticing how her employer paled.

"Oh no." Liz walked toward the window and looked outside past the large X of masking tape already in place. "God I hope he and Kay found shelter, and didn't go to his boat."

" Not possible." Doc stepped behind her and laid a hand on her shoulder. "I passed the docks on my back, there are no boats left, there all gone, there's almost nothing left."

Liz was about the speak again when the wall she was leaning against shook, horror filled her eyes, but reason found it's voice." EVERYBODY MOVE TO THE CELLAR." Liz and Doc herded her guest into the cellar giving on last look out side hoping to see Brain and Kay.

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Coming Soon:

The aftermath of the storm, will bring some surprises, revelations, and force some people to make interesting decisions.