*Disclaimer* Pearl Harbor is not mine it's Randall Wallace's, and so is everything else, but my ideas!

Chapter One- Attack on Pearl

December 7th rolled around. Everyone was fast asleep in the early morning. Except all the people who woke up early on Sundays to go to church. A certain coolness filled the air in Hawaii.

Rafe McCawley slept in the back of his friend's (well, after last night they didn't know what to call each other) convertible.

Not to long ago, Rafe was presumed dead, after being shot down by some German airplanes. His best friend at the time, Danny, tried his hardest to move on with the heavy burden upon his shoulders.

Not only was Danny left in despair, but Rafe also had a girlfriend he left behind. Evelyn. Three months after Rafe was claimed dead, Evelyn and Danny decided to move on, together. With emotions running high for each other.

Now, that Rafe was back, he was angry at Danny for betraying him like that. The hatred ended up in a fight the night before.

Now, the next morning they were in Danny's car sleeping. Danny Walker moaned and groaned in the front seat.

Over a few miles away from them, a whole Japanese army flew in unison. They were planning on attacking the Pacific Fleet, Pearl Harbor.

A suspicion of an attack from the Japanese flew in the breeze. But the Japanese covered themselves by pretending to make peace treaties. That America actually fell into.

Now, America blinded by their own arrogance, had not worried about the attack that some officials worried about. Instead, the higher officials shrugged them off.

Now because of America's stupidness the Japanese were headed to attack Pearl Harbor. With bombs attached to there fighter planes, this attack was almost easy.

The first few planes whipped over where Danny and Rafe lied fast asleep. Hearing the engines roaring above, Danny moaned.

"Why is the Navy having practice so early on a Sunday?" his southern accent spoke.

He rubbed his big brown eyes. Rafe still asleep didn't answer. More of the Japanese planes flew above. People from all over the island saw them, in awe they would stare at them.

One Japanese fighter plane hovered the water, as he approached his destination. He grabbed the throttle that would lower a torpedo. Sweating, pushing on farther, he was doing this for his nation. And they would be proud of him.

The Navy men that were awake saw the planes. Some of the men were cleaning of the decks, or gambling. And below, inside of the ships many of them lied sleep.

The fighter plane that had the torpedo ready let go of it. The weapon charged for the first ship. Three men that were hanging outside of the ship, cleaning it, saw the torpedo coming from the distance.

Realizing what it was the they went to cry but the bomb hit the ship interrupting their cries. Danny shot up out of the car and looked at the base.

Planes dropped bombs all over the place. Rafe still lied asleep. Danny leaned over and shook him.

"Wake up Rafe!" he yelled.

"Go find your own girl, Danny!" Rafe mumbled in his sleep.

"Rafe, the harbor is being attacked! Get your lazy butt up!"

Rafe's dark eyes opened. He sat up and looked around the island.

"Holy crap! Well don't just stand there Danny, drive!" he yelled.

Danny fell on the driver seat and drove fast. All over the harbor ships exploded. Either planes were dropping bombs or they were just flying into things.

The two friends drove to the harbor. They stopped at the deck. Frantically they jumped on one of the ships, trying to help people.

Men screamed for help from every space of the ship. Most of them were injured severely. The painful cries of the men agonizing in pain were unbearable.

A plane dropped another torpedo on the ship. The impact of the explosion sent Danny flying over the edge of the ship. Rafe saw him fall.

"Danny!" he screamed.

Rafe had an injured man in his arms. The man had a deep gash in his neck. Sadly, he died. Rafe stood up and ran to the edge of the hit ship.

"Danny!" he screamed once more.

Looking around the water for his friend. He didn't care that Danny stole Evelyn. Danny's life was in jeopardy, and just because he took his girl, didn't mean Rafe couldn't save him.

Many of the men struggled to swim in the frigid cold waters. Searching through the many faces Rafe still wanted to know where Danny was.

Then to his relief he saw Danny surface the water. He had a another man in his arms. The man looked unconscious, and blood poured down his face.

Danny carried the man to the edge of the dock, through the anarchy of people. Rafe met him at the dock. He reached out his hand to carry the young man.

Danny came out of the cool water. He was drenched in water.

"Is...is he breathing?" he asked breathless.

Rafe put his ear by the man's chest. He couldn't hear anything.

"No, he isn't?"

He looked up to see a tear rolling down his friend's wet face.

"You know him or something?"

"He was Clay James. I came to know him when you were over in Britain." Danny said.

Just then a major explosion screamed behind them. They turned around to see the Arizona sinking slowly.

"We better go," Rafe said.