Strong Enough
A Yu-gi-oh Fanfiction
The tiny skim boat was battered around by the dark green water. The rain had subsided, but the winds had picked up and blew the ocean into a frenzy. Lone squinted her eyes and looked out over the rolling waves. There wasn't a single seagull in the air. Not a soul around. She doubted there were fish anywhere near here either.
"This is a strange storm" Lone said to herself.
"That's true" mako said, obviously hearing her. Lone just remained staring into the green and gray void. The whole group had gathered on the top of the hull and were about to leave port. Mako started the small skimmer's engine with no hint of trouble. If they could just avoid the choppy areas, then the trip would run smoothly till they got to Battle Island.
Of course, nothing ever works out that way...soon the waves grew to greater hights and longer sizes. Everyone had gone below deck into the engine room for cover from ice cold water, but Lone stood on the hull confidently.
All of a sudden a giant, freezing wave slammed dead on into the starburd (right) side of the skimmer. sending Lone through the air. She came down hard against the left end railing. It was the only thing that kept her from flying out to sea. Lone shook off the pain and and held tight to the railing. She could see another wave comming for the tiny skimmer and she had no time to retreat to the engine room or the steering cabin.
Obviously Mokuba had not seen the wave and came above deck to see if Lone was okay. Lone tried to warn him, but it was too late. The green hazard come upon the boat like a quick blow to the gut. Mokuba's grip on the swinging door loosened and he tumbled out onto the cold, wet deck. Lone released her grip on the rail to go get him, but she slipped on her way there and fell hard against the wood paneling.
Another wave, larger than the two before, had slammed against the left side this time, showering Lone and drenching her with freezing ocean water. She could feel the salt in her eyes. Lone quickly got up and looked around. mokuba was barely clinging to the left rail about 10 feet away from her. Lone slid down the deck, using the water to her advantage, and quickly grabbed Mokuba's hand at the last minute as it left the railing.
At that moment a smaller wave crashed into the bow (front) of the boat and sent it's nose skyward. Lone held fast to Mokuba, who was soaking wet and crying a bit, as they slid backward and crashed into the back rail. The rain had started up again. Not like it really mattered, they were drenched already.
The waves were comming faster now, and larger. They hit one right after another. It was like they were all aimed at that one particular skimmer!
"I'm gunna have ta hurt ya for this, Seto." Lone said, for no real reason at all. Lone held Mokuba tighter and a wave knocked them from behind and sent them sailing to the middle section of the boat.There was no railing to hold onto out there, just wood panels. To the left there was the railing...but the right! To the right was the steering cabin that led down to the engine room. Lone skidded towards it, but it as no use. A huge wave came from the right side and rolled Lone down back to the left railing.
The rain came down harder now. It whipped in the wind and slashed at Lone's clothes. It whistled in her ears and tenced her mustles, almost making her strangle Mokuba, poor kid. He squeaked. Lone got to her knees. The waves were getting smaller, but that was no time to celebrate. They were still deadly and strong. Lone staggered to her feet. There weren't many waves she couldn't stand up for on the right side. She grabbed Mokuba and quickly dashed for the cabin door, trying to beat the green death hazards. Every time a wave came up in front of Lone, she would jump to avoid it. She did this several times before a left wave slapped the skimmer head on as she came down sending her and Mokuba through the air and slam into the wall of the cabin.
The tiny skim boat was battered around by the dark green water. The rain had subsided, but the winds had picked up and blew the ocean into a frenzy. Lone squinted her eyes and looked out over the rolling waves. There wasn't a single seagull in the air. Not a soul around. She doubted there were fish anywhere near here either.
"This is a strange storm" Lone said to herself.
"That's true" mako said, obviously hearing her. Lone just remained staring into the green and gray void. The whole group had gathered on the top of the hull and were about to leave port. Mako started the small skimmer's engine with no hint of trouble. If they could just avoid the choppy areas, then the trip would run smoothly till they got to Battle Island.
Of course, nothing ever works out that way...soon the waves grew to greater hights and longer sizes. Everyone had gone below deck into the engine room for cover from ice cold water, but Lone stood on the hull confidently.
All of a sudden a giant, freezing wave slammed dead on into the starburd (right) side of the skimmer. sending Lone through the air. She came down hard against the left end railing. It was the only thing that kept her from flying out to sea. Lone shook off the pain and and held tight to the railing. She could see another wave comming for the tiny skimmer and she had no time to retreat to the engine room or the steering cabin.
Obviously Mokuba had not seen the wave and came above deck to see if Lone was okay. Lone tried to warn him, but it was too late. The green hazard come upon the boat like a quick blow to the gut. Mokuba's grip on the swinging door loosened and he tumbled out onto the cold, wet deck. Lone released her grip on the rail to go get him, but she slipped on her way there and fell hard against the wood paneling.
Another wave, larger than the two before, had slammed against the left side this time, showering Lone and drenching her with freezing ocean water. She could feel the salt in her eyes. Lone quickly got up and looked around. mokuba was barely clinging to the left rail about 10 feet away from her. Lone slid down the deck, using the water to her advantage, and quickly grabbed Mokuba's hand at the last minute as it left the railing.
At that moment a smaller wave crashed into the bow (front) of the boat and sent it's nose skyward. Lone held fast to Mokuba, who was soaking wet and crying a bit, as they slid backward and crashed into the back rail. The rain had started up again. Not like it really mattered, they were drenched already.
The waves were comming faster now, and larger. They hit one right after another. It was like they were all aimed at that one particular skimmer!
"I'm gunna have ta hurt ya for this, Seto." Lone said, for no real reason at all. Lone held Mokuba tighter and a wave knocked them from behind and sent them sailing to the middle section of the boat.There was no railing to hold onto out there, just wood panels. To the left there was the railing...but the right! To the right was the steering cabin that led down to the engine room. Lone skidded towards it, but it as no use. A huge wave came from the right side and rolled Lone down back to the left railing.
The rain came down harder now. It whipped in the wind and slashed at Lone's clothes. It whistled in her ears and tenced her mustles, almost making her strangle Mokuba, poor kid. He squeaked. Lone got to her knees. The waves were getting smaller, but that was no time to celebrate. They were still deadly and strong. Lone staggered to her feet. There weren't many waves she couldn't stand up for on the right side. She grabbed Mokuba and quickly dashed for the cabin door, trying to beat the green death hazards. Every time a wave came up in front of Lone, she would jump to avoid it. She did this several times before a left wave slapped the skimmer head on as she came down sending her and Mokuba through the air and slam into the wall of the cabin.