Disclaimer: I do not own any AVATAR trademarks, etc, characters, etc. only the plot and my characters. I also do not own the title of this chapter, it's the property of AVATAR, and if you'd notice, it's in quotes for that reason. I also do not own an ipod, a waterproof backpack, or as Kabira would call it, a bp, a sailboat, and anything else that I forgot to mention. I just own the characters and the story line (plot).

Lin13- Sorry about having to deal with your big brother, I don't have one, so I don't really know what it's like. He's loosely based on my cousin, but very, very loosely. And Cadee is very loosely based on my younger sister when she was that age, and Kabira is based on me, but just the personality of the character. And by the way, my cousin (Pavan) is about 20 I think, and he lives in Houston, but I never get to see him, so I don't think that would work out. Lol just joking! Thanks for reviewing!

By the way, I'm gonna try to update every time I get at least about 3 reviews, so tell your friends!

Here's a note: Cadee (pronunciation: Cay-dee), Kabira (Ka-beer-a), Pavan (Pay-van), just to letthe guys know that have a little trouble pronouncing my crazy names, much thanks to , which I also do not own.

This was my favorite chapter to write so far. It was great fun to write this chapter, but don't think I'm cold and heartless, its just that my imagination got to gowild…I've never been through a storm like this that I could remember. I did go through Hurricane Andrew, but I don't really remember that. Please tell me what you thought of thestorm when you finish reading. It took a LOT of work.

THIS DOES NOT TAKE PLACE DURING HURRICANE KATRINA. It is just a storm. They did not land head-first into the hurricane. It's just a bad storm.

Here's chapter 3! This chapter took about 1and ½ hours to 2 hours, so enjoy! Four pages! My longest yet! And again, No Flames please!

CHAPTER 3- "The Storm"

Lunch was just as eerie as the lake was below the surface. I couldn't take it, so I finally grabbed my ipod and headed under the deck to the bed Cadee and I shared. I put my clothes back on, which was a gray t-shirt that said in big red letters "I will never give up…" and red short-shorts that were the same color read, then I turned up the music. My mom soon came down and placed Cadee down for her nap in Pavan's bed. She didn't say a word, then just walked out.

I stared up at the ceiling, waiting for the yelling to begin. It happened every time something like this happened. My music was already loud, but I could still hear the yelling, so I turned the music up even more. Even though it hurt my ears a little, this drowned it out for good. I closed my eyes and thought about what I'd do if I were in the Avatar world right now. I fell asleep thinking, "Some vacation…"

I woke up in the middle of the night, to rain against the small porthole windows. And no one was in their beds, except Cadee, who was in Pavan's. "How weird…the sky didn't even look like it would storm earlier." I thought. Then it hit me.

I put my ipod in my bp, but before I did, I looked at the time. It was about 10:30 pm, and there was yelling on deck. I put the ipod in at that time, and slipped my slipper/shoes on, and raced up the stairs to the deck to help.

"Oh! Thank god!" My mother yelled. "Kabby! Grab that rope and pull!" I did as I was told, the ice-cold, rain-splattered wind whipping in my face, and the wind turning the sail nearest me into a monster. In less than 5 seconds, I was soaking wet, the cold freezing my entire body deep into my bones. I barely had time to look around, when the wind knocked me to the ground. But by the way it looked, it looked like the storm had just sprung.

My brother and father were trying to get the boat steady on the 3-foot high, harsh waves. I had never seen waves this harsh, or high for that matter, except on the ocean. Pavan, even with all of his strength, was no match for the crazed winds. The waves were ferocious, and the wind plus the waves, that crashed onto the boat every 30 seconds, were like icy nails onto my bare skin in sheets and sheets. Lightning flashed dangerously near us, and it illuminated my face. I grabbed a loose rope that was waving in the wind, and tied it back where it belonged, never letting go of my first rope. Then I pulled harder on the first rope, my hands slipping due to the rain. The boat was tilted so far that the opposite side from where I was pulling the rope was about to touch the lake. As I pulled, it straightened up; the lightning got closer and closer with each second passing. Wave after wave splashed on deck, but through all of our hard work, we were fighting a losing battle.

Through the storm, my mother called out, "Go get Cadee!" I wasn't able to hear her, but I read her lips, and understood. I did as I was told once again. Below deck, it was beginning to flood. I didn't know how long it had been like this, but the water was about up to my shins. I shook my sister awake. "What's going on?" She rubbed her eyes. I couldn't believe she had slept through the storm…then again I could. She had once slept through a twister. I told her the story quickly, and that we would have to get into the water, and to not be afraid.

"There is no time to be frightened. Do not be afraid. You cannot live life without being afraid, but you need to try not to be now. This is the time to be brave." I looked her dead in the eyes, communicating to her that I was serious. She nodded, totally awake now, and I put her little red life vest on her once again. I was about to head out, with her in my arms, the water now up to my thighs, when I saw my bp lying there, innocently on my bed. I bit my lip, trying to decide whether or not to take it.

I grabbed it and headed out on deck. I then handed the small child to my mother, and she told me to jump into the thrashing waters. I looked around, the rest of the family was nowhere to be seen. But Ifigured that they were already in the water. Just as we jumped in, lightning striked the front of the boat. I jumped into the waves.

I came up a moment later, to see the boat in flames or what was left of it anyway. It had caught fire and pieces of wood were already floating in the water. I grabbed a piece of driftwood that wasn't flaming. Then I looked around for my family. I couldn't see them. Through the wind, rain, and waves, I wasn't surprised that I couldn't.

The fiery boat began to come close to me, and as the fire lighted up my face, I could feel the deadly warmth of the greedy flames. The storm began to stand still. The lightning had stopped, but the rest of the storm kept going to its full strength, it was acting as if it was immortal and that it had stores of strength hidden away.

Then I realized it: I was in mortal danger. There had been gasoline on the boat to power it. Gas and fire do not mix, so I began to swim frantically trying to get away, dragging my driftwood with me. When I was a safe distance away, it exploded, fiery wood shooting around me like missiles during the Cold War. It was almost like it had been waiting for me to get to safety.

Then came the issue of finding my family, but that was almost impossible due to the waves, but I searched anyway, still dragging my driftwood. Since I didn't have time to put on a life vest back on the now sinking boat, the wood was acting like one. I had to find Cadee. Everyone else was used to this weather…to some extent anyway, but she wasn't. Plus she was afraid of the water. I wondered if she and my mother had been separated. "No! Don't think about that now, Kabby!" I thought to myself.

I began to cry out frantically, even though I knew that no one could hear me, I thought someone might. But it was useless. I could barely hear my own voice over the storm. There was no way Cadee or anyone else was going to hear me if I couldn't even. I began to cry from desperation and from being afraid. I couldn't stand this!

All of a sudden, a wave that came out of nowhere crashed over me, knocking all of my air out of my lungs, but before I lost all consciousness, I held onto the driftwood for dear life, so at least I would be able to float again.

Then, I blacked out, the fire still raging behind me.

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