Chapter 12
The Reds
Nijin, Hotusma and Hayate sailed out in to the sea as dark skies overcasted the horizon.
"Oy Hayate! Storm clouds up ahead!" Nijin yelled.
"What should I do Nijin-san?"
"Steer the jib and Hotsuma will set the sail."
Hotsuma and Hayate rushed to the jib and sail and quickly grabbed ahold of it. As they tried to steer out of the storm's direction, they felt the first effects of the typhoon. Waves rose and clashed into the front of the boat. Water filled the boat as the typhoon became worse.
"Nijin what should we do?"
"I dont know! The storm is too strong."
The storm progressed and rocked the boat like a small toy. Shifting and shaking, the boat moved and turned crazily. Winds picked up and the sail was blown so hard it ws practically vibrating. Planks and pieces of wood began to fly off the boat and speed past the three sailors. Hayate and Hotsuma started slashing the airborne plank to defend themselves. One plank flew into Nijin's head unexpectedly without Hayate or Hotsuma's notice. The wheel spun wildly and shifted the boat in a different direction. Suddenly, a tsunami wave rose higher than the boat and collided with the boat absolutely demolishing the boat in pieces.
The storm passed and daylight came. The light shone on the water, only to reveal the destruction of the typhoon's wrath. Spintered planks and wood were scattered everywhere. The wheel floated aimlessly, the sail sunk in the ocean and the watchers nest almost did as well. In the watcher's nest, Hotsuma laid, unconcious and knocked out. Hayate laid on a floating plank also unconcious.
Hotsuma was the first one to come through. He awoke in a disoriented manner.
"Hm? Where am I?"
Hotsuma looked around and saw the wreakage, frantically looking for signs of Nijin or Hayate. He quickly spotted Hayate floating on a board.
"Hayate! Oi Hayate!"