Fanfic (challenge entry)

Apr 01, 2011 02:54




TwisterPalooza Challenge rules:

1) Can be any length original fiction, fanfiction, or poetry.

2) Must involve characters reacting to a natural disaster (bonus points for tornadoes, storms, or storm chasing, although of course that won’t count toward the winner.)
                                3) Must post a link to the story here:   http://ozma914.livejournal.com/439157.html


White-tipped waves crested on the deep blue-green ocean, tumultuous in the throes of the storm. The Santa Pequena sloshed to and fro in an otherwise uninhabited expanse of sea, its occupants scrambling to avoid shipwreck.

“All hands on deck!” Captain Rook yelled. His voice broke like a small child’s. “Pull yer weight, or we’re getting pulled down to th’ depths!”

“But Captain, we’re so tired! It’s so cold! Everything is soaked!”

“Get in position or I’ll throw you over myself!”

“Aye, sir!”

The ship began to rock harder, careening off course.

“I can’t control her! We’re getting sucked into something!”

The water churned around them, and the bow pulled to the starboard side. Ahead, the sea sunk down into a swirling vortex.

“Portside! Everyone portside! Cut the rudder hard! We’re not going down without a fight!”

But their efforts failed. The ship circled the pool, all bearings, steering, and anchors lost. A chorus of screams trilled across the waves as the ship teetered dangerously on the edge of the vortex.

Fingertips pressed against the glass as the tiny ship sunk into the whirlpool. The child’s face lit up with a boy’s love of destruction and scientist’s love of physics. His expression of awe was met with a deep chuckle as the water drained from the diorama.

“Impressive, isn’t it, Leonard?” Walternate said. He smiled at his grandson and ruffled the boy’s hair.

“Some day you’ll be creating equations and inventions to counter things such as these and prevent those screams, instead of narrating them.”

His smile faded, and adjusted the lapel of his suit. His face was solemn, but his flashed with pride and hope. “Someday, son, you’ll fix the real one - you’ll fix our universe.”

storm chaser, fanfic

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