Novaport: Emera Island Period #7

Tsunami

As minutes turned into hours, there was still no sign of Mikai. He did not show up at the Wai's hut like Amber had warned. Dyami was growing restless, and so was the weather.

Dyami: I thought you said Mikai was coming here?

Amber: I...I don't know where he is.

Toni: Can't you just go and find him?

Hana: It's starting to rain...

Amber: And what if he comes here while I'm gone?

Dyami: He is just one man. We can easily handle him.

Hana: How about I stay here. And you go and find him, Amber?

Amber: You're the one who broke his heart. You find him.

Hana: Yes, I know...it's all my fault...

Amber: Pitying yourself is not going to help anyone.

Toni: Ladies...ladies, let's calm down.

Amber: Oh, you-

Dyami: Shut up, the lot of you. I'll decide what happens.

Amber: What gives you the right?

Dyami: You're in my home, and I am in charge here.

Hana: I'll...I'll go and find him.

Toni: No offence, Hana, but if he tries to do anything to you, you wouldn't stand a chance.

Dyami: Toni is right. You go, Amber. After all, you didn't break his heart or whatever the fuck this is all about.

Amber: Fine, if it means I get a break from this insufferable bunch.

With that, Amber stormed off in search of her brother.

Toni: Women...right?

Hana: ...

Dyami: I will kill you before Mikai does if you do not shut up, Toni.

The rain was growing heavier, and Amber was finding it difficult to wade through the muddy plains and peer past the dense clouds. She called out her brother's name numerous times, but the pounding droplets drowned her voice out. 

Amber absolutely hated rain.

To make matters worse, lightning began to tear up the night sky. Over at the Honua residence, the thunder awoke Sommer. The last time that she heard something so fierce, was the night her aunt died. She wondered how Hana was doing in this weather, as she slept outside on a hammock.

Sommer tip-toed outside, but found the dripping wet hammock empty. It wasn't like Hana to be out this late. However, Sommer was not prepared to look for her, and ran back inside. Her soggy footprints woke up her mother.

Kohana: This damned rain...it's going to ruin the crops.

Sommer: Mother...Hana is gone.

Kohana: Gone?

Sommer: Yes, she's not in her hammock.

Kohana: Maybe she sought shelter in the big hut.

Sommer: That would make sense...

The very same lightning also startled Yuma Uila. He was reading a book at home, when the thunder reminded him of his first and only kill. A smirk appeared on his dimmed face while recollecting that fateful night. Meanwhile, his brothers were sound asleep in their beds, undisturbed by the brewing storm.

Back at the Wai residence, Dyami and Toni were still outside, waiting. Hana had gone inside the hut for shelter, where she found Nami consoling Odin, who was frightened of the weather.

Nami: Odin isn't a storm chaser like me

Hana: Does he...know?

Nami: All he knows is that there is a terrible storm.

Outside, the Wai brothers noticed something coming over the horizon.

Dyami: Do you see that?

Toni: It's a bit hard...

Dyami: I think there's something in the sea, or coming from it

Toni: You know what the waves are like during this type of weather

Dyami: It's a bit bigger than that

Finally, Toni was able to see what his brother saw.

A giant wave heading their way.

Toni: Shit...it's coming right for us

Dyami: Nami...Odin...I need to save them

Toni: Dyami, wait-

As Dyami left his brother, a great curtain of water hit them. Toni's body was pulled into the current, while Dyami slammed open the hut's door, letting in a gush of water before becoming submerged.

Nami: Dyami!

Hana: We need to leave, now!

Nami: I can't...I can't leave Dyami...

Hana: What about Odin!?

Nami: Take him...with you

Hana: Are you serious!?

Nami: Hurry, please!

Immediately, Hana dragged Odin from his soddened bed and fought through the vicious waves while Nami cried out for her husband. Hana held the boy close to her body, protecting his innocent face from the suffocating wrath of the water. While she was unsure if she would make it to the coming morning, Hana was determined to bring Odin to safety at the very least.

By this point, many residents on the island had been abruptly awoken by the storm, which was tearing through the terrain relentlessly. No hut was safe, for they were all built with bamboo and straw. But there was one exception.

The very place where this all started - Pouli Kupua's residence.

Mikai was watching the onslaught from the front door, close to where he had assisted with Pouli's spell, just moments before.

Pouli: It's beautiful, isn't it?

Mikai: What have I done...