Trouble The Water

== Trouble The Water (An Ongoing Story) ==
Written by ReadingUnderTheStars. 
Pen name: Danu Irving
== Synopsis ==
The world is ending. 
Those were the last words a girl heard before her family was ripped apart from her in  a tsunami. 
12 year old Maren comes from a family that loved the ocean. 
She would never have thought it would be the other way around. 
She meets 12 year old Gale, the only other survivor from the tsunami. 
But that's when she realizes that Gale comes from a different world. 
And when he tells her her actual story, Maren realizes that the tsunami wasn't a "horrific natural disaster." It was on purpose.
How will 2 kids change the world even when they're going through a tidal wave of grief and hurt themselves?
== Trigger Warnings (Specified) ==
- Injuries 
- Might be some d//th (ongoing)
- Tsunamis 
== The Story (Hope you like it!) ==
Written on ~Wattpad~
== Chapter 1: ==
"Maren! We're getting ready to go!" 
I laughed and ran up the rocky driveway, gravel crunching beneath my feet. 
Today was a good day. 
Even the weather was celebrating, with it's cool breeze, bright sun, and cloudless sky. 
Perfect for the first day of summer.
"Coming!" I yelled. 
My family and I were going to Jewel Beach, up on the coast. 
I ran inside my house, the screen door screeching behind me. 
I put down my book on the brown table in the hallway, and slid down the blue carpet into the living room. 
"Maren! What took you so long?" My little sister Marina said, putting her hands on her hips in a mocking tone. 
I grinned, my little sister was cute for 6 years old. 
"Ohh Maren you're almost a teenager already," My mom sighed, her red hair falling in her face, as she looked at me from putting towels in a bag. 
I rolled my eyes. "I'm only 12 mom."
"Actually, only a few days until 13!" My mom said, laughing.  
"Go on! Go get changed, we'll start putting everything in the car," my dad said, smiling, making his dimples get even deeper. "Birthday Girl."
I smiled, and ran up the stairs to my room. 
I picked up the clothes I had laid on my bed, and smiled proudly. 
My mother and I had gone shopping just for this day, and we had picked out a perfect outfit. 
A pretty baby blue t-shirt, dark blue carpi leggings, and my favorite blue sneakers. 
She knew my favorite color was blue. 
I changed into them, and jogged downstairs, where I could hear my dad and little sister laughing while packing everything into the car. 
My mom, meanwhile, was waiting at the bottom of the stairs. 
"Come on, let's go braid that hair of yours," My mom started walking into the hall, where the mirror was. 
I grinned, and took my bright red hair out of my messy ponytail. 
My mom and I looked very alike, with our long red hair, freckles, sea green eyes, and charming smile. 
My little sister, however, had taken on my dad's side of the family, with her shoulder-length golden blonde hair, sky blue eyes, and a smile that laughed. 
I stood in front of my mom, smiling when I saw my dad chasing Marina around the car, her joyful shrieks filling the air. 
My mother hummed softly, and braided my hair loosely. 
A few minutes later, we were done. 
I grinned, and ran out of the house, door slamming behind me, and hopped into our Volvo alongside my sister. 
And then, with extra checks if we had everything, mom touching us up one last time, we were off. 
This is going to be a great day. I thought, listening to my family singing along with the radio. 
== Chapter 2: ==
"Marina! Want to see if we can find any tide pools by the rocks?"
Marina looked up from her bucket full of sand. 
"Sure! Just a second." 
I wiped the sweat off my forehead, we were by the ocean, but it was still really hot. 
It had been nearly an hour since we had arrived, and we were having so much fun. 
I grinned, and practiced running on the sand, my feet hitting the rolling hills of the sand. 
"Ok! I'm ready!" Marina called. "Come on!" 
I turned around, and ran back to her. 
"Let's see what we can find," I said. 
Marina and I jogged over to where the rocks were, and we climbed over big ones, and tried not to slip on tiny ones. 
I looked around carefully, looking for any sign of a small pool located in a small nook or cranny. 
"There!" I pointed between 2 big rocks. 
It was a small tide pool, just big enough to keep a small hermit crab and a few clumps of seaweed snug in the sand. 
Marina and I bent down in the sand, and looked closely at the tide pool. 
"He's so cute!" Marina exclaimed. "Hey look, there's a shell next to him." 
I tilted my head, and nudged him a tiny bit, and I saw the shell. 
Beautiful curved edges, with a hue of peach and orange woven all over it. 
"Woahh," I said in awe. "That is one pretty shell." 
I carefully fingered the shell, and picked it up, careful to not hit the hermit crab. 
Marina leaned over my shoulder and looked at it also. 
Suddenly, there was a low rumbling sound. 
We looked up, and saw something horrifying. 
A gigantic wave, seconds from boring down on us. 
== Chapter 3: ==
Marina screamed. 
I couldn't speak. Couldn't move. 
"MAREN!" Voices screamed. 
I could hear alarmed and terrorized screams coming from the beach. 
"The world is ending!" 
The wave crashed down, throwing everyone left and right. 
I couldn't see. 
Couldn't breathe. 
I tried screaming. 
Mom. 
Dad. 
Marina. 
Nothing worked. 
Then, fresh air was there. 
I gulped in deep breaths.
I kept tossing and turning with the waves, I couldn't control anything. 
But then something occurred to me. 
I couldn't feel the breeze or sun on my face. 
I was still underwater. 
But I was breathing.  
Before I could think, I slammed into something hard, maybe a rock...?
Then, I felt the pain. 
Overwhelming, dizzying, all I could feel. I couldn't concentrate.
My head hit something even harder, and that was all it took. 
My eyes rolled up to my head, and I was out. 
All there was was black.
== Chapter 4 ==
The next thing I knew, I was lying on wet sand. 
I groaned, I felt jabbing pains all over my body. 
My eyes blinked a few times before opening, until finally I could see my surroundings. 
It was the beach that was supposed to make the first day of summer perfect.
Once full of people having fun and splashing in the water, was now like a ghost town.                      
I sat up, using my elbows to hold me up on the sand. 
My clothes were soaked, and the water was calmly just brushing my shoes. 
Like nothing had happened. 
Like my family wasn't gone forever. 
Not one person was in sight.
Just the ruins of umbrellas, blankets, even a child's bucket half buried in the sand.
A bucket? I flash-backed to my sister, leaving her bucket in the sand before coming to join me looking for tide pools.         
I scrambled to my feet, but I felt a searing pain in my arm. 
I ignored it, and ran to the bucket. 
As I was running on the sand, I yelped and fell to my knees. 
I looked warily at my arm, and saw something that almost made me pass out. 
A piece of rock was protruding inside my elbow.  
I shut my eyes tightly, and bit my lip to try to stop the pain. 
I looked back to the bucket.
The bucket wasn't Marina's. 
I took a shaky breath, got up, and turned around. 
I observed the sand, looking for anything that would be useful to help my arm. 
A pebble. Seaweed. A pretty shell....... 
A pretty shell?
I stumbled over to where the shell was peeking out of the sand, cradling my arm with my other arm. 
It was peach. 
It was the shell Marina and I had found, right before disaster struck. 
I knelt, and picked up the shell. 
How had this shell survived when so many others didn't? 
I clutched the shell in my hand, and got up. 
I was about to walk around the beach some more, when I heard a voice.
"Hey! Wait!" 
== Chapter 5 ==
I whirled around, hopeful for anything, anyone. 
My eyes landed on a boy around my age, running toward me. 
My heart sank. 
It wasn't Marina. 
"Who are you?" I yelled back. 
The boy flinched when he saw me cradling my arm. 
"What happened to your arm?" 
I scowled. 
"There was a tsunami, a piece of rock..." 
He nodded. 
"Yeah... about that..." The boy coughed. 
"What?" I demanded. 
He hesitated. 
I glared at him. 
He took a deep breath. 
"You are the only survivor." 
== Chapter 6 ==
I put my uninjured arm over my mouth. 
I gasped. 
"I-" 
My mind flashed to my family. 
Mom. Dad. Marina! 
"No. No. That can't be right!" I insisted. "How can a kid survive when no one else can?" 
I stifled a sob. 
The boy gave me a sad look. 
A deep rumbling sound snapped me out of my thoughts. 
"Wh-what was that?" I stammered. 
The boy paled, and grabbed my arm. 
"We have to go." 
"NOW." 
He ran, which made me have to run also. 
We were almost at the top of the dunes, where the entrance to the parking lot was. 
I looked back for a fraction of a second. 
There was another tidal wave crashing toward us in slow motion,  this one even higher than the first. 
== ~FIN~ (Ongoing) ==