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// Hurricane part 1 
// Story: Trinity - Nature 
// by Ice4smaster 
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Hurricane part 1


Special thanks to Alexstrazsa for editing the story.




Heavy rain, blinding lightning, and winds that could sweep someone up like a cheap toy were what composed the raging hurricane. Through the unholy storm, a VTOL craft struggled to keep itself in the air, but all the gods and elements plotted against it, throwing the vessel into the mouth of the ocean below. The massive waves made quick work of the small aircraft, shattering it and swallowing the metal and souls of those inside.
Except for one...



“What a day...” Dave sighed, carrying supplies to the VTOL. He wasn't entirely thrilled by the reconnaissance mission they assigned him, but in the new order, there were no objections from a military man like him. “I just hope we'll at least have good weather.” He had been assigned to help the scientists of the group with whatever they needed on their endeavour to the unknown.

And it was truly unknown for them, humankind, or rather what survived the 'biblical end' of Earth. Truly, everything went hell once the asteroid hit. Yet, humanity spat into the face of fate, bitterly struggling to survive. They even abandoned their own humanity, melding flesh into machine so they could stand a chance against the elements in their doomed world.

After some time, their choice finally paid off. Once they discovered the secrets of quantum mechanics on a new level, they reveled in its wonders. However, the biggest one by far was their portal technology. With it, they could tear reality and reach into parallel universes, and after some trials, they found one primed for living.

Now, they made their foothold in the new world, on small islands in an endless ocean. They were a few thousands souls, but they were able to feed the many more who remained at home. They were a mere speck of what humanity used to be. Twelve million people; men, women and children. Many of them wished to escape the frozen hell they been trapped in so long, but the small islands of Trinity just weren’t big enough to feed and house everyone. To build up the civilisation would take many more decades, even with their advancements in technology. Exploration was in order, so expansion could follow suit.

“Almost done...” Only a few items were missing before the aircraft could take off and journey to the new landmass they discovered in the Northwest. The crew, pilots, security escorts, scientists and assistants were all eager to start the mission. Some for adventure, some for science, and some just for the sake of doing it. It was planned to be a two to three week long expedition to the new continent, ensuring a long flight both ways.



The one person from the crew who remained, who still clung to life and hadn’t been sucked into the black, cold deep of the ocean, fought desperately. He managed to catch hold of a plastic container that floated on the water, but the massive waves repeatedly submerged him, filling his vision with nothing but ice cold seawater and rushing bubbles. Time seemingly lost it's meaning as seconds felt like long minutes, and direction quickly followed.  Down became up, front was to the right, and the world was spinning, spinning between concussions and blissful darkness, air and water, as the monstrous storm refused to stop it's tantrum.

After an unknown amount of time, Dave returned to the world of the living. The muffled sounds of waves greeted him, but were less angry and more relaxing than before. He could feel cold, but variously textured bone-chilling waves wash over him as he lay on the sandy shore. Coughing the sea water up, he slowly opened his cybernetic eyes to see the sun rising from behind a mountain range, covered in darkness. Slowly, he stood up and looked around.

The sky behind him was still lost in the darkness of the storm, and only the edge of the massive wall of clouds reflected the early sun rays, and it looked as if it had caught fire. The shore stretched in both directions and was constantly washed by calm waves. It was likely an island, but he would check that later. The man quickly walked inland and sat down at the edge of the thick vegetation of this tropical place. Paradise? Hell? Both? He pondered quietly. He was trained for basic survival in hostile environments, even with the limited tools in possession: a knife, and more importantly, a plasma cutter.

“Well... Guess it’ll have to do for now.” With that, he began his trek into the jungle, searching for food, water, and hopefully shelter.