The Start of a Journey... and a First Disaster

"The storms are coming here..."

Dean drummed his finger on his thigh, and looked down at the floor. He knew she was right, he just didn't want to believe it. Storms always brought trouble, and they were in the middle of the ocean, far from the academy. He took a deep breath and leaned against the wall near the window, beside Selia.

He glanced out, staring at the thick clouds approaching and if he didn't know any better, he could have sworn he saw lightning, but he was certain that he heard thunder. And loud. He turned to Selia and asked, "What are we gonna do?"

"Wait, and hope everything will go as we want it. This is just a speed bump."

Dean forced a simple hopeful smile as he clasped Selia's hand,holding it tight. What happened next was almost a blur. He wasn't expecting the storm to hit them so quickly, it had seemed so far away that they could've at least prepared for it. But that didn't happen.

A giant wave crashed against the boat, sending Dean backward, smacking his head against the handle of the door. He yelled out in pain, feeling the back of his head where he'd hit the handle. A bit a blood dripped out, but at least it was nothing serious. The boat was rocking violently back and forth, making it almost impossible for him to even stand.

Back and forth. back and forth. It was literally impossible for Dean to stand up. He had no idea what happened to Selia, but he knew she most likely hit the wall when they were flown backwards, and she had yelled out in pain. "Selia!" Dean cried, as he slid back yet again towards another side of the boat. Then for a short moment, the boat steaded itself, and Dean quickly teleported himself to the bed post, instantly gripping on tightly since the waves began to crash once again. This time even harder.

Dean desperately looked around and saw Selia on the floor. All around him he heard the others on the boat crying and shouting, everyone was frightened. Even him. Calm down, dean...you have to concentrate... Dean thought but he just couldn't focus, there was too much noise and moving going on. He had no idea what to do.

Dean held tightly on the boat and watched in horror as Selia slammed into the wall once again, noting the pain she felt. He needed to do something, but with the way the boat was rock he wasn't sure if he'd be able to get back to the bed without crashing into something. He had to think of a way to help Selia while still holding onto the bed.

Then he saw Selia make en effort towards the bed by crawling. He felt a small smile, but then focused on Selia. Bending down he stretched out as far as he could while still gripping tight on the bed post with one hand. With his other he reached out as far as he could saying, "Selia, take my hand!" With all the noise going on he wasn't even sure she could hear hi, but he hoped she could.

Dean smiled when Selia gripped onto his hand and helped her pull herself up to the bed. Even when she had gripped herself onto the edge of the bed, Dean didn't let go of her hand. He didn't want to lose her, even if they were in an enclosed room.

Then the lighting struck. Sure, it had struck several times before, but this time it struck much closer to the boat, so close that it cause the window to shatter, sending the glass flying towards them. Automatically bent down in front of Selia to protect her from the shards, several pieces landing in his back. He winced in the pain, but once he though nothing else but the rocking of the boat could happen, tons of sea water began to rush in through the open window, causing Dean to lose grip and topple over, slamming into the wall yet again.