His life had taken an unexpected turn a couple weeks ago when he lost his job. It’s not like the job was special, he was the night shift supervisor at a local retail store, but it kept the bills paid. His wife had left him. She had found someone younger, smarter, and with a job worth talking about. She had taken his two kids and the dog. And just last week his car broke down, leaving him with only his bike and memories. Now, after losing so much, he sat at the beach staring into the ocean. The waves just big enough to make a noise, but not big enough to make a splash. But they were constant, and he needed that.
It was hotter than any other day in his memory. The sun was in the middle of the sky with no cloud in sight to slow down the heat. He watched the sweat drip off his body and wondered if an apple tree has the same feeling when the fruit falls off. Nothing was planned, just him and the beach. Calm. Peaceful.
The noise of the water was putting him to sleep. He couldn’t fall asleep until he had a plan. He needed a plan, but his eyes became heavy. He needed a plan, but the breeze ever so slightly hit his skin. He needed a plan, but. No, he needed to sleep it off.
He woke up to the faint sound of alarms going off in the distance. He opened his eyes and sat up quickly trying to gage the type of alarm and severity of sounds. As he looked toward the sound he saw a man about 20 feet from him. The man was covered in black cloth from head to toe and was putting on some cloth shoes. He thought about yelling to the man, but it seemed like the man was in a rush. The man’s hands were shaking and his shoes were not fitting properly.
As he reviewed the area around the man he saw a large wind-board by the water. Next to the board was a halberd. A HALBERD?!?! Was this man trying to swing at the fish? He stood up and dusted the sand off his body. He was still sweating and the sand wasn’t falling. He looked closer at the wind-board but something caught his eye far out in the water. A huge white wave stretched as far as he could see. He didn’t have a concept of height, but he knew it would be powerful.
He started to panic and wonder how he would make it to safety on a bike. Then he thought there was nothing worth running towards, and if he should try to face it head on. It seemed he couldn’t get away from losing something. Running and staying seemed dumb and he didn’t know how to choose, but the man ran in front of him taking his attention. The man grabbed the halberd and connected to the board. The man then pushed the wind-board into the water. The man pushed it far enough into the water to jump on. The man was face first paddling towards the large wave. The man stood up, gained balance, and picked the sail up. Almost immediately the wind took the main towards the wave.
He didn’t know what to think. This guy was heading straight towards a tsunami. A massive one. Within a minute the man had closed in on the tsunami. The sun was still beating down, so he put his hand above his eyes to watch the man.
The man grabbed the halberd off his back. The man made a strange waving gesture towards the wave, the halberd ended in both hands above the man’s head in chopping position. The man jumped towards the wave and slammed the halberd into the whitecaps that had been created. Suddenly a large noise echoed through the air. A huge hole opened in the tsunami.
He waited to see the man again, but there was no sight. The man had disappeared into the wave. Still, a strange hole in the water remained. He had never seen it before. It was similar to a sewer drain, where water just seemed to flow into but never filled. The tsunami now was 100 feet away from him, but he couldn’t stop thinking about the man and the tsunami chop. Maybe the man was still alive, he didn’t have anything worth saving but maybe he could save the man.
He gathered his strength and sprinted straight for the tsunami’s hole. When he got 5 feet from it he held his breath and jumped head first into the hole. The water cooled him off instantly calming his emotions and relaxing his muscles. When he stopped moving he realized he was suspended in the water. He opened his eyes and there before him was a beating heart made of ice and water.
It was beautiful to him. Each beat seemed to break the ice only to rebuild as water filled it up. As the beats continued so did the water, coming dangerously close to the village where he lived. He wondered if this heart controlled the wave, is this what the man with the halberd was after? He reached for the heart, grabbing the inside of it while it beat. As his fist closed the heart shattered, and gravity sunk in.
As he was pulled deeper into the water he noticed the water receding back away from the land. He thought to himself, maybe he destroyed the wave. Water filled his lungs causing him to pass out.
He awoke to cheering and arms pulling him up on his feet. Something was different , but everyone was hugging him calling him hero. When someone tugged on his clothing, he noticed he was wearing all black and there was a halberd on his back.