Katrina wasted no time. "How soon until it hits?"

"I don't know, but soon," Celia replied. "My power's going berserk; it's telling me to do multiple things at once."

"What does that mean?" Katrina asked. "Is that bad?"

"It depends," she replied unhelpfully. "It could either mean that there are multiple ways to survive, or that there are none."

Katrina cursed under her breath. "Well, let's hope that it's not the latter." She raised her voice. "Everyone, stop what you are doing! There's a hurricane coming!"

"A hurricane?" Stefan asked. "The weather's clear."

"I smell rain and hear a lot of wind," Amari said. "Put two and two together and you get a hurricane."

"And Celia senses danger," Katrina added, distracted. "Come on, we need to get indoors." She hustled everyone into the lowest building she could find, a small ten-story apartment building. They gathered in the lobby where Amari was peering out towards the quickly darkening sky.

"Block all the windows and doors," Katrina ordered, pushing a couch towards the main entrance. In a sudden, the couch zoomed over to the door, making Katrina fall over in surprise.

"Sorry about that," Alisha said sheepishly, catching Katrina with her telekinesis. "I should've given you a warning."

Katrina stood up, brushing off her pants. "It's fine. Can you do that to the other doors and windows?" Alisha nodded, and within a moment, furniture started whizzing through the air, some nearly hitting her. A few seconds later, they were securely blocked in.

"Celia?" Katrina asked, rubbing her head where a chair had bumped it, "Are we doing the right thing?"

Celia nodded. "My power is starting to calm down a bit, so that's good."

"Don't count your chickens before they hatch." Amari shut her eyes and tilted her ear towards the window. "I hear a tsunami coming."

"How far away is it?" Katrina asked.

"Not far at all. I can hear it quite loudly."

Katrina strained her ears, and sure enough, she could hear a faint rumbling noise. "A tsunami and a hurricane. Great," she groaned. "Just great."

"How is that even possible, you know, to have two disasters at the same time?" Wyne asked.

"I suppose it's just the scientists messing with us again," Katrina replied distractedly as she watched David murmur something to Stefan.

"David wants to know if you can teleport all of us away," Stefan said, turning to Wyne. Katrina slapped her face, completely forgetting about Wyne's ability. To her disappointment, Wyne shook his head.

"The scientists did something to prevent me from teleporting," he said. "I can't even teleport myself, much less anyone else."

"Stefan, ask David if he can protect himself with his intangibility," Alisha ordered. After Stefan repeated her words to David in Korean, he turned back to her.

"He says he can stay intangible during the duration of the disaster so that any debris will just go through him, but he's unable to turn multiple people intangible at once."

Thoughts raced through Katrina's head as she struggled for a solution. David was safe, but the rest of them weren't.

"I have enough energy to fly me and three other people into the air, high enough so that we won't be in danger," Alisha offered. "We should probably do it soon though; Celia and Amari are starting to look antsy."

Katrina glanced over at them. Sure enough, the two of them were nervously looking towards the blocked windows and doors, where the wind was starting to pick up.

"Yeah," Katrina replied. "Who wants to go with Alisha?"

Ted shook his head. "It's obvious that you're not going, so I'm staying with you."

Wyne chimed in his agreement. "Yeah."

"I guess we'll be going with Alisha then," Celia replied, sighing in relief. Some of the color had drained back into her face, as her power undoubtedly told her that she'll be fine.

"We must go now," Amari declared. "The tsunami will hit soon, and the hurricane not long after. Good luck." With that, she and the three others climbed over the furniture and outdoors, where Alisha floated them up. Katrina watched them hanging in midair for a couple of moments before moving the furniture back in its place.

"David, you'll be fine?" she asked.

"Me good," he confirmed, giving her a thumbs-up. "I safe."

Katrina nodded, not doubting his safety. David was so intangible that he was transparent. He looked like a ghost.

Ted sank down onto a couch, sighing. Katrina climbed the stairs to the second floor, where the windows and doors were not blocked.

She peeked out the window and towards the ocean. Whatever sunlight there was, was almost gone. Clouds darkened the sky and drizzle created small puddles of water on the streets. She peered further out towards the sea, and to her alarm, a five-meter-tall wave of muddy gray water was rapidly approaching. It knocked down trees like dominos and she could hear metal groaning as the buildings tried, and failed, to withstand the force of the water.

"Everyone get ready!" she screamed, rushing downstairs. "It's coming!"

Ted barely had the time to look at her in alarm before the wave hit them. Katrina held on to the balusters for dear life as the water, sharp glass, wood, and other debris slammed into her. With one last effort, Katrina wrapped her legs around the baluster as it was ripped from its foundation, and she was left to the mercy of the waves.

Water covered her screams as she struggled to stay afloat. She kicked her legs and lunged towards a floating tree, its branches slapping her arms. As Katrina got a sturdy grip on its limbs, she wiped the blood streaming down her face out of her eyes and glanced around, looking for a glimpse of Ted or Wyne. Neither were found.

As the waves slowed and calm down, Katrina climbed onto the tree, sitting on it as she called for the others.

"Ted? Wyne? Where are you?" she yelled, her voice hoarse. As the minutes passed without an answer, her panic grew. She could see patches of dark maroon blood in the water, as well pieces of red objects, floating next to her. She shuddered as one of those objects bumped into her foot, releasing a stream of blood into the water. She turned away as she gagged, the irony smell choking her.

Katrina nursed her wounds quickly, remembering Amari's warning that the hurricane would approach soon after the tsunami. There were deep cuts all over her body, ones that she knew could be fatal if not treated properly. She ripped off the sleeves of her shirt, binding the injuries tightly. However, within moments, the fabric was soaked with blood.

Katrina hissed as she dug a piece of glass out of her skin, pain seizing her body. She yanked it out and threw it away, the glass landing with a splash in the water.

Katrina cursed weakly as she found blood pouring out of her wounds in currents. She fumbled with her bandages as she attempted to retie them, but instead, she dropped them.

I need Ted, Katrina thought as she desperately wrung her bandages dry. She glanced around once more before the horrifying thought hit her. What if Ted and Wyne were dead? What about Alisha, David, and the others? Had the disasters overcome them, too?

As Katrina retied her bandages, she searched the skies for Alisha. A lone bird wobbled in the air, but besides that and the clouds, the sky was clear.

"Alisha! David!" she screamed into the air, her voice cracking. Katrina could feel her remaining dregs of energy dwindling, leaking away just as quickly as her blood.

Vaguely, she wondered if there were sharks in the area as Katrina watched her blood drain into the water, mixing with the brown mud. She lied down on the tree, its bark digging into her stomach. Her arms and legs trailed in the water as she relaxed, allowing herself a moment of peace.

Katrina heard a small pop next to her before water splashed all over her. She turned her head and opened her eyes, watching as someone swam towards her.

"Katrina? Oh my gosh, Katrina!" the person screamed. Her eyes slowly focused on the person, her brain finally making the connection.

"Wyne," she mumbled. "Glad to see you aren't dead."

Wyne cracked a smile as her voice reached his ears. "I'm more worried about you dying." He reached down and expertly tore off her bandages, examining her wounds. He sucked in some air sharply.

"Katrina, stay here. I'm going to go find Ted," he ordered before disappearing with a pop.

"Not that I can go anywhere." The words hung in the air as Katrina sighed, closing her eyes once more. Minutes passed with no sign of Ted or Wyne. More time passed.

Just as Katrina was about to give up hope, Wyne appeared, dragging a very disheveled Ted behind him. Wyne looked significantly better than he did before, undoubtedly put through a round of Ted's healing.

The pair swam over to her and Ted briefly touched her skin before pulling back. "This isn't good."

"What do you mean, it isn't good?" Wyne asked worriedly. "You can heal her, right?"

"I can try, but her wounds are severe, and she's lost a lot of blood. The most I can do now is to delay her death. The rest is up to fate."

Ted placed his hands on her head, and within moments, she felt a warm wave rush over her, stitching together her flesh and replenishing her blood. However, even without looking at Ted's grim face, Katrina knew it wasn't enough.

Ted pulled Wyne over and murmured a few words into his ear, transforming his face into one of grief. The two looked at her as if she were already dead.

"Um, hello? I can still see you, you know," Katrina joked, trying to lighten the mood. She gave a weak smile that soon turned into a grimace as she started coughing. Blood dribbled out of her mouth as she groaned, flopping onto her back.

Ted rushed over to her side. "You okay?"

"I've been better," she admitted. "But I'll survive." Ted and Wyne exchanged a look before Katrina added, "I know my chances of survival aren't high, but give me a chance, okay?"

Wyne nodded. "Since it seems like I won't be of much help, I'll see if I can find the others." With that, he disappeared, leaving her and Ted alone.

They spent the rest of the day in silence, floating amongst the rest of the debris in the flood. Wyne checked back occasionally, giving them updates, such as the one where he said that Dean and his group were fine. Their village had been destroyed completely, but as there was little debris, and combined with the fact that the hurricane didn't reach them, the luck had been in their favor. No one had died and everyone survived with only minor injuries.

By nightfall, Wyne still had not managed to find the others in their group. The three of them were silent as they watched the sun set, none willing to utter the dreadful words.

"We're going to have to assume the worst," Katrina finally said, breaking the silence. "I've seen chunks of flesh floating in the water. Yeah, they could be animal flesh, but they could also be... you know," she ended lamely. "Them."

After a brief period of silence, Ted gave a slow nod. "Let's focus on keeping you alive now." He used his power on her again, giving Katrina a burst of rejuvenated energy.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, Katrina saw a gray moving shadow. She turned her head but there was nothing there. Katrina rubbed her eyes and pegged the hallucination to her fatigue.

However, a second later, she saw it again. This time, she mentioned it to the others. "Did you two see that?"

"See what?" Wyne asked, confused.

Katrina shook her head. "Nevermind. I must've imagined it."

"You wrong."

The sound coming from behind her was so sudden that Katrina nearly toppled over into the water in surprise. She whirled around, finding a transparent David floating in the water behind her.

Katrina clutched her heart. "You scared me," she accused.

"I sorry," he sheepishly apologized. "I no mean to."

"Glad to see you're safe," Ted grinned, swinging an arm over David's shoulder. Ted's arm passed through his body, and he embarrassedly retracted it.

"Sorry, I forgot you're intangible," he said, flushing.

David waved his apology away. "Others close," he replied excitedly. "Me see them."

"You know where they are?" Wyne asked, surprised. "I couldn't find them before."

"They go to Blythe for heal," David explained. "They injure. They good now. Blythe heal."

"That's good," Katrina said. "Can you bring them to us?"

David nodded and quickly moved away, his intangibility helping him easily navigate through the maze of water and debris. In a few minutes, he came back, this time with Alisha, Celia, Stefan, and Amari floating in the air behind him.

Katrina felt her jaw drop as she caught sight of Stefan. Besides her, Ted and Wyne were also gaping.

"You- you didn't mention that Stefan lost a leg," she screeched. "You said they were fine!"

Stefan was floating in the air next to Amari, and his right leg from the knee down was gone.

"Calm down." Ted placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

Katrina took a deep breath before releasing it slowly. "Sorry, you're right. I suppose my temper just got the best of me." She raised her voice so that the others could hear. "Stefan, are you okay?"

"It was my fault," Alisha sighed. "I lost control of my telekinesis and dropped Stefan. His leg snapped off on the impact to the water."

Alisha was shuddering, obviously racked with guilt. Her eyes were downturned, and Katrina felt a wave of sympathy rise up within her.

"It's not your fault," she said. "It happens to the best of us."

"Come down here," Ted ordered, turning to Stefan. "I want to take a look at that leg and see if I can help."

As Ted examined Stefan's leg the best he could in the dark, Alisha dropped down to where Katrina was.

"You okay?" she asked. "That's a lot of blood."

Hearing her remark, Wyne stiffened. "Ted's doing the best he can to help her," he said. "She won't die."

"What he means is I'll probably die but he doesn't want to say it out loud," Katrina replied. "Like he said, Ted's doing his best, but a lot of it is just luck."

Alisha nodded, not knowing what to say. "But everyone else is fine?"

Wyne nodded. "Katrina and Stefan are the only two seriously injured, and that's including the people in Dean's group." He gave her a quick rundown of Dean and his group.

"Done," Ted suddenly announced, making the three of them jump. "Stefan won't suffer any lasting damage, except for, well, his leg. Otherwise, he's perfectly fine. Blythe did a good job healing him."

"That's good," Celia said. "Now, are we going to find dry land or something? It seems like Alisha is getting tired of holding the three of us up in the air."

Katrina glanced over, and sure enough, Alisha's face was strained with the effort of overusing her power.

"That's a good idea," Ted said. "The bacteria in the water might infect Katrina's wounds anyways, so we should get out of here. Wyne, are you able to teleport us to the forest?"

Wyne nodded. "I can do it." He grabbed Celia's hand and teleported her away. A moment later, he came back.

"Kat, you're next," Ted said, pushing her gently towards Wyne. She and Wyne teleported to Celia, who was waiting in the forest. She was gathering some branches to build a makeshift shelter.

One by one, everyone else in the group joined them. As the rest of them helped Celia build, Katrina merely laid down on the ground, the soft light of the stars quickly lulling her to sleep.

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