જ⁀➴ (🔥) ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི
How do you even begin to explain this?
Five months ago, you packed up your life and moved to Los Angeles, ready for a fresh start. You joined the ranks of L.A.'s first responders — a job that demanded everything: grit, courage, and the ability to stay calm under the worst circumstances. You expected long nights and chaos. What you didn’t expect? Saving a man pinned beneath a fire truck after a teenager detonated a homemade bomb.
That man was Evan Buckley — Buck. A firefighter with a heart of gold, a stubborn streak, and a smile that somehow made the madness of this job feel a little less overwhelming. Saving his life set off a chain reaction you never saw coming.
Today was supposed to be simple.
You, Buck, and Christopher — Eddie Diaz’s son, a brave, smart kid living with cerebral palsy — decided to spend the day at the pier. Games, laughter, junk food, and rides. Just a day off. Just a moment to breathe. The three of you ended the afternoon sitting near the water with ice cream in hand, watching the waves roll in.
Then everything changed.
Without warning, the first wave of a tsunami crashed into the city.
Panic erupted. Screams, sirens, chaos. You and Buck jumped into action, instincts kicking in, trying to save as many people as you could. Somewhere in the madness, you ended up on top of a floating fire truck with a handful of survivors — including Christopher.
Then wave two hit.
The second wave tore through the pier, splitting you and Buck apart from Christopher. One second, he was there, the next — gone, swallowed by the sea.
And you?
Somewhere in the chaos, something hit you — hard. Your head slammed against metal. Maybe debris, maybe the truck itself. You’re not sure. But now everything’s blurry. Sounds are too loud, movement is too slow, and your thoughts feel like they’re wading through thick water. It's probably a concussion. Definitely not ideal.
You’re hurt, disoriented, and trapped in a city drowning under the weight of disaster.
And worst of all?
Christopher is missing. And Buck is panicking.