A great battle is beginning.
A city on the water is going about its business; the water comes back, then a giant wave crashes (opposite from where a wave usually comes from, facing away from the land) and destroys lots of stuff. (Editor’s note: Yeah, I tried to brush up the descriptions a little in the proceeding paragraphs before posting this, but I missed this part. I’m leaving it in, since the word “stuff” isn’t used too much anymore, and gosh-darn it, it should. — Joe). A large titan-like being is seen approaching from the horizon. Classical music is playing.
At another city, a similar occurrence: a large titan-like being in the horizon takes a giant step and quakes the land in front of him, causing giant cracks in the earth from beneath his gigantic feet.
A man, wearing a white pilot-like suit is propelling across the water (using propulsion devices commonly installed in the suits worn by all the city’s citizens) and is surprise-attacked by another being dressed in the same suit. The attacker quickly bites the man’s entire torso as it jumps from beneath the water, taking it and its victim under. Another man, located on a floating dock, notices this and immediately knows what’s going on. He begins to run away, but an attacker looking very-much similar to the first jumps from the water and knocks him in. Someone yells “GET OUT OF THE WATER”, and he’s able to before the attackers could secure him. He explodes out of the water (no doubt using some kind of emergency deployment in his suit), lands on the dock and makes a land-dash towards his home close by.
At home, he’s carrying a laptop computer as he’s acrobatically traveling through his house; he never touches the floor, jumping like a circus act from one vertical pole to another while accessing his laptop. He knows he has to change his laptop password; “BUBBLES” has to be changed to something more secure, something they’ll never figure out. “SHOWTIME”? No, that’s easy. Eying his cat as he leaps by, he keys in “SNOBALL”, but clears that, unsatisfied with his decision. He then spots large birds on his bedroom balcony. He pauses on a poll, wrapping his arm around it, holding the laptop open with his left hand while typing with his right and smiles as he’s now found his answer: “BIGTITS”. “They’ll never get it.”
He closes the laptop and finally lands in the hallway. He only takes a few steps when he spots his enemy, dressed in the same clothing he is. The enemy stands on the other side of the room, carrying a framed enlarged musical score.
“That’s my Beethoven’s 9th”, the man says. The enemy smiles as he turns and begins his escape with the historic symphony. The man gives chase knowing these guys can be caught out of water, but once they reach water, his prized possession will never be seen again.