<em> Folks better prepare yourself we are done....</em>that was the last thing she heard before the storm blew the small boat where she was to smithereens. She hated water and especially sea water but that was all of what she could see all around her. Groaning she swam to a piece of wood floating and looked around, there wasn't any land in sight so she would just need to hang on and hope that some other boat came by. She slowly closed her eyes as the darkness surrounded her sight and mind.<br/><br/>A short time after she woke up, the first thing she noticed was that she wasn't dead, she was laying face down in what appeared to be a beach. It was night so a good couple of hours passed away ever since she the ship was destroyed. Groaning she slowly stood and looked around, the first thing she saw was her fathers sword in a distance, running to it she grabbed it and smiled, "Good good, thought I lost you". She sighed as she looked around, she saw nobody else alive and she was lucky that even she was up. Taking a deep breath she looked around and walked out from the seashore and into the island as she looked around and sighed, "Hello? somebody in here?".