Here we go! My first attempt at a fan fic!
I apologize for the length of the first two chapters, but they were both used to sort of lead up to the main story. Anywho. Thanks for reading! I love feedback!
Raven had always thought that her brother had no place traveling to the Rook islands. Believing that doing such things on a whim, let alone one based off of a singular dream he hardly remembered to be more than just a waste of resources, but completely idiotic.
Their family was well endowed, yes, gaining most of their resources from excavations done previously on islands such as the Rooks, but had never gone their due to it's current reputation in slavery and drug deals. She couldn't say she hadn't warned him.
And yet he had gone, and nearly a month later, he hadn't returned.
She found herself feverishly watching the news each night, leaving TV's on in each room for fear of missing a report of breaking news. For fear of hearing something from the islands. But nothing came.
That was when her dreams started. Faint, and indistinguishable at first. A palm tree out of place amongst snow covered pines... The smell of salted water amongst a horizon of mountains, the feel of sand beneath her toes beneath the covers of her bed. But it was when the visions of blood rinsing itself from the sands of a tropical beach and the sounds of her brothers whimpers began that she found no sleep at all.
I have to find him. Even if it means going to the bloody islands myself to do it. I've got to be insane.
The boat shook as the waves crashed against it making the process of pulling her black tresses into a ponytail of any semblance of order all the more difficult, and far more time consuming than she would have hoped. This elicited many frustrated grunts at the small mirror nailed to the wall in her room, and a chuckle from someone she hadn't realized had been standing in the doorway watching her.
"If your brother is really in any sort of trouble, I don't think he'll be too concerned with how neatly you have your hair up."
Raven turned, her honey hazle eyes narrowing slightly at the man leaning in her doorway as she moved to grab the compass she had placed on her bedside table. "You know you could do with a bit of upkeep yourself now and then Rei." She paused "And besides, I aim better without hair in my way." It was then she let a small smile play on her lips to show she was kidding.
The man; Rei chuckled once more and stood up more properly in the doorway. "Captain says he's expecting a storm ahead, and wants us to buckle down for the night. Get some sleep, Rav. We have a big day ahead."
"Right, right." She murmered, and held fast to the soft metal in her hands, hardly noticing as he closed the door to her room. She turned it over in her hands, several times, twisting it between her fingers as she situated herself on her bed. She quickly found herself entranced by the needles constant adjustments to face north, and before long she had fallen asleep.
It was too late when she realized the boat was sinking.
*End Prelude*