Note: A new ancient series! I don't know if the time periods match up or not, but eh, I don't really care XD

Talking: "Hi"

Thought: 'Hi'

Three days of blaring sun. Three damn days of that constant itch in the throat and painstaking growl in the pits of her stomach. If she could, Kori would punch her self in the gut just to make it shut up, but sadly, she couldn't even lift her arms. The most she could do was remember to breath for she had long given up on breathing. The Fates most definitely were having fun with her.

Another wave tilted Kori's plywood raft s she drifted along the never-ending ocean, her eyes lifting heavily to glance and see if her surroundings had even changed. Nope, the same blue ocean still mocked her with its glossy shine, blinding her as the sun reflected off of it. It was bad enough the poor girl was thirsty, and just looking at the ocean was a constant reminder of that itch. Kori closed her gray eyes again to make the picture fade away again, but still couldn't get the itch to leave. By now, most men would have given in and drank the ocean water, which would result in their death but Kori knew better. She knew what would happen if she gave in…

'Why…? Why did this happen to me?' She thought, shifting her body to a new position on the raft. It was small, but at least it held her up and prevented her from drowning. Unlike some people she knew. Her head throbbed as she tried her best to push back the hurting memories of that night, holding back tears that she could not afford to lose. If she was to die, she wasn't going to die broken like this. 'I'm so sorry for anything I've done…but please, Poseidon, drift me to land. I don't care where, just land.'

Three days ago…

"Kori, get out of the man's way!"

"Oh, Sorry!" Kori apologized immediately as she hopped out of one of her father's servant's way, leaning against the side of the boat. It was going to be the first time that she was able to attend her father and brother's trip of trade. She wasn't exactly sure where she was going, but just the fact that she could go was enough for her. The smell of the ocean and the taste of salt on her lips made the adrenaline pulse through her veins even more.

"Now, are you sure you want to go?" Her mother asked, pulling her daughters wild and unruly curly hair in a braid. Kori breathed in sharply with each pull of searing pain; she hated when her mom braided her hair.

"I'll be fine, and besides, it's only for a month. Daphne and Desma can take care of the house." Kori stated quite happily, looking up at her mother's gray eyes and smiled. Kori was the youngest of the family and never got to do these soft of things. Her older sister's had both accompanied their father on his trips before; in fact that was where Daphne found her husband. Her mother frowned and gave her a tight hug.

"Be careful, and remember, 'Water water everywhere, yet not a drop to drink.' It'll remind you not to drink the ocean water." She said, finishing the messy braid.

"I know, I know. Plus Ammos is there to keep me in line." Kori laughed, glancing over at her brother. He was tall and well built, perfect for the life of an adventurer.

"Yes, and be sure to be on your father's good side, you know how his temper is at home and just think of it here."

"Eep…I'll be good!"

The first couple of hours on bored where hard on Kori's stomach, and her legs where wobbly too. It was annoying to see her brother and his friends walk so carelessly and even dance on board while she hung over the edge, hurling.

"Kori, don't get the side all dirty." Ammos laughed as he drank a cup of wine with his buddies. Kori lifted her head heavily and glared at him with full, pale force. He was such an annoying twenty year old, and his buddies where even more worse.

"Shut up or I'll barf on you!" Kori snapped back, immediately hanging over the edge to hurl again. Ammos laughed again and turned back to his friends to talk about guy stuff. Kori frowned and closed her eyes; at least she was away from her sisters for a while.

Meanwhile inside of the captain's quarters of the small ship, Kori's father frowned as he glanced down at his map, rubbing his temples and sighing heavily.

"We set out too late," He began, looking up at his second in command. "It'll take a week to get to Egypt, not to mention that storm brewing in the horizon." He looked out the window and growled.

"B-But sir, there is a good chance it'll end by the time we get there." The second in command said, hiding the worry in his timid voice. Any other time would be normal to get caught in a storm, but this time they couldn't afford any danger.

"I shouldn't have brought my youngest on. She wouldn't know what to do in a dangerous situation like this. She's only fifteen." Father said, thinking of his two daughters back home. Kori was supposed to be at home with her mother and sister's to prepare for the birth of Daphne's child, but the girl was too stubborn and wouldn't take no for an answer. If she was his daughter, she definitely inherited his stubbornness.

"Oh, well, Ammos can guide her and protect her, and if the water gets too rough we can tie her to the mast."

"True, but knowing Kori, she'll want to help."

It was midnight of the first day on bored and Kori was wide-awake, looking around her spot in her father's room. Being in a new environment always kept her awake for the first couple nights. She turned over again and sighed, letting a few seconds pass before she shot up in bed.

"I can't sleep." She whispered, sliding her itchy sheets off her and sneaking out the door. She stopped once or twice to glance at her father to make sure he didn't wake up. It was surprisingly quiet with the majority of men sleeping or hard at work. She leaned over the edge again to glance at the dark blue ocean. It was so pretty, but the stain from her vomit on the side ruined the view. " It's kind of windy…" She began, wrapping her arms around her shoulders.

She looked up at the dark clouds covering the moons and shuddered, this wasn't a good sign. She looked back down to push the fear out of her mind before feeling a small droplet of water land on her lip. Another one landed on her hand, then yet another on her cheek. The rain started out slow, but then started coming down hard. Kori knew something wasn't right.

"A-Ammos!" She called out as she raced to where he was sleeping. He groaned and turned over. Kori frowned and slapped his face. "Ammos wake your lazy ass up! It's pouring outside!" Ammos opened his eyes and sat up.

"How hard is the rain?"

"Its pooooouuuring!! Like giant beads pelting down!"

"D-Damn!" Ammos cursed as he jumped out of his bed and began to wake the group. "The storm came too soon! Wake up!" Ammos ran outside, leaving Kori on her knees in fear. She shook her head and pushed the fear out; Now wasn't the time to be a child. She had to help out.

"Ammos! What can I do?!" Kori asked, grabbing a rope to the sail and pulling like her brother. Ammos grabbed the rope and pushed her aside.

"Nothing! You'll get hurt!" He yelled over the pouring rain and strong winds. The boat began to toss and turn, knocking Kori to the side of the boat. She was truly amazed at how her brother could stand stiffly during this chaos.

"But-"

"Kori! Come here!" Her father yelled out through commands to his crew, in his giant hands a large rope. Kori nodded and stumbled to him, grabbing onto the mast for support. He pushed her against the mast and began to wrap the rope around her and the mast. "This'll keep you from falling over bored." He said, patting her soaking brown hair and giving her a loving kiss on the cheek. "Be good."

"But," She stuttered, looking over the working crew. It was a horrible scene. "I…I want to help."

A giant shadow fell over the boat as Kori glanced up at the maker of the shadow. She gasped as a giant wave came into view before crashing down on the ship…

To be continued…