I don't own any of these characters. The wonderful Justin Somper does. He has brought us a story of everything that I love to pieces.

GPOV

The ocean just seemed like a blur to me. One minute I was in the boat with Connor, and now I'm stuck in a big ship and locked in a room. There's that Lorcan guy who visits me, but he's just really weird. I'm sick of just being cooped up in this tiny room. I need my exercise! Not just exercise my hands writing my short stories day in and day out, but exercise my legs. I don't want to become an immobile girl anytime soon. I wish I could recall what happened after the boat wreck, at least remember what I can of Connor and what could have happened to him.

I closed the little diary that Lorcan had given me to write stuff in. This was the book I was using for actual diary things. Not stories. I'd at least filled seven books with stories. That would mean I've been on the ship for around a week. It took me a full day to write one of my stories. I'd give them to Lorcan to read and he gave them back to me the following morning. He liked them. They were a mix of Western and Horror with a splash of romance for flavor he told me. I'd asked him several times if there were any books on board the ship that I could read. I mean I enjoy writing him stories, but I'd like to read something in a while other than what I write. *THUD!* the loud noise outside my window caught my attention, Distracting my chain of thought, I walked slowly to the window and pushed the curtain back the smallest bit, to reveal a dark night and the other people on board the ship. I could see Lorcan arguing with another man and I shut the curtain as fast as possible. I didn't want to see him and the man break out into another fight.

I heard the fight between Lorcan and the man. It went on for what seemed like forever. I heard the punches, the kicks and the screams of agonizing pain, which reached out to me and made me feel their pain. As the fight drew on, I kept trying to remember the other man's name. it was something like Sudoku or something. No that wasn't his name. Then I remembered. It was Sidorio. Lorcan told me to be careful when he was outside. He was the "bad guy" because he thought he knew something about me, when really, he had no idea of my existence. Well so I was hoping. Whenever I heard them fighting outside, all I think of is Connor. I have no idea why, but he just comes to mind.

*KNOCK KNOCK* I jumped at the sudden loud knock. It probably only gave me a fright considering I'd just fell asleep after the fight had stopped. I sat there silently. I knew if it was Lorcan, He'd just appear in my room. I held my breath, fretting that it might be Sidorio. If it was him, I didn't know how long he'd be out there when suddenly I heard his voice from the other side of the door. "Come on princess. Open the door. I just know you're looking for a good time with a handsome devil." My heart beat so loud that I could hear it in my legs. My breath stopped completely and froze, sitting up in my bed.

The next thing I heard neither frightened nor relieved me. It was the sound of two creatures fighting at my door. I heard growls, scratches, kicks, bites and all the other usual animal fight noises. I sat in silence hoping it would go away so I could sleep again. The fight became horrendous. It just went on and on for what seemed like hours. Others came and watched and cheered them on. From what I heard they had split into two supporter groups. I had to listen hard to hear who the groups were supporting. Of course there was team Sidorio but what frightened me was that the other team was going for Lorcan. My window beckoned to me to peek out and see if it really was Lorcan fighting Sidorio but I couldn't handle the sight of my friend fighting my foe.

I don't know how long I spent listening to the fight but I sure do know it went for as long as it took for the morning bell to ring. At that sound, the fight sounds ceased and I felt at ease to rest. My eyes became drowsy and the next thing I knew, I had fallen asleep and was dreaming about the hopes of what Connor was doing and that he was okay.

CPOV

I sat up abruptly in my bed, sweat pouring off my face. I looked around the room and heard the loud snores of Bart in the bed above me. At least I knew I was safe, I just wished I knew if Grace was alright. My dream last night was scary. It was about Grace being on an island, being probed by savages who'd never seen a girl before. It was strange. My feet found the floor and pulled me up out of the warm uncomfortable bed I'd spent the night in. The clothes I'd been given were chucked around on the floor and I had to search to find them. Once I'd located my clothing, I chucked them on and headed out to the deck. The ocean was calm at this hour. No waves but the little waves that seemed to go out forever. This was the time I liked to be out on deck. Everyone else was still asleep and it gave me time to dream and search the seas for my sister.

The captain kept assuring me that Grace was alright, but I still had terrible dreams about what could've happened to her. I wish they'd stop as they scare me. It was hard to live life pretending I was really happy when I was actually worried about my sister. She was my only friend in this terrible world we live in. She was what was giving me home to live life a little, in the hopes that we would see each other again. Whether it's a brief glance at her, or forever, as long as I see her again just once, I'd be able to live another day.

*THUNK!* I jumped as I felt the ship hit something. I looked overboard to see what we'd hit and once I saw it, I just stood there, frozen to the boat, staring.

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