The waves were crashing against the side of the ship in a mesmerizing way. She let out a sigh, looking out over the calm sea. They would be passing the Isle of wrath any moment now. Besides its name, it was one of the most beautiful islands in the welsh triangle.
"Samantha there you are." a stoic voice interrupted her train of thought. The source came from an eagle wearing a butler suit."I have been looking all over the ship for you, the dinner is going to start any minute now. And Lord Huntington has been very eager to meet you."
She gave a sad smile to the man. "Good evening to you too, Seb." Turning back around to look at the island.
Sebastian moved to lean next to her. "If you want I could tell Mr. Huntington, that you have the cramps and can't leave the bathroom." The remark got him an elbow strike in his gut.
"Okay, I understand the hints. I will just say that your heart was stolen by an international thief with a heart of gold." This got a snort out of the girl.
"That's better so now tell me what's the problem." Putting a wing around her shoulder in the process.
Moving closer to him, she caught the smell of home. "Nothing, just thinking about the company." Knocking her glass of champagne into the sea in the process.
Sebastian didn't leave it like this, "You know, you can tell me anything."
This is one of the things she appreciated about him, he was always there for her, even when her parents weren't there for her. "I think I am going to sell the shares to my uncle."
"Are you sure, about this Samantha, your father was never really of fan of the man. This would make him majority shareholder."
"I can't keep it up like this, I am just tired." She already felt a headache coming up again, thinking about all the paperwork would waiting when she returned to the mainland.
"I know it's hard but can't you try to keep it up." Seb started his counter offense. "The company has been revitalized since you took over."
No reaction came from her, he had still one argument, it was going to work or backfire in his face. "Even if you don't want to do it for the company, do it for your mother."
Her whole body language changed, he could see how all her muscles started to tense up just at the mention of her mother. It was always a touchy subject. "You know how much she loved the company."
It was a known fact that Elizabeth Steele loved the company even stating in an interview she considered it her second favorite child. Steele transportations started as a little package delivery company but soon grew to one of the biggest transportation companies in the world by the combined strength of her father's analytic thinking and shark-like mentality and her mother's ability to think out of the box and her more outgoing personality.
"I'll think about it." A small smile appeared on his face satisfied with the answer, only to be replaced by a scowl.
She turned around to be greeted by a burly black, with grey streaks, haired wolf. "Hello, uncle, what are you doing here?" She asked cordially.
His crystal blue eyes looked her up and down. "I was coming to get you, the captain wants everyone inside, It looks we are going to go through a storm." He turned around back to the entrance of the ship. Edward and she used to be thick as thieves, but since the death of her parents, he had become more distant trying to push her away. Committing his life more to the company she only saw him during shareholder meetings and business trips and even then he only talked to her about the most necessary things.
"Sam, are you coming?" Sebastian already went inside leaving them alone. Opening the door he stepped inside, taking one look back at the sea seeing the dark clouds forming above the water, she followed him.
Even before she was inside she already heard the shrieky voice of Huntington. "Oh, lady Steele there you are, finally someone who is capable of intelligent speech instead of these plebs."
Sebastian positioned himself between her and the door preventing her from taking her chances with the storm instead of spending her evening with the slimy, weasel that was Huntington.
And it was as worse as she thought. The man went on and on about how amazing he was. "And on my 18th birthday, I finally started my own company, with only a small starting sum of 10 million dollars so you could say I am a self-made man."
She smiled and nodded, at him, before turning around and downing a whole wine glass. 'This night couldn't become worse.'
The thought had just popped into her mind when suddenly the whole boat started to flip to one side. Enough force to throw all passengers from their chairs but not enough to flip the boat upside down.
Tables were flipped over, the food was spread over the floor and a toupet was going down a stream of spilled wine with a panicking Huntington going after it. At the other side of the room, she saw Sebastian looking around. Once he saw her, a look of relief appeared on his face. He started to make his way to her when the alarm went off indicating that the passengers needed to make their way to the life-saving boats. In the panic, she lost sight of him and was dragged outside unable to move in his direction.
'Everything will be fine I just need to make it to the lifeboats, and then I will make it to safety. Sebastian will arrange some hot choco and we will all laugh it away' She started moving to the boats keeping her head calm.
In the middle of the stream of people, she saw a little rhino boy crying. Without thinking she took the boy in her arms and continued following the horde.
"Samantha" She looked up to see that Sebastian had saved a space on a lifeboat for her. Making her way to him she pushed the little boy into his arms. "Make sure you find his parents."
He put the boy next to him and started to leave the boat. "You take my place, I will take the next boat."
She pushed him back. "No time, I will take another one." Suddenly thinking about it she hadn't seen her uncle since the party.
"Have you seen my uncle anywhere?"
"The last I saw him, he was running in the direction of the cabins," Seb screamed above the combined noise of the storm and the panicking passengers.
"I'll go find him." She couldn't leave the man alone, to conquer the sinking ship.
Before Sebastian could protest the boat started to descend to the wild waters below. She gave him a smile and decided to go in the direction of the cabins.
'I hope whatever that old bastard needed in his room, is worth it.' She internally cursed trying to fight the stronger becoming winds. When suddenly another wave made her stumble back inside. Knocking her head against the wall making the world spin even more.
'I need to get out of here, this is getting too dangerous even for my taste.' Heaving herself up at the door, just in time to see an even bigger wave coming her way. With no other option, she slammed the door closed and made her way to the room at the end of the hall.
'What do I do, What do I do, What do I do.' Really freaking out now she looked around the room, seeing that she had arrived in the kitchen of the ship. With her eye falling on the fridge. In a last desperate attempt to survive she starting emptying the fridge and moved inside, closing it just in time, to feel the boat turning around. Her improvised lifeboat was holding up but the space was too small, she felt like a lobster in a boiling pot. She positioned herself to prevent herse from hitting the sides too much.
The waves kept bashing against the ship. Tiring out of keeping herself steady she slipped a little with a result that the next hit made her head bash against the back of the fridge. 'When I survive this, my uncle is going to pay for this.' was her last thought before she embraced the darkness.
"Ahoy, dock hands!" A booming voice made her return to the land of the living. Looking around she realized she was still in the fridge. Who for some miraculous reason had survived the ordeal 'Who says that movies are unrealistic'
"Capital job unloading that cargo last night." Now if only that idiot would stop screaming and everything would be perfect.
'Now how do I get out of here.' pushing the fridge door indicated that it was blocked by something. 'Of course, It couldn't be too easy.' putting her feet against she started putting more force against the door. This time it went a little bit further but still not enough to escape.
'Fine desperate times call for desperate measures.' positioning her back against the back wall she readied herself for her next move.
"HELP ME, I AM STUCK HERE, SOMEONE GET ME OUT." she started banging her fists against the door in the hopes of someone finding her. Not caring who it was she just wanted to get out, It felt like the walls were starting to move towards her. 'This is not good'. "LET ME OUT"
"Keep calm I am coming." She heard a voice on the other side of the door. The breaking of a wooden plank and some grunting later she heard the door click open.
The incoming light blinded her, after sitting for who knows how long in a cramped little box. Putting her hands in front of her eyes she tried to get a good look at her rescuer.
Regaining her vision she saw that he was offering his hand to help her out. Wanting to get out of the fridge as fast as possible she accepted his help. With surprising strength he pulled her up, to come face to face with a blue dressed raccoon. "Are you alright miss."