Violet Baudelaire moved the hair that was covering her face because of the wind that was blowing so violently against her, Klaus, Sunny and little Beatrice. She turned her head around to them and smiled at them, she had to make sure that everything would be alright. And their luck was going to change around and their lives would, hopefully, be different from what it had been.

She turned her head back towards the sea, and continually looked forward, hoping to see a ship, some land, or any form of life that could help her and her siblings. She would never forget the promise that her parents gave to her, shortly before they suffered their terrible fate. She was to protect them from harms way. To make sure that she would look after them no matter what would happen. She was going to keep her promise, even if it was the last thing that she would ever do as a sister and as a daughter.

She was concerned about the wind and how it was growing more and more violent as every minute went by. The boat that her and her siblings had built was strong, but she did not know if it would be strong enough to withhold the force of the wind if it became worse.

Violet tied her hair up like she usually did when she needed to think more clearly. She wanted to be prepare for the worse, if, it was going to happen. She would give up her own life in order to save her siblings, they were there for her when her parents had been killed, she had spent every single day with them trying not to remember what had happened to them. They were so important to her and nothing could be closer than that. After all that they had been through, after all they had seen, accomplished, failed and learnt. She didn't want to have to lose them now. She couldn't handle it.

"mmmm" Violet turned around and saw Sunny was shivering. She wasn't surprise she given up her last blanket to Beatrice so she could stay warm. Good old Sunny, she was always thinking of others, they all look out for other people even though sometimes things did not work out the way they wanted it too. She took off the blanket that she had around herself and moved carefully over to Sunny and put the blanket on top of her to make sure that she would get warmer. Violet sighed, she didn't want to complain but she believed that this was not the life that she and her siblings should not have lived in. It should not have been how Beatrice was born into.

She wanted so many things out of her life, in reality, she might be able to do these things once they had reached land. But what would happen to them once they had reached land, would they be arrested? Would they be sent anyway back to sea? All different thoughts went through her head. She did not want anything bad to happen. She didn't think that they deserve it, any of things that had happened in their lives. It was the fault of Count Olaf and his treacherous deeds to destroy their lives.

She put her hand to her face and felt that tears had appeared and were softly rolling down her face. She wiped them away quickly not wanting her siblings to hear that she was crying and to start comforting her. She needed to be looking after them. Not the other way round. She looked around her and began to notice how dark it was slowly becoming and how it was going to become more difficult to control the boat to safety. She took a deep breathe in and close her eyes, wishing that everything would disappear and things would go back to normal. She hated this, feeling totally helpless and unable to do anything.

"Violet?" She turned her head around quickly and saw that Klaus had woken up.

"I didn't wake you, did I?" She asked, worrying that he had heard her crying, though it was silently done.

"No" He smiled back at his sister. "You didn't so don't worry, I was woken up by this dreadful wind. It's been getting worse, I hope it dies down soon." He said shivering with two of the blankets that he had on already. He looked at his sister, hoping that she would have an idea or two, just in case.

"Yes I know. I have been trying to think of different ways that we can make sure that the wind doesn't damage the boat" She said honestly to her brother.

"You don't think it could damage it do you? I mean…what would we do if it did-did damage it?" Violet noticed that there was a hint of worry in her brother's voice she didn't want to scare him, that was the last thing that she wanted to do. But, she did want to involve him, since he was becoming much older.

"Don't worry Klaus, if anything happens and hopefully it won't. We will be all here to make sure that we are able to fix it. No matter what the cost is." She turned away from her brother and carried on looking at the sea. She knew one thing that she was looking out for, but she knew that their would be a slim chance of her ever finding what she wanted to see so desperately in the world.. "Klaus. I want you to make a promise to me. And, I don't want you to break it, no matter what happens. Okay?"

"What's the promise first?" Klaus asked her, moving closer to his sister, being careful not to wake up Sunny and Beatrice since they were very tired.

"I don't want you too argue with me Klaus, I just want your word. Okay? …If anything were to happen to me I want to you to go on without me and make sure that Sunny and Beatrice are safe." Violet had told her brother quickly. She hated having to say this to her brother but she needed to think about them. Make sure that they were protected.

"Violet-"

"No Klaus, no." That was the last word to be said by Violet to her brother about the situation. She didn't want to blow it out of proportion. She didn't want it to be that way. She wanted it to stay good for now. Violet looked at the waves that were beneath her, they were becoming stronger, violent like the wind. She reached up to her hair to tighten her bow. She wanted to start preparing herself now. "Klaus, released the sails, we need to catch the wind and see if it can try and take us to land. We can't stay too long in this wind."

Klaus nodded at her sister and walked quickly, but silently to the sails to open them out. Immediately the wind caught the sails and the boat was off, the waves were becoming rougher and harder against the boat.

"What's going on?" A sleepy Sunny asked. She had just woken up to the sound of the waves hitting the side of the boat, rocking everyone on board.

"Sunny, I want you to take Beatrice and yourself and get a life belt on. Beatrice will be too small for one, but you are to hold onto her. No matter what. Okay?" Like her brother, she just nodded in agreement. She bent over to little Beatrice and went to find the life belts that they had packed onto the boat. Once she had found hers, she placed it over her head and tied herself up tightly and huddle in the corner of the boat protected, for now.

"Klaus, I need you to grab an oar and try to row with me." Violet instructed her brother.

"What good will rowing do? The waves are too strong for the waves. The power of them could just snap the oars anyw-"

"Klaus! I know, but we need to try! We need to keep the boat upright and not beneath the waves!" She grabbed the nearest oar and placed it in the water, feeling the force of the waves against her own oar. She struggle to move it against the waves, it was beginning to hurt her arms and cause her to let the oar slide out of her hands. But, she refused to let go, she would never. She tried to push the oars forwards and backwards against the waves, but she was feeling breathless and tired, unable to continue anymore. She turned to look at her brother, and watched him try his hardness to make this work. She was so proud of Klaus for trying, even though in the back of her mind she knew that this wouldn't work. If it did, it would be a miracle. But she had to be positive, not for her sake, but for her siblings.

"SUNNY!? ARE YOU OKAY THERE!?" Violet shouted to her little sister over the noise of the thunder and the waves hitting the side of the boat. Sunny looked but her sister and merely shouted "okay" back at her. She was too scared, no, she was terrified. She looked back and forth at her brother and sister, watching them struggle, but not giving up. She put her arms round little Beatrice making sure that wouldn't slip out and fall off the boat in the dark cold watery that was now circling them.

Violet was struggling to keep up with the waves that was crashing against the boat, and the oars. She had a sinking feeling that something was going to break, create a leak in the boat which could possibly lead them to their doom.

Klaus was also now finding it difficult to keep up with everything that was happening him around himself. He felt like he should just give up and call it a day, that perhaps they timed the departure of the island too sure and maybe they should have saved it for another day when the weather was not bad in this month. But he knew that you could not predict the weather and he did not know it would be like this until he experienced it first hand. He wasn't going to let his siblings down, so he continued battling against the waves around him, trying not to think about what could happen to him.

"Violet!! What are we going to do!? The waves, they are too strong for us! We need to either to go back or find land!" Klaus shouted across to his sister, who, like himself, was struggling harder against the waves.

"How on earth can we turn back now!? We are too far out in the ocean! We just have to rough it out!!" She knew from a map that she had found back on the Island that their was land not too far from where they were. She was sure that it would be entering the United States or either one of the countries over in Europe. They had been sailing for days now and they had to coming up to some sort of land eventually, but when this was she did not know.

Then, she heard the worst thing imaginable. The cracking of wood. The cracking of their boat that was sailing in the deepest and dangerous water known to man. She snapped her head round, hoping that she was wrong. But as she gasped she knew that she was right. The boat that was suppose to be carrying them safely across the waters was now going to destroy their lives.

"VIOLET!" Klaus screamed to her. He was trying not to point at the crack since he knew that he would dropped his oar into the water.

"I see it Klaus! Just hand on!" Violet tried to reassure him. She had no idea how this was going to work because she needed to reassure herself now. There was only one thing that she could think of to do. To prepare themselves for going overboard. She dropped the oar into the boat, telling Klaus to do the same. He had learnt to follow what his sister was doing and not to judge her actions. He watched his sister run carefully over to the terrified Sunny and the sleepy Beatrice and grab two life jackets. She pulled Klaus over to her and shoved the jacket on him and made sure that it was on him securely. Ignoring his questions and moans, she did the same. She placed the life jacket on her cold body and made sure that it was tight enough. She looked over to Klaus and asked, "Do you think…what's making the waves move viciously, is the Unknown?" Klaus looked back at her, and looked into the ocean which was becoming more and more scary as he thought about it. He did not know how to answer her. The thought of something living down there, waiting for them, sent chills up his spine. Moving towards Violet and sitting down next to Sunny and Beatrice, he felt tears running down his cheek. He was scared, for his life, and his sisters' lives. He wanted to be a normal child, with their parents, nagging him to do his homework, having fun with his friends, just being a normal teenager, in a normal life. But he was here. In this mess.

Violet sat down next to Klaus and closed her eyes, feeling the boat rocking backwards and forwards and listening to the water that was leaking into their only way of returning back to land. She felt a hand grab her own, tightly, as a way of comfort. She opened her eyes and looked down to see Klaus' hand holding her own. She looked up and smiled at him as best as she could, but the tears were giving her away.

"This is not the end." Violet whispered to him, returning the tight hold on his hand, remembering something that would safe them. She reached over and lifted little Beatrice into her hands and Klaus did the same with Sunny. "Before we left I found two little dinghy's that we could use in case of…this" She reached over to the corner of their little boat and pulled two bags towards her siblings. "You just pull the string and out it comes."

"And there is only two?" Klaus asked her.

"Yes."

"And it's two to each?"

"Yes."

"So, what happens if we get separated?" Klaus asked worrying about the circumstances that they were in.

"Is it a risk that you want to take?" She replied back to him. He did not have to answer. She stood up and walked carefully on the boat and beckon Klaus, who was holding safety onto Sunny, to do the same with his dinghy. "Now on three you are going to pull the string. You will placed it in the water as safely as you can and get yourself in. Do you understand?" She asked him seriously.

"Yes." He gulped.

"Sunny, do you?"

"Of course." She whimpered back to her older sister.

"Okay, Klaus. One…two…three!" They both pulled the stings and watched the sickly orange dinghies come to life. She watched carefully as Klaus held onto his dinghy as he placed it as best as he could in the vicious water. He slipped himself carefully into the dinghy holding onto Sunny. Once safely in, he and Sunny could breath. He held onto the boat as he watched his sister placed her dinghy into the water. Sunny was safe now, so he could reach over and hold onto his sisters as she did the same.

Violet carefully placed little Beatrice in and held onto the side of her dinghy as she lowered herself in. Just as half of her body was hanging off the side of the boat, a waved came crashing against the other side of the boat, causing Klaus to lose his grip, on the boat and Violet's dinghy. "NO!" He screeched. He wasn't screeching because he lost his grip, or the fact that Beatrice was sailing in a dinghy by herself, but had not drifted off (yet), that everything was turning into one unforgettable mess, but because Violet had fallen into the dark depths of the water, with no signs of returning.