Gray clouds filled up the sky which had hidden the luminous sun. The islands were now much calmer and the violent winds from last night had seemed to have subsided.
The villagers were gathering around in front of Taro's house. The storm had completely damaged almost every single building on the island. People were panicking and the chatter wouldn't subside.
"Calm down everyone! I've got some important to say!" Taro announced loudly, standing up straight, and keeping a confidant expression on his face.
Everyone grew quiet and awaited his speech.
"I wanted to tell everybody not to worry about the damage towards their-"
"I can't find Chelsea!"
Everyone turned around to see Mark panting and had a look of distress on his face.
"I looked everywhere for her and it seemed the boat to Link Island has been destroyed!" Mark stated in panic.
Whispers were heard from the other villagers as they quickly glanced back at Mark.
Sighing, the old man walked up towards Mark, hitting the young man on the head with his cane.
Mark groaned, rubbing his head, and frowned.
"Boy, pipe down! Without Chelsea, this island is in a lot of danger! Everyone needs to go search for her now!" Taro demanded furiously and everyone nodded.
They all began their search.
Since Chelsea's clothes were damped, Shea had provided her with something to wear for awhile.
She was now wearing a dark chocolate colored tube top, along with wearing her red bandanna. The rancher also wore this cloth that looked similar to a short skirt and was the same color as her tube top. The edges of it looked as if it had been cut out with scissors and she had no choice but to walk barefoot since her shoes were so ridiculously drenched in water.
To him, her sapphire eyes seemed like the only thing that illuminated the room, and he continued to look at her longingly.
"Clothes look fine on Chelsea…" Shea told her nonchalantly.
"Yeah, thanks Shea…" Chelsea breathed nervously and smiled.
Right now so much stress was pilling up inside her and she felt rather nervous. She couldn't believe that all of this was happening. Here she was, stranded on an island with a guy who could barely speak proper English, and the fact that someone was out there trying to destroy her. Chelsea kept wondering how she would fare with this.
"So who told you a man was trying to hurt me?" Chelsea questioned him, just remembering what he had said moments ago.
He was silent for a moment. "Harvest Goddess…"
She raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "Her? Why didn't she tell me it was her before? That's just weird… So this guy that's after me had drained her power somehow?"
Shea nodded and the farmer crossed her arms uneasily.
"Not important now. Shea must teach Chelsea how to hunt!"
Shea started to clench his fists tightly. He unexpectedly grabbed her hand gently and guided her out of the hut.
The sun was now emerging from the clouds and it shined brightly.
He let go of her hand as he walked in front of her and Chelsea followed him from behind.
Chelsea was totally against the idea of hunting since she loved animals. She then thought about it again, considering she was stranded here and kept thinking how else is she going to survive if she doesn't hunt?
Maybe I could live off of mushrooms for awhile… Chelsea thought with a sigh and shook her head.
From the corner of her eye, she noticed that Shea was holding a stick with a sharp spear attached to it.
Wincing as a tiny gasp escaped her mouth, she stepped back rather frighten, and Shea turned around in confusion.
"What wrong?" Shea asked puzzled.
"U-Uh, nothing!" Chelsea stuttered and laughed nervously.
She couldn't image Shea stabbing any poor innocent animal with that spear and the thought of the blood oozing out of the animal allowed shivers to rush down her spine.
"Not worry. Shea brought extra spear for Chelsea…" Shea replied calmly and handed her a long spear like his.
Chelsea felt her entire body tremble as she held the spear and her face turned blue.
"We fish first!"
He then randomly sprinted over towards the ocean and Chelsea watched him run as her left eye twitched.
She felt paralyzed and her face remained blue. The thought of stabbing fish frighten her even though she had fished before and eaten of lot of fish dishes that she has made for herself.
Sighing, Chelsea timidly walked over towards Shea, and he was crawling carefully in the water while holding his spear vertically.
"Fish very fast… Must have speed…" Shea whispered to her fiercely after he felt Chelsea's presence of her standing behind him on the sand and he didn't look at her.
Chelsea frowned as she looked down at him.
He suddenly startled her as he stabbed a fish with his spear and stood up.
"That how done, Chelsea. Now you try…"
Shea adjusted the fish in his mouth and Chelsea gulped.
"Uh… How about I just collect mushrooms?" Chelsea asked him bashfully as she rubbed the back of her head.
He took the fish out of his mouth and held it firmly in his grip.
"Fine, but we go to forest now."
Chelsea looked behind her, seeing the dangerous looking forest, and she gulped.
"Uh okay…" Chelsea mumbled awkwardly and laughed nervously.
Both young adults were now walking in the forest and Chelsea followed timidly behind Shea. They both held their spears firmly and walked cautiously.
"Very dangerous animals here, Chelsea. Be careful," he warned and Chelsea nodded with a gulp.
The brunette had suddenly heard an odd noise and she turned around to see that a tree was about to fall on her.
A scream instantly came out from her mouth and with immense speed Shea turned around yelling, "Chelsea!"
He quickly pushed her out of the way and pinned her to the ground.
The tree had fallen to the ground and didn't fall on them. A black figure stood in the bushes and suddenly vanished.
She felt the blood rush to her cheeks as she looked up to see that Shea was on top of her and his face turned slightly pink, although he didn't know why.
Shea got off of her and helped her up.
"Are you okay, Chelsea?" Shea asked and Chelsea nodded while trembling.
She had almost encountered death twice now and Shea had always saved her.
"T-Thanks Shea…" Chelsea told him weakly and she started to feel slightly dizzy.
The farmer was about to lose her balance; however, Shea had caught her before she fell.
"Chelsea not well… Me take you back home…" Shea muttered.
He looked back towards the tree stump and it seemed someone had purposely cut off that tree, but Shea thought nothing of it.
Shea held Chelsea bridal style and started to head back towards his home.
Chelsea struggled to keep her eyes open and she didn't know why she felt so ill all of a sudden.
As Shea advanced further towards his home, he didn't notice that a shady figure from the bushes was watching them the entire time.
Author Note: Cliff hanger, well, there will be lots of cliff hangers in this story. Hoped you guys liked this chapter and I shall update when I can.
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