As the sun rose over Lómëdor the streets became flooded with people. It slowly increased as it got later in the morning the streets got more filled until everybody was at there destination. Ship arrived from the horizon as shipments came in, several ships were Guard ships from the night patrol on the seas, docking so they could go home and rest until their shift. The sun beat heavily over the city with intense heat as people rushed inside for shade.

The inn was crowded today because of the eat, it also became louder as people got dunk on ale and other liqueurs. The noise awoke Juste from a deep sleep; it did not matter to him for he was to go on a ship soon that would take him to a destination he believed he would find the Belmont Whip. He got out of bed and dressed in his clothes which sat on a wood rail. He took his whip and his Scimitar and placed them on his person before heading out of the crowded inn, he pushed and shoved past the visitors until he reached the door.

When he opened the door the heat of the sun flooded into the room. The brightness of the sun shined off of a patrolling guard’s armor, temporarily blinding Juste before he headed to the ship. He thought of the possibility of a heavy storm on the horizon, high hear usually indicated a coming hurricane. It would make the trip twice as dangerous but even if it meant his life he would find that whip, he recognized his obsession with it but mostly kept it hidden most of the time.

He reached the ship that was docked near a fishing shop although it was not a fishing ship. It stood high above the two-story fishing shop and guards stood to keep random people off of the ship who did not pay the price. Juste walked up to one of the guards and presented a small bag of gold that held enough money to pay the captain. The guards allowed him aboard but informed him they were not taking off until noon.

Jaina was sleaping in the tavern that was nearby fortunatley they still haved a vacant room it was not big but it haved a bed and a roof over her head. When the sun arised its shine awoke her from her rest and a rooster helped her awake. When she awoke she put on her blue cloack and placed the hood over her head it was not raining but she felt better with the hood over her head. Then when she saw what was the time she rushed to the docks to catch a ship that was about to sail into distant lands and in those lands she hoped to find her way back home. When she crossed the two blocks to the port she was amaized how the street could fill up so quick with peoples some going to work some to drin and who know what else. When she reached the dock the wind brought upon her a smell of sea water and fish. Jaina never liked to travel with ships though her fater was admiral of a fleet or maybe that was the reason that she disliked ships. The ships ramp was guarded by couple of guards and when she neared them one of then spoke "Ahh miss Proudmoore we have awaited your arrival and as was our agrrenment we have found the maps of the destination you have requested yesterday. But there is still matter of..." The talking man dubed his thumb to his forefinger and middlefinger and said with a smirk "Paynment." Jaina gave a sight and said "Verry well." Then she gave half of the sum that was negotiated with the captain and spoke again "The rest will be yours when i set foot on the land." After that the captain noded and the guards let her pass.

Black Rose was already in a ship...she sat on a borrdeline qeitly and drifted into her own thoughts. In her hands was her venecian mask. Yes...the same mask that she threw away in the Swamps before..Felicia couldn't get rid off it just like this..She wore it for two years and almost never has she took it off her beautyful face...it was too important that Felicia could just throw it away. Her black and blind eyes were thoughtful....as was all her face.Long redish brown hair were swaying in a wind tighed up comfortably. Felicia wore brown leather pants and dark green jacket on sleevless shirt that day. She has hoped it will help to forget everything, besides she loved adventures....what could be better? A slight sigh escaped her lips at her own thoughts. Felicia was too silent...as if would have a bad sence as if would have to happen something terrible that day....but she hoped that it's only her imegination.....Many were wondering what a blind girl will do in an open sea...But they had no any clue that this blind girl can be more useful than they can imegine..

When jaina entered the ship she saw Felicia and very much wanted to go to talk to her and become friends but she knew that if she obtrusion herself on her she will be rejected by her. That is why when she passed near her on the way fo her quater she just said "Hello." As she was walking her thoughts were grabbed by the mask she was wearing 'Indeed it must be very important to her is she went back in the swamps and take it' THen as she was walking in the narrow halls of the ship she could feel the watey shaking the ship and this was making her hate the ships even more but it was inevetable. After a short walk she closed herself in the slamm quater oppened a book that was on the small table and started reading the history of this world. It was interesting but Jaina could not resist to see with who she wil ltravel she she left back the book and returned to the deck and sat at one barrel and looked at the peoples bording the ship. They were all so different sort of peoples and some even seemed familiar to her but in all of the commotion she could not think or recognise them.

Juste had headed to his room to unload his baggage along with a small friend he picked up along the way. A young bat crawled out of one of the bags and Juste gave it a piece of bread to occupy its time while Juste headed to the deck."Do not leave this room Vincent and I shall give you something better than bread." He said before leaving his room, the young bat gave an screech of agreement as Juste walked up to the deck, his Scimitar on one side and his whip on the other.

As he reached the deck he noticed that te flow of people had stopped and the loading port was removed from the ship. The guards still stood there as some chldren on the docks waved at the passengers on the ship. Juste gave a little wave and proceeded to the bow of the ship. There was a woman standing there with a mask in her hand. He simply stood beside her and stared into the horizon in the direction they were headed.

Felicia heared as people scurried here and there before leaving the shore and sighed slightly. A simply 'Hello' of Jaina made her snap from her own thoughts but she just noded some to her and gazed at the horizon. A man who stood beside her...she senced him...she heared him come and stand beside but didn't want to say a word unless will be spoken to. Juste could sence Felicia's strange state of her moods and emotions...as if they'd be held back and try to overwhel her. In her black eyes still were views from those times when she had expirenced all worst things that made her to change so....Finaly she threw the mask away into the water - this was the only way to get rid of this mask....for the mask will drawn and the ship will leave...the mask will become history...past as all things that she had expierenced..

Felicia took one step back and walked away to find a quet place so that she would be alone with herself. Perhaps she senced her emotions rise and didn't want anyone to see that?She never has liked anyone seeing her sad or crying...Never did let anyone to think she's weak...

The ship didnt yet left the harbour and jaina was already bored and from what she understood the trip would be loong. And when she saw Felicia threw her mask Jaina was very confused "Why would she go take it back if only to throw it away now?" she asked herself but deep she knew that this question will remain unanswerd for a loong time. After that she stood from the barrel and went to Juste with the thoughts to start a conversation which would take her mind of the ship and the thhoughts of loong boring trip. "Hello." She said to the man and then introduced herself "My name is Jiana." hoping that this will break the ice. At first imppresion she thought that he is attractive. Then she resumed the talk "May i ask what is your name good man?" hoping that she will receve mor than a cold answer. Then s wave smashed into the ship and shaked it so hard that Jaina fell on the ground and cursed the ocean the ship and this trip. THough it was not late to quit she didnt want to blow her only chance to get away from this place.

Juste's concentration was broken as the woman who stood next to him tossed the mask into the waters and walked away. The mask sat there in the water for a moment, bobbing up and down helplessly before inevitably sinking to the bottom of the blue ocean. He watched as the woman walked away and then tuned his attention back to the ocean ahead. There was a moment of peace before a woman walked up to him. "Hello." the woman said to him, he turned his head to her as she continued. "My name is Jaina." She introduced herself, it was quite obvious that she wanted somebody to talk to on this long voyage. "May i ask what is your name good man?" She asked him kindly. there was a second of silence before a small wave hit the boat and rumbled the ship some. Juste stood there, not budging by an inch but the woman fell down, she started cursing at the ocean out of frustration. Juste offered his hand to help her up "My name is Juste Belmont." He said in a kind tone.

She was supprised to see him offering help and what even supprised her more is that his tone was soft and kind not cold as she expected. She took his hand and stood up and beat the dust out of her clothes. It was few moments shince she got up and cleaned her clothes when she realised that she was still holding him and hastily relesed her grip. Then said "It is good to see that there are still kind peoples around. Thank you for helping me." She tahnked hin with a node of gratitude in her voice. She wondered for a bit what to say to him and in this momen she realised that she is in one of those odd situations. "I wonder how a hadsome man like yourself is so kind. Usualy those guys are arrogant, insolent, impudent, impertinent and who know what else. If may i ask you why are you on this trip?" She was hoping that the question was not too rash to ask him but thus far he was kind and good also she was hoping that to be his true identity and personality. While she awaited for his response she wached the Laruses that were flyng above the ship.

When she stood up Juste waited patiently for her to loosen her grip on his hand. when she did he mturned back to the ocean. After a moment of silence the Woman spoke "It is good to see that there are still kind peoples around. Thank you for helping me." she thanked him kindly, it was obvious by her tone that she was embaressed. "I wonder how a hadsome man like yourself is so kind. Usualy those guys are arrogant, insolent, impudent, impertinent and who know what else. If may i ask you why are you on this trip?" Juste gave a shrug at the statment and answered her question with a slight hesitation. It was not like telling her about it would change his journey much. "I'm on a quest for an item that has been in my family for generations. It's called the Belmont Whip, or at least that is it's most common name. What it is really called is the Vampire Whip. The meaning of it's name has been lost throughout the generations for several times a Belmont has been turned into a vampire and still been able to use it." His tone was still ind and he took a second before saying something to relate to her earlier statment. "And you are right. As more and more fear is spread across Arda people do not let their guard down often, those who act arrogant and obnoxious are usually more frightened then they act because they are trying to fool themselves as well."

After hearing for his quest jaina said "Then maybe our goals are not so differend. I was told that some where in the far west lie a device that transport peoples across the realms and this device may be my only way home." she was unshure if he wanted to hear about Jaina's quest but after he was so kind to tell about his it was the least she could to. When he said "And you are right. As more and more fear is spread across Arda people do not let their guard down often, those who act arrogant and obnoxious are usually more frightened then they act because they are trying to fool themselves as well." She responed "So dose that mean that that you are not afraid?" Her curiosity was going to get her in trouble some day and she knew that. Before Juste could reply Jaina spoke again "I'm sorry if i'm bothering you... i just dont know what else to do. And please due tel me if i'm bothering you sometimes i dont know when to stop." Never before she was talking so much and her actions so clumsy and she was thinking why is this happening now maybe it was because she hated ships and travel by see.

"So does that mean that that you are not afraid?" the woman asked. Before Juste could answer she spoke again. "I'm sorry if i'm bothering you... i just dont know what else to do. And please due tel me if i'm bothering you sometimes i dont know when to stop." He gave a small chuckle. "No, it is quite allright. I am afraid when the time calls for it, but I gather that fear and use it against my enemies. Using that fear I plan out what my enemy could do and then counter those moves. He thought about how isolated he let himself be and let out a small chuckle. "It's kind of funny. Since I began this whole search for the Belmont Whip I haven't talked much to anybody besides informants to gather information. He let out a sigh as he put his concentration on the ocean.

Jaina was not sure what to say so she remained quiet for a moment gave a sight then spoke "Not talking to peoples can be hard to ignore them is even harder. I know that from my own past." Then a man came behind them and spoke to Jaina "Miss Proudmoore the maps are in your quater as you wished. And our cours is marked on them." Jaina turned to the man and said "Verry well thank you." Then she gave the man two three gold coins and he left. There was something about Juste that eluded Jaina but she didnt knew what it was. "I hope you are not a vampire to search fo a vampire whip." She remembered that he said that the name ment vampire. As the conversation went Jaina wondered what will Black rose be doing on the siph. "Maybe she just want to travel" she thought to herself. Just now she nderstood what i made her so clumsy and it was not the ship or the see it was something in the voice and the pressence of Juste that made her feel this way. "Your quest sound like a dangerous one yet do not take me wrong but you dont look like a fighter and you do not carry weapons in you. Is there any chance that you are a wizzard or sorcerrer?"

"Your quest sound like a dangerous one yet do not take me wrong but you dont look like a fighter and you do not carry weapons in you. Is there any chance that you are a wizzard or sorcerrer?" Jaina asked him. Juste gave out another small chuckle and then turned his attnetion back to Jaina buut not turning away from the Waters ahead. "I may not look it, but I can even wield a weapon that I am not fully trained with. And I also do study in the magical arts, without magic I may not be here today. And although my quest may seem dangerous, it is worse. There wa a moment that I was willing to do whatever I could to get the information I needed. Juste's voice dropped as he spoke of this. He had done heinous things to get the information, he had to stop doing this, innocent people lost their lives on more then one occasion. "So, where exactly is your home on Arda?" He asked, trying to change the subject.

His question was the most painful that some one have ever asked her and so she responded "I... Have no home here. This is why i'm on this fools quest to search for this device that i told you. From what i read and heard thei transport some one through the realms. The realms are different worlds. For example my realm was called Azeroth." She didnt like to talk about her home unless some one insissted so she quickly changer the subject from the most painfull one to the most plessent about magic. "I ment no offence when i said that you are not looking like fighter. But you said you have studied magic. How did they teach you the mystical arts here in Arda? I was willing to learn more when i heard about the portal that will take me away from here." Jaina thought that maybe the ice when you meet some one new is cracking but was not sure. She would like to have some one to talk to while this trip last and so far Juste and Black Rose were the only one that looked with their heads on the shoulders.

He pondered a bit at the name of Azeroth before speaking "I have never heard of Azeroth, not even in any tales. But anyways, the way I learned magic was because of my family. The Belmont Family stays hidden in the forests but mostly royalty knows where we are. Since we are isolated we are the only defenders, we are taught magic and melee combat so we are able to defend our home from any intruders. A way to know our training works, is because word has not spread all over Arda about our location." He thought for a minute and gave out a small chuckle. "And I do not think that the king of Lomedor is going to attend this year's ball because of me." He paused a minute and then turned to Jaina "Is it okay if I ask you about Azeroth?" His tone remained calm throughout his entire explanation.

"It bring me pain to talk about it but ask and i shall answer." She stopped for a second and the resumed the conversation. "It is not big world just thr... two continents between them a great ocean. The lands hold great many secrets as i dont doubt thease lands hide too. The Western continent was called Kalimdor and maintl elfs trolls and orcs live on it. The eastern have no exact name some called it 'the Eastern kingdoms' due to that seven great kingsdoms were residing there. Other peoples called it continent of Azeroth. Now on it are three kingdoms only one of them is controled by undead.It was devided on three teritories Lordareon, Khaz'modan and Azeroth. Both Lordaereon and Azeroth were controled by humans and Modan was dwarven kingdom. But that was before the war now only azeroth is under human control and small island on the shores of Kalimdor." Jaina hoped that this will answer to the most of his questions and he do not ask her more about it but with a smile she said "Ask more if you wish to know." Then she gave a sigh and looked around awaiting the next question and thinking what it may be it.

"Amazing. It sounds like a small world but at the same time so large. " Juste said with astonishment. Her world sounded complicated to truly invision. It must be similar to living here on Arda. He began to think about this device Jaina spoke of for a moment. "Well, for telling me something such as that I suppose I should give you a bit of information as well. This device you seek does exist, but it is by no means easy to retrieve. Not even on the smallest account, this item you are searching for automatically teleports. I myself have seen it once, in the middle of a battle it was there for a moment and then gone." In the distance Juste could see dark clouds, lined like an army. The waves had been gradually increasing but Juste and a few other people noticed it. "I fear we can no longer speak, you may want to get to your room soon. There is a dark storm on the horizon."

"Did someone mention a storm?" a familiar female voice muttered from behind of them. No one could ever notice nor hea her approache for she was walking and moving as silently as a ghost. Her black eyes closed some as she took in weather's scent." Indeed...the storm is upcoming....." she said in nearly cold voice and heads to elswhere again. Felicia seemed as if would be worried about something or someone, many thoughts were bothering her but she will never anything to anyone. Such was Felicia - dark and mysteriou since two years ago untill someone gets onto her good side. She was always like a wolf never giving trust easyly but if trust is given, she will always be faithful till her last breath...




(forgive me for short post - i am a bit tired)

"Did someone mention a storm?" A female voice came up from behind them. Juste turned his head to the woman who said that, it was the same woman that threw the mask into the water. "Indeed...the storm is upcoming." She said again before taking her leave. Juste pondered for a moment and then turned his attention back to the storm ahead. The ship had quieted as people looked onward at the dark storm, just standing there. Juste turned and assesed the situation. "Everybody on this ship is advised to head to their cabin below. As you can see there is a storm coming and the safest place you will be will be your cabin!" Juste shouted. The passengers listened to him and rushed to their cabins in the floors below. In the distance several thunderstrikes could be heard as Juste turned once more to the dark clouds on the horizon, they krept ever closer to the storm as the waves became more and more ferocious.

"I didnt expect it to find it easy." She replied "And i'm not worried about the storm i grew up on ships with my fater." When everybody started runnig to get to safety Jaina thought how many peopples were on the ship. She just was sitting on the deck of the vesel and watched how the clouds were aproaching the ship and warm rain started pouring from the sky. As she was stayng she remembered what Black Rose have said few moments ago she remembered not exactly what she said but more the tone in her voice and it sound worryed somehow and Jaina wondered why is she worried but suspected that if she ask her the answer will be as usual cold. The rain was getting colder and the lightenings closer she was so deep in her thoughts that she didnt noticed the crew that was running and doing what the captain ordered them. As she was stayng some of the sailors pushed her in the hallways of the ship and said "Miss get back to your quater!" She didnt want to argue so she went to her room leaving wet tracks behind her. When she entered she saw the maps with the course and some books on the table. Then lithout closing the door she sat at the chair and stared in the maps.

They were now in the black storm, the sun was blotted out and little light shined on the waters ahead. The Rain sell from the sky at an alrming rate, stinging any exposed skin and the winds caused the waves to climb higher into the air. The wind itself blue harshley on the people still on deck while it whistled through the miniscule cracks in the outer quarters. The boat rocked heavily as it ascended and descended each giant wave, being tossed around. Juste wrapped his whip around the railing as one of the crew rushed up to him as they ascended another wave. "Sir, you must do as you advised everybody else and return to your quarters!" The man shouted through the noise of he rain. As they decended another wave Juste grabbed onto the man who almost fell of of the ship. "I believe I may be more useful on the deck, I can see with no light so I can watch for anything ahead!" Juste shouted to the man as the once more ascended a giant wave. Several waterspouts surrounded them and the captain didn't want to take any chances and listened to Juste. They dodged several of the whirlwinds but where now heading into the center of the hurricane where a giant one sat. This may be the end of my journey. Juste thought to himself as the became trapped by the humongous waterspout. they were tossed once more into the air by a wave, only to be consumed by the whirlwind. The ship ssuprisingly held strong inside of the whirlwind. Juste had been lifted into the air by the launch and came down upon the railing, he stayed upon the ship thanks to his whip which remained tied to the railing as Juste sat there with a painful head wound which, although it bled heavily, was not fatal yet knocked him unconcious.

The storm was really getting worse but Felicia wasn't going to retreat and scurry into her cabin. She wasn't a coward and remained on a board. She watched Just from afar as he saved a man not letting him to fall out of the ship. She would probably let him die but it was only a question. She was pondering what's wrong with her?Perhaps the old Felicia is coming back? She was growing attached to her trainer Azlateen and new found friend Jaina. Her black eyes were gazing at Just and asking herself what is going on? She didn't see him but Felicia could see his aura and hear his voice...she heared his movements and every vibration he made....perhaps she was starting to fall in love but she will never admit it to anyone nor to herself.....and yet she should...as she should to release all her emotions or else they will kill her from inside.


The huge wave crashed into a ship causing it to flatter and she stumbled slightly nearly falling down. Silently cursing the storm she still had admit she loved it. It somehow remined of herself...sometimes sea is serene and sometimes fierce with it's storms....and deadly dangerous.Such was Felicia.....silent...mysterious but if angered she would be dangerous as a storm...

Even in her quater Jaina could still hear the screams of the captain giving orders. From the yelling captain and the waves she decided that the situation was getting worse. She left her cloack and staff in the room because they may get in the way. Then she ran to the deck just in time because one of the sailors slipped and was going to fall if she have not catched him.He noded to her and ran to do his tasks. She stood there to see if she could help with something but seemed that the crew have taken care of everything. As she was stayng there a barrel broke his restrains and tripped her from behind and in this momment a wave smashed into the ship thus she flew over the ledge but gripped some rope and mannaged to stay away from the ocean. When she was watching how close she was to the water her entire life passed into her mind and she felt sorry that she have not made any friends while she was in the lands of Arda but then some hand started pulling the rope.

Juste awoke from his state of unconsciousness and looked around quickly. It was still very dark but he could see everything. The rain beat against his bleeding head wound as he stood up, slipping once on the wet wood he lied on for some time now. He examined closer and saw two people were on the dock. The woman who the mask into the water and Jaina. His breathing was quickened as was his pulse, he unraveled his whip and headed to the captain when a barrel’s restraints broke behind Jaina. She was thrown over by a wave that crashed against the ship but quickly grabbed hold of a rope that was holding the barrel before she fell. The ropes was holding for now but it may not for much longer. Juste rushed to the side of the ship, skidding while he tried to stop, and grabbed onto the rope. He was not an overly strong man but she was light and adrenaline rushed through his veins as he started to pull her up. The ropes slid several times but he did not let go through the rope burn, instead he continued to pull until Jaina was back on board. His hands bled but he ignored them and checked to assure that Jaina was okay before heading back to the Captain to continue helping. He kept the captain in his position and held on himself as they ascended through the twisting winds. Eventually he was thrown into the air and over the railing onto a stack of wood that broke under the force of him being thrown. He was pinned underneath the wood unconscious with several boned cracked and gashes through his skin in various places. If he was not treated soon he may die this time.

Jaina saw how the wind picked up Juste as he was ragdoll. Then she ran to him and on the way she 'took' a sailor to help her and carry Juste in her room. When they were there she told to the crewman to put him on the bed and so he did. When he left Jaina used fewtimes her spell to heal wounds but she could not heal his bones so she broke the chair into the table with few hits and with some sheet she was able to make splint and placed on his cracked bones maybe it was luck fo know which ones are cracked but she didnt have the tie not the resources to check them all. When she was finished with patching him up she left him and ran to the deck to help further hoping that this time she wont get thrown of the ship.

Felicia heared everything what happened, her keen ears cought every sound perfectly even through the roars of a storm and winds. "Go to him.." Seyra whispered to Felicia finaly after a long time of being as silent as the grave." I shouldn't do it.." she responded with a cold voice tone." You know you like him, Felicia" Seyra teased her saying all this in Felicia's mind and first time in two years a phantom demoness appeared beside Felicia gazing at her." Why you can't admit it?" Felicia growled at Seyra even knowing she is right. Just it's too hard to admit something even if her ice is melting.

Huge wave crashed at the ship again and Felicia cursed barely holding her balance. She finaly reached the cabins and stood infront of Jaina's cabing pondering. Finaly silently opened the door and looking around sneaks into the room. Felicia sat beside him and remained there for a very long time forgetting the storm untill drifts into sleep leaned upon his torso carefully and deep inside she hoped he will be alright.

Jaina wondered what to do when she got on the deck but then a tidal wave swept across the ship and only few sailors remained and it was as if the wave passed through jaina it didn’t moved her. It dint took long time before the remaining crew returned to their tasks though the captain was gone as if they just vanished because they were not in the water. Then jaina ran to the 'horn of the captain' if it was sounded it meant that every one should grab something because tide waves are coming. She knew all that because her father was admiral and she spent part of her childhood on ships. When she blew the horn the crew she could see dropped their tasks and grabbed to ropes barrels boxes and whatever they could. Then even bigger wave came over the ship and luckily this time no one was missing unless Black rose or at least jaina thought that she was missing. When she even considered this Jaina ran to the back of the ship to look for her but alas she saw only the corpses of the crew. "How could they have drowned so fast?" She thought. It was impossible to drown foe few moments. What she saw or didn’t saw brought sorrow into her because she thought that Felicia have drowned with them. Then the wind almost pushed her from the ledge but Jaina managed to hold on. When she returned to the deck the crew have already went inside to secure the passengers. There was nothing that jaina could do for now so she went inside the ship and locked the door then she sat against it looking at the nothing with an ‘empty’ eyes wondering what she will do now. But before she could think of something to do waves came crashing against the door. Then after few waves another with enormous strenght smashed it into tiny peaces sending Jaina to the opposite end of the cooridor and knocking her out of concious. When she awoke she was no longer at the ship and the ship was gone only wooden debreefs were floating above the water alongside them corpses of the crew and the passangers. jaina didnt knew how long she was out and when she attempted to get up she felt pain in the left part below her heart when she looked there was peace of wooded rod in there. From what she knew it was not good to take it out. After few attempts and excrusiating pain she mannageg to get up and few feets infront of her her staff was on the sand. It took some time to kneel and to take it but she mannaged to do it. After that she looked around adn realised that she is on island and no land to be seen as far as her eye could see. Jaina walked around using her staff for support and attempted to yell but the pain was too much to shout so she just walked bleeding with no water and no food searching for some survivor.

Azirel Silversin, the young man who had been hiding in an old cargo ship had been ship wrecked. The cargo ship he had been on had been hit by a huge storm, somewhere in the storm, he was sure he heard a horn from another ship, but it could have been his imagination. The ship he was on had a captain and a rather large crew, but the ship he had been on had been completely desroyed by the storm, and now, he was wrecked on this terrible deserted island, or at least it seemed deserted.

Azirel thanked god that he didn't take his armor along with him this time, because if he had, he surely would have died. Was on the beach of this strange island, and he had been sitting there in disbelief for a long time, long enough at least for the sun to pass from east to west. He looked out into the horizon. The mainland, or any land for that matter were no where in sight. He finally decided that he would have to search the island for signs of civilization, or at least fresh water. He stood up, brushing sand and seaweed out of his hair, and smeared make-up ((OOC: Hehe, that sounds so weird when referring to a guy)) off of his face. He brushed the sand off of his pants and wandered towards a forested area, he decided he would search there first, for fresh water. He picked up a long stick off the beach, it wasn't his sword, but it would have to do.

He was about to enter the wooded area when he heard a low growl. He didn't think it was possible to kill a ferocious beast with a piece of driftwood, so he decided to change direction, walking along the sandy beach. Eventually, as he rounded a corner, he saw the shape of an upright human a couple hundred yards ahead. He ran towards the person, unsure of its gender. As he came within about fifty yards he realised it was a woman. But when he realised who it was he couldn't believe his eyes.
Could it be a mirage? He thought to himself.

"JAINA!" He shouted as he ran towards her. "How in Arda did you wind up here?!" He asked, he guessed either the island wasn't as deserted as he suspected, or she had come by a different ship, maybe the one which made the horn sound he heard on his own ship?
When he came closer he realised that she had a broken shaft stuck in her chest.
''Oh, Jaina, are you alright!?'' He asked, hoping she wasn`t mortally wounded or anything. ''We must find you help!''

When she saw him she thought it was her immagination and was halucinating due to the blood lost and hisses "Stay...away!" Then she laughet at herself for such an imagination and said "How...a...halutination will find help?" Then completley ignoring him she continiued on her way to search for anyone that still may be alive and she hoped that there will be some one to be alive. As she walked she saw great many corpses and could even recognise two of them the one was the captain and the other was the crewman to whom she helped not to get killed and later he helped her to get Juste back to her room. When she remembered him she remembered Black Rose but there was nothing to be done for her or atleast Jaina thought so. THen she saw some creature running by her with great speed as if it was fast as a horse for races. She was curios what that creature was but could not satisfy her curiosity now because she was looking for some one alive... presuing that there was some one still alive.

Felicia was washed onto the shore on the other side of the strange iseland than was Jaina and Azirel. She was uncoucious for hours and now her little finger twiched some. After few minutes her eyes flattered to open faintly and Felicia with help of some effort shifted to lay onto her back. The sun seemed to be blinding now to her. "Where am i?" she muutered some and struggled to her feet hardly and looked around." The iseland seemed to be tropic one..white sand and lots of trees. She felt so exhausted at the moment that hardly could walk at least for a few hours but still...."Just...?" she whispered and looked around. " Jaina!" she yelled into the distance trying and hoping what's going on."God damn it..." she muttered some and heads to the jungle. " Better don't, Felicia..." Seyra whispered to her as a phantom woman appeared beside her. " Don't what?" she asked her." Don't go to the jungle.....you are too weak..." Seyra tryed to stop her from rushing into upcoming hell. "Or what.." she muttered some."You will regret for going there......you won't survive.." Seyra whispered."Oh shut up you annoying phantom demon." she scoffed at her and Seyra went silent again.

After the boat wrecked against he island Juste washed up onto some shore near a small pile of rocks. Vincent, his young bat, was riding on Juste's chest for quite a while until it saw the land up ahead. The young bat flew to the rocks and waited for Juste to arrive back to shore. After Juste landed Vincent headed into the nearby trees to gather food and get rest from being tossled around within the ship. The splints that Jaina had made for Juste still held throughout everything so none of Juste's bones were injured further than they were on the ship. In Juste's mind flashes of dark monsters raced through his mind as did some horrific sounds such as screams, roars, and a dark laughter. The darkness which kept itself in Juste's mind was now attacking him in his weakened state, his heart beat hard and fast against his chest as his mind became afixed to the dark laughter within his mind.

As Jaina was looking for survivors she could see some one on the shore. As jaina was walking to him her vission became blured but she kept going because if she stopped it would mean her doom. When she was close the face was fammiliar and it was Juste. It was harder and harder to walk and even breathe when she ws close enough Jaina kneeled to him and screamed from the pain from the rod but mannaged to grab him and drag him few feet from the water when she relesed her grip Juste was still breathing. Again she kneeled down and slapped him in the face few times and spoke "Juste....wake up...please wake up..." she repeated this few times then the blur became darkness sensing that she wont hold for much longer Jaina used the staff to push herself from Juste because if she fall upon him the rod would shurly pearce his flesh too. And when she did this the darkness took her. Though Jaina was not dead she was feeling as she was about to die.

Felicia hardly reached the middle of a jungle. It was surprisingly silent...as silent as a grave...no wind was blowing...no animals nor birds making a sound..just a deadly silence as if the'd be something really wicked. "Feliciaa.." a silent hypnotizing whispered called out her name.It was a male voice." What was that..?" she muttered looking around."Feliciia.." again male voice called out to her and a chills ran across her body as the voice became familiar. Felicia didn't want to but she fallowed a voice untill saw a male figure in distance standing with his back to her." Hello, dear Felicia...." a man said looking to face her and she saw a man that she hated and feared at same time. " Erik..?" she whispered. "But it can't be.." she said taking a step back..."It can, my dear" Erik said with a wicked smirk and held out his hand towards her. She felt as been drawed to him by his powerful telekinesis force. Her eyes nearly widened staring at him. Once a calmn and cold one began to worry and fear of this man." Why..?How?" she whispered some watching him and the evil play in his mysterious eyes. "I came for you, Felicia.....because you still belong to me.." he said and laughed some darkly and leaned into kiss her on the lips." Oh you still taste great" he smirking. Felicia spewed at him."Don't you ever dare to touch me, you scum" she scoffed at him.

Jaina didn't seem to believe that Azirel was real, only shrugging him off as an halucination. But none the less, he followed he as she searched the beach for signs of life. After a small while of walking, Jaina saw a man and kneeled down, screaming due either to a terrible realisation or the pain from the rod in her chest, Azirel wasn't sure which one it was. She dragged him out of the water and began crying, when suddenly she passed out, too, falling to the ground.

"Dammit, now both of them are unconcious," Azirel cursed, he wasn`t sure if they were dead or alive but he knew that he did not want to leave them, even to find help. He wouldn`t move Jaina due to her injury, but he moved the man called 'Juste' a little bit so that the two were lying side by side about a foot apart.

He hoped that there were more survivors, because if everyone had died, that ment Jaina would surely die, and Azirel wouldn`t last very long either, not without food or drink.

"What is desteny? Desteny is the one thing that screw you when you need it the most. All of your life you help other peopples and when you need help there is no one to help you!" Jaina thought while she was lieng on the sand. "The pathway to hell is paved with good intentions!" she remembered "So dose that mean that i have damned my self? If i have did so why i'm i not dead yet? Or maybe i'm and this is my eternal damnation?" Then after few moments later she 'said' to herself "Desteny sure is sarcastic to end up dead the same way as my father would have. But fortunatley the dwarfs prooved not no be without feelings and helped him... too bat that there is no dwarf around to help me this time." Then the pain was no longer there she felt stronger than before but still she could not move and she realised that only the noice of the waves and the birds in the sky were the only thing that were keeping her alive.

As the nightmarish laugh echoed throughout Juste's unconcious mind it said something. "You are weak Belmont." The dark voice said with a grim tone. "But you are not this weak! You are a Belmont! And I shall not be satisfied if you die this way!" A fairly big man approached him from the shadows, Juste's heart raced as he realizd who this was "Count!" "Yes Juste, but I am not the real one, I am simply here to make sure you do not die until you meet the True King of Vampires, you will not acomplish this if you die." The count dissapeared and reappeared behind him. "You will not kill Dracula, slayer of several of your family members, if... you... die. So, WAKE UP BELMONT!" The The Dracula shouted, followed by his wicked laugh "And do not die until we truly meet." The Dracula dissapeared into the darkness of Juste's mind.

In the real world on the mostly desrted island Juste shot up from his unconciousness and let out a scream of pain from the wounds he recieved earlier. He hastily lied himself back down as he scanned the surroundings and noticed two people. One was Jaina with a piece of debris sticking out of her torso, the other person was a man whom he did not know. "Where are we?" Juste asked still dazed from everything bad that has happened to him so far. "And who are you?"

Erik laughed only at Felicia and threw her into a tree making her to hit it hard and painful. She slid down to the ground stumbling onto her feet and trying not to pass out. " Go away...Erik" whispered. " Did you came revange for me for making your life into a living hell or killing that *itch?" she asked smirking slightly. Erik's eyes flamed in anger all of a sudden at her words and he shot a lightnight ball at her. She scowled slightly at pain. " But you got what you deserved, bastard.." she said. "Shut up you, scum of a woman" he scoffed at her and intensified the lightning holding her pinned to a tree. Felicia could hardly handle it and Seyra was not showing at all. Felicia struggled to her feet and forced herself to walk through the lightning towards Erik. "You are not real, Erik" she scowled.."You are only my nightmare.....and i am ready to overcome it" she said as Erik began to fade."Nooooo!!" she yelled fading away and Felicia woke up somewhere in the jungle and looked around. "What the hell was that?" she scoffed.

Juste shot awake, screaming and imediately asked who Azirel was and where they were.
"My name is Azirel, and we are on a deserted island. I'm guessing you know Jaina?" He asked, not really expecting an answer.
"I was on a different ship then you I'm guessing, mostly because I don't recognize you nor did I see Jaina on my ship, but what I do know is that we were both caught in that monster storm that shipwrecked us both," He explained, speaking much faster then he usually does. "I've been concious since this morning and found Jaina on the beach with that pole through her chest."

He looked up, and then back at Juste. "Can you help her?" He asked, he did not want Jaina to die.

"Yes, I know her." Juste said as he propped himself up on a nearby rock "But I do not believe that I know her as well as you may. You seem to have known her for some time now, I only met her when I boarded the ship." He gave out a slight cough before resuming. "Yes, I do know of a way to treat a wound such as hers, but I do not have what is required. The Itmes required are fire, some Blackberries, long cloth, and the use of magic. Luckily I have two of those items with me but as for the other items I am afraid I do not have them." Juste's tone dropped. "Without those other two items I cannot help her and in my current state I cannot do much foraging. The spell is an old family creation that we developed for relativley quick use. It works for several hours but then the wounds return so it should get her able for a small time at least."