The night was chaos—black skies torn open by lightning, rain crashing like bullets onto the sea. The pirate ship Black Marauder fought against towering waves, its sails shredded, wood groaning with each hit.

Thunder cracked as pirates clung to ropes, soaked and shouting over the roar. Captain Maria stood firm, yelling commands lost to the wind. A wave slammed the side, tilting the deck hard, barrels rolling loose, making the ship tilt sideways, the pirates and Captain Maria falling off the ship, an inch flake of wood from the ship stabbing Maria in her leg, making her slowly sink.

That's when she started seeing the light... or at least she thought... It was a glowing light slowly coming towards her. But she slowly went unconscious, unable to breathe anymore.

The next morning, she felt herself slowly opening her eyes and gaging out some water out of her mouth, noticing that she was laying on sand. She quickly sat up and looked at her surroundings, wondering where she was at and how she made it out alive.. that's when she noticed something sitting from afar on a rock.