🏝Captured by the one I learned to love

🏝𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕚𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕕

Katharina exhales deeply and shuts the heavy door behind her. She wanders carefully over the vacant deck. Her black pumps make a gentle click on the glossy metal. She sighs again as her hands hang over the brilliant white railing.Loud music can be heard muffled from the interior deck. The celebration was far from ended, but it was no longer necessary for Katharina. Her piercing blue eyes are riveted on the full moon, which is encircled by a thousand stars. She can't deny she's having a good time. She was only a little homesick. Not for her family, but for her father. He was all alone at home. And that on a day like today."Oh Matty," she murmurs, her gaze drawn to the dark blue lake. "Happy birthday Matty" she says, returning her gaze to the stars. The shadow of a mountainous island looms in the distance."Kat," says a familiar voice. Katharina reverses her position. Sabrina dashes onto the deck.

As she tries to run in her high heels, her long hair flutters. "Kat," she says as she grabs the railing to hold herself upright. "Sabrina, how much did you drink?" Katharina scoffs. "Enough," Sabrina says with a smile."I got to know some sailors," she began to giggle. "Sabrina," Katharina chuckles. "You know, I am not judging, but I am not participating in your manhunt," Katharina says with a smirk. Sabrina's silver eyes roll. "Come on, Kat, live a little." Katharina gives a sardonic smile. "Not this evening," she responds quietly. Sabrina takes a swallow. "Shit, I completely forgot it was his birthday today." "I'm sorry, Kat." Katharina sighs and shakes her head. "Come back in, shift your head a little." "All right, in a minute. "Give me a moment," Katharina says, turning her attention to the island. Sabrina nods and returns inside. "Five minutes okay?" she adds before closing the door. Katharina gives a nod. She sighs and looks out at the black shore. She thought she spotted movement for a split second. In the distance, a motorboat can be heard. She notices a faint light traveling over the ocean from their ship towards the island. She sighs and shakes her head. It's got to be her imagination. "Kat" sounds clear. Katharina takes a swallow. Sabrina, of course, had sent her brother. "Chris," she begins to feel uneasy and turns around. A tropical flower is adorning the boy's short hair. His blue shirt is half-unbuttoned. "Kat, Sabrina requested that I check on you."Of course," Kat breathes, smiling."I'm fine, I just needed some fresh air."Chris smiles and touches her ear with a hair.

He analyzes Kat's trim figure. Slender, with big, round breasts. He can't control himself. Maybe it's because he's a little tipsy? Whatever it is, Chris can't ignore it and succumbs to his desires. He softly pushes Katharina back and kisses her. "Chris," she says, pushing him away. "What the hell is going on?" "You're drunk, so leave!"" Kat," he says quietly as he squeezes her body between his and the wall."Chris," she protests as his hands run down her body." Chris stop," she protests, trying to push him away. When Chris flies backward, she glances up, surprised. "Chris," her brother exclaims. Katharina gives Tyler a relieved smile. "What the hell are you doing, man?! You are my closest companion! That... that's not acceptable?! This is my younger sister buddy! "" Tyler "I'm sorry," Chris protests. But the strong lad doesn't care. Katharina looks into his dark, hate-filled eyes." Tyler "she begins."Ty, it's okay," she says as Tyler's fist forms. "Ah Tyler man," Chris screams, looking at the unhappy boy in front of him who has hit his eye. "Tyler," Katharina says loudly, grabbing his black shirt. "It's fine, Ty. Nothing has occurred. He's inebriated. Nothing else."Tyler turns to face his sister. He sighs and runs his fingers through his half-length hair. "You're lucky she's that kind," Tyler grumbles. Katharina raises her gaze to the island. A flash of light draws her attention. "Kat?" Tyler inquires once more. Kat smiles and turns to face Tyler. "My sweet baby sister," he says softly. His arms were wrapped around her. Chris takes a step back, uncomfortable. When he hears a big bang, he comes to a halt.

"Ah," Tyler exclaims, followed by Katharina. "Ty?" Chris inquires. "Kat," he yells as he looks at the two as they tumble to the ground. Tyler's right leg has been pierced on both sides. His dark jeans are stained with blood. Katharina's naked left leg bears a bloody bullet wound. A gunshot wound?! When the sound of a machine gun is heard, Chris yells "Kat" and dives to the ground. As he creeps near Tyler, bullets whiz around his head. "Tyler," he mumbles as he tugs him back. "No way, Chris. Her very first! Remove her from here! Please!" Chris nods as he glances at Katharina. "No, Tyler, I will not abandon you," Katharina protests. "Come on," Chris says as he scoops Katharina into his arms. "Tyler!" she yells. "I'll come right back for him, "I swear!" Chris exclaims as he rushes down to the bottom deck. People scream and wail as they jump from the boat's left and right. They're hoping to avoid the gunfire. "Chris" calls Sabrina in vain. "Sabrina!" yells Chris. He places Katharina on a comfy sofa. "Remain here. I'll get back to Tyler right away. "Stay with her, Sabrina," Chris instructs. "Chris," Katharina whimpers. "Shh," Sabrina says as she turns Katharina's head against her shoulder. Katharina's eyes well up with tears. Her dizziness is caused by the burning ache in her thigh."Get off, get off," shouts the skipper, sprinting to the deck. Sabrina panics and leaps up, asking, "What?" "Get off the ship, it's going to sink... or worse explode." "Tyler," Katharina says quietly as she attempts to stand."Come on," Sabrina says, wrapping her arm around Katharina's neck. "I'll help you." "Save yourself, Sabrina." "I need to find Tyler." Sabrina argues, "No." "I have faith in my brother." Tyler will be just fine. I guarantee it. I need to assist you. "As promised. "Sabrina," Katharina cries. "Sst, it'll be fine," she says as she opens the door. "Kat I need you to climb over the rail." "But Tyler.." "Chris takes care of him, I promise." Sabrina's eyes well up with tears. Katharina swallows and turns her gaze to the lake. A man cries "Get off!" and pushes Katharina off the rail. She hears "Kat" before a big splash.
Katharina quickly raises her head above the water and exhales deeply. Her nose stings from the salty water. She spins around and looks at the ship. "Tyler !! "Sabrina," she screams helplessly. "Come on," yells a man as he takes the garment from her shoulder. Katharina screams, "No, let go!" "Swim, that thing drags you along," the man yells, dragging Katharina through the water. "Dive," he yells, pushing Katharina beneath. Katharina attempts to return to the surface in protest. What the hell is going on, she wonders. As a wave hits Katharina backward, a muffled explosion resounds. The ship is seen submerged, surrounded by wreckage and bodies. She returns to the surface and examines the flaming and sinking wreckage. "Tyler," she yells."Tyler !!!!" Tears roll from her eyes. It's hopeless. If Tyler was still on that boat ... she's definitely lost him now. Sobbing, she turns herself around and swims as best she can towards the beach where the survivors have gathered. 
She drags herself onto the warm beach, coughing. The stars dance in front of her eyes. As she attempts to arrange her thoughts, her head whirls like a circus. A blistering sensation blazes through her leg, prompting her to wailingly grip her leg. "Tyler," she says quietly as she turns herself. She just realizes now that the island is surrounded not only by survivors but also by... pirates. She creeps back, terrified. Her back collides with a boulder. She dashes behind the brown rock. A gunshot rang out loudly in her ears. She closes her eyes in fear. 
 One voice stands out above the others. A pleasant voice. With a similar accent to hers. "Communist! "How dare you visit my island!" Another shot is fired. She gulps and disappears behind the cliff. The pirates are all dressed the same. A crimson tank top, cargo trousers, and combat boots complete the look. Some people wear a crimson bandana over their lips and nose. Others are over their heads. They are all highly armed. Katharina takes a swallow. She has a feeling this will not end well. However, one of the pirates is unique. He also wears a red tank top with cargo pants and military boots, yet he is still unique. A brown leather belt is draped diagonally across his chest. A green stone hangs on a black string around his neck. He wears a crimson bandana around his massively muscular upper arm. His hair is neatly sculpted into a mohawk, and a severe scar runs across his brow. "Vaas" addresses one of the pirates and hands him a dive knife. Vaas grinned and took the knife. He scoffs and whistles between his teeth, "Nice." "Wow," he exclaims exaggeratedly. "I don't think you bitches are going to make a lot of extra money" he says with a smirk. She notices who is laying in the sand in front of him. Tyler !!

She straightens her back and looks at Tyler, terrified. He is still alive and well! But Vaas stands in his face. With his weapon aimed squarely at him. "Isn't it," he sneers. "Isn't it bitch?" he roars, dragging Tyler straight. Tyler growls and stares into Vaas's dark brown eyes. "Fuck you," Tyler says faintly. Vaas laughs perilously. "Fuck you? Huh? Fuck you... Don't be concerned. Someone here is going to fuck me! If it's not you. It is girlfriend? What are your thoughts about that?" He rests the rifle on Tyler's forehead. "No Tyler," Katharina exclaims abruptly. She didn't intend to yell. She had just done it. Tyler screams, "Kat Run!" Katharina takes a deep breath and turns to face the pirates. A playful smile is on Vaas's lips. "Wow, so you have a girlfriend," he laughs. Kat swallows. "Tyler," she moans.
"Do you want to run?" Huh?! You want to flee and disrespect me? Do you want to have some fun with me? You've come here with your... with your pretty-boyfriend and your pretty-boat, and you want to screw with me! You'd like to fuck with me. I like that. No, I respect that! I'll give you thirty seconds. And if the jungle doesn't consume you, I will." Katharina, her heart is racing like a madman. You're FUCKING DEAF?! GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE, I SAID." 
Katharina, terrified, turns around and escapes into the jungle. The blistering pain in her leg threatens to kill her, but the sound of pirates behind her frightens her much more. It sustains her.She moans and falls to the ground. Panicking, she crawls back up and rushes as fast as she can into the dark jungle. There's got to be somewhere. She needs a place to hide. Where she can get away from that jerk! There is no other option. She looks around, terrified. "No," she yells, pushing the pirate away from her. "Here pussy," he laughs, grabbing her tightly. "Let go," she yells, stamping his crotch with her good leg. She rushes forward once more. Her only source of guidance is the pale moonlight. What caused this? Why did she board that foolish boat as well? Why couldn't they go to Hawaii or Florida instead? "No," she yells again as she grapples with another pirate. "Come here," he commands, pulling her towards him. She attempts to push him away, protesting. As a result, they both collapse to the ground. Her skull collided with a rock. She lifts her head, dizzy, and peers at the oncoming darkness. She sighs softly and lowers her head. She hears "Chicca" just as everything turns black.