Trenton was as board as the planks on the ship and he though of himself as completely useless with no power no life no nothing he was just waiting for something that would happen that would show that he could do some thing! Trenton sighed and got up and decided to grab some grub he got off his hammock he had been put in the crew quarters unlike his friends who had got there own room the girls shared and jake shared with Ben now and who knows where Kevin went. Trenton slowly crossed the icy deck thinking how useless he is when he heard a steady beating to his right he slowly and quietly turned on the ice to look at a fish stomping his padded Webbed feet like a duck in his webbed hand was a wench dripping with blood and behind the fish was a (rock) the only crew member that Trenton could call a friend. Trenton grabbing the knife that rock had given to him out of his shelf as the fish charged.
