CHAPTER 1

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.Never underestimate your opponent , no matter how small they seem....

It was a lovely evening.

People of the one percent of the one percent on the most expensive cruise supposed for charity but everyone on that yacht knew it wasn't.

It was just for publicity, they thought, but out loud they said with grace and airs fairer than a swan's, with fake pity and biased attention. For the children!, they cried out with sympathy with drops of forced tears and a drooping smile on their perfectly powdered faces with the most expensive cologne and jewelry of course, but it was for the children.

But even the crew that were paid so pitiful to do jobs worth thousands of pounds knew it wasn't for the children. The crew working knew when it happened but decided to do nothing about it and continued with their pitiful jobs.

As the crew worked like slaves, the guests consisting Sir Lord Thomas Farkleberry the 4th and his very dainty but very suspicious wife, Lady Magret, young merchant and very cocky a man, Mr. Xander Andeer, His Graces as they demanded to be called, the two sisters of North Yorkshire, Lady Madare and her rather unruly and slutty sister, Lady Nexia enjoyed luxuries far beyond any one's imagination. The elite guests also included Prince Obitin of a rather small but influential town he refused to talk about and his snotty butler who refused to be touched or looked at by any lower class, Sir Bootlocks or as the crew dared to call him, His Majesty Snottylocks, the rather quiet but mean looking Dame Táchira. The last of the guests who no one dared to utter a word when he entered a room until he gave them permission to was Lord Hamilton Zetsun and his child servant who he was very fond of, Little Hakuna.

They enjoyed their cruise, at least while it lasted.

Those luxurious guests had no idea what was lurking in those clear waters and what was coming for them from the beyond.

But the crew knew.

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As the guests were just finishing their very dainty dinner made from the best of the best ingredients, and by the best chef in all of Italy who was secretly taken against his will and forced to cook unless his family will get killed back at home, the yacht was being compromised. In fact , every crew member was taken against their will and forced to work, if not bye family forever.

No wonder the crew decided not to fight but surrender to the forces against them.

As the guests settled for bed, with Mr. Xander and Lady Nexia off to their escapades on the deck of the yacht, screwing their brains out like crazed sex deprived animals, the yacht stopped moving and so did the couple. The couple went to the captain's room to inquire what the matter was because they liked hearing the waves when having sex.

But the couple were both idiots and a little tipsy and of course Lady Nexia was without a top or a bra even. So to find the captain's room was a bit of problem. They yelled of course, at the top of their lungs waking up Dame Táchira who came out of her suite with the most sour face ever known to exist. She demanded to know why the uproar and they told her the ship had stopped. But she, neither knew where the captain was stationed and Lady Nexia went to find her sister but heavens forbid a top.

Lord Hamilton too, was woken up and made his way out with Hakuna on his heels, but no one paid attention to him which made him to sulk and Hakuna tried her best to uplift his spirits. Lady Madare was found by her sister in a guest room with Sir Lord Thomas engaging in an entanglement. Lady Nexia then proceeded to engage the lovers in a threesome for she had been eyeing the young Sir Lord at the beginning of the cruise. They only emerged later after every guest had gotten up. And everyone could still see the bulge in Sir Lord's robe and Lady Nexia was still topless and without underwear even as her privates showed in her very see through thin satin night dress.

Prince Obitin, the sensible one out of all, knew where the captain was and led them to the captain's station. As they got to their destination, they suddenly began to smell the foul stench of blood and hear the buzzing of flies. But no one seemed to notice a person was missing. Prince Obitin successfully led them there with his butler sulking because he was woken up from his beauty sleep. They were expected to be greeted by the crew but instead was greeted by a room full of mangled and impaled crew members. The women screamed in fear and horror and the men grew pale and shivered at the obscenity.

Suddenly, Lady Nexia desired for a top and Mr. Xander ran out to check the crew sleeping quarters but it seemed every crew member had received the same fate, some even splattered across the ceiling and pinned by stakes. Then every guest heard the bone chilling scream and ran to the source. There, they found five strange black bodily like creatures holding Dame Táchira who still had a sour look on her face but demanded to be let go. The creatures never let go but pulled on Dame Táchira's frail body until each creature had a piece of her and a pool of blood circled their feet or what seemed to be their feet.

And the air was filled with howls of the creatures as they feasted on the body and the screams of the guests as they all ran to their respective rooms to hide, all feeling the horrid feeling of what they just witnessed and the fear slowly suffocating them and knowing they were at the mercy of the creatures

Then, there was silence.

And then they were nine left.

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