Hunter (DISCONTINUED)

Stopped!!-Thunder howled, and dark rain clouds gathered to block the sky - capturing my mood perfectly.
How dare they - how dare they say that! Or even think about it. Why? 'Cause I was a girl.
My parents hated me from the moment the sun shined on my face. Why? Because I was a girl.
They yelled at me, cursed me, hit me, tortured me, but the real worst thing was this.
If you try to tell me they're doing it out of love, that I'm misunderstanding their actions - let me tell you this.
My parents hated me enough to throw me into the ocean. That's right, you heard me correctly. They just tossed me in like I was a sack of potatoes.
I remember the Royal Advisor of the King trying to reason with them as the ship rocked back and forth with the force of the wind: "Ma'am, sir, you can't be serious, Katrina's your own daughter!"
But I didn't see Mom and Dad give the order to cut his tongue. For speaking up. How convoluted.
And I remember the men counting down the seconds 'till I met my watery doom.
The grunt they made as they heaved me overboard made no sense - I was skinnier than a whip 'cause I wasn't allowed to eat.
I remember the desperation in my voice as I cried, limbs flailing, tears streaming down my hollow cheeks.
Yet my cries for mercy went unheeded.
I still crashed through the water, choking as the salty wetness filled my lungs, the wind roaring in my ears.
I remembered a weird sensation taking over my body as if I was... melting. The smell of steam filled my nose. I felt like I was being snuffed out by water. Which, to this day, I can't understand.
It muddled my brain so much that I couldn't hear the sound of another body thrown into the water.
I caught the triumphant look on my father and mother's face through the corner of my nearly-blinded eye.
As I washed ashore on a mysterious island, one thought filled my head before I fainted.
They thought I was going to drown.
But I beat the inevitable.
I didn't die.
I survived.