2:25 a.m.

     The small luxury yacht sat along the spit of an island in the pacific. A little ways into the distance you could see the shimmering of fish in the warm waters of an atoll. The young couple riding the yacht went to the island and anchored.

        "Come on Stevie! We shouldn't have taken daddy's ship. Not the money either! We could have just gotten jobs," The blonde woman sighed.

        "Please do be quiet Ella. This way we can do what we want. Those fat old men at father's bank didn't notice anything when you just waltzed in and started chatting with them," Steve rolled his eyes at his sisters impatiance.

        "But Stevie, why are we here then?" Ella asked, pouting, pushing her glossed lip out.

        "To wait for the news to die down of course. It's not every day one of father's california banks gets rodded of everything," Steve grinned, flashing his pristine white teeth. "They practically fell over themselves trying to get me the codes and keys for all of the locks," Steve laughed as Ella frowned. "All we need to do is go meet the dealer in Europe to exchange the gold for cash, and then we're good."

         "Well, you're talented, I'll give you that," Ella laughed. Steve sat down on the chair next to her, pulling out a bottle of Champagne Charlie from the ice bucket between them.

         "Of course I'm talented," Steve pulled the cork out and began to fill their glasses. The ship rocked, violently... "What the hell?" Steve tossed the bottle of Charlie at Ella in his haste to get up.

         "Ow, Stevie, that hurt!" Ella cried, rubbing her shoulder, where the bottle of Charlie hit her.

         "Oh, just shut up would you? You're so annoying," Steve looked over the edge of their ship. Nothing. "What did we hit?" Steve muttered to himself as he walked back over to Ella, who had poured the glasses of champagne.

         "Watch out Stevie, it's a monster!" Ella pointed behind him.

         "Whatever, we're on a freaking boat in the middle of the pacific, there are no monsters." Stevie turned around. "That's a freaking..."

         "You ate my brother! You ate him!" Ella screamed, drawing the things attention to her. "I'll kill you!" Ella came up to it and stabbed the bottle into it's large eye. The monster snapped around and bit off Ella's hand. "Crap," Ella backed away. She climbed up to the top of the yacht. "I, Ella James, will kill you, if it's the last thing I do!" She screamed with the sinking ship. The monster ramed it. Ella slipped and fell into the water, sinking away into oblivion.