Gerry looked at where the ship was.
"Well... Crap..."
Sarah rools around the ship, looking for someone. A cat lady, first daughter of Four.
Meanwhile, in an alternate universe...
The young 10-year-old drives her sword into the dragons skull, and slowly rolls off of the dragon.
She watches as the dragon slowly disintegrates, and she watches as the soul of it slowly flies into her mouth. She collapses into a messy heap.
[color=b40f15]"Well done, aprentice."[/color] scarlet said, watching the little girl.
The girl pants, exsausted.
"Can... Can I stop now?"
Scarlet glared at the little girl, and the girl seemed to tense with fear.
[color=b40f15]"You sure... you know your punishment..."[/color]
The little girl nods. She.... she didn't want to stab herself again. Stabbing herself was... horrible. She would advoid it if possible.
[color=b40f15]"Now, show me your advanced necromancy. I expect to see an army of one thousand zombies by sundown."[/color]
The girl nodded. She had to admit, she was somewhat compatent in Necromancy.
[color=b40f15]"Alright. I will be back soon... Roseland."[/color]
Scarlet vanished in a puff of smoke.