The wind howled throughout the storm, grabbing everything it it's wake, and swallowing it whole. It screams echoed, for the ocean to hear. The sky cracked with thunder and grey clouds followed it's lead.

The waves crashed against the giant ship, rocking it violently from side to side. Next came the rocks that threw themselves against everything they could, including the ship. An island was only a few miles ahead but the clouds were obstructing the view.

Everyone on the boat was tossed into the sea, only a few incredibly lucky people would be able to survive such a cruel fate. The storm seemed to last for an eternity, Only a few hours ago the weather was clear and sunny. Now this.

Something had to be causing such drastic changes in the weather. The ship was being used to transport ancient artefacts to an island far out of reach from the world called Guacamole Island.

It was an island untouched by humans nor any animals, Just a blank canvas. The perfect place to keep such valuable artefacts.