The Start of a Journey... and a First Disaster

"Yeah, don't worry. I'll be perfectly fine."

She grimaced slightly, then shrugged. She didn't quite believe him with his wounds he had taken, but oh well, she would trust him about that. She started to walk up the hill, besides Dean. There was a pain on her side, but she tried to ignore it, it would most likely be a bruise, she had a lot on her from the crashing boat.

She still had the disgusting taste of salt water in her mouth, and hoped there was a river beyond, or even better, a town. If there luck was good, then there might be. As she trudged up the sandy hill, a lot of sand stuck to her wet clothing. Her legs felt heavy, and her whole body ached for rest. Trying to stay to the surface in the ocean took a lot of strength, if you wanted to live.

When she got to the top, she glanced at Dean, to make sure he kept up, then, walked towards the tree line, and walked past several trees, hoping upon hope, that there was something that would do them some good on this journey they were making.

And, finally, something went they why she would have wanted it. Right out there, in the middle of nowhere, was a small village, clustered together, and people walking about. It would take a while to walk across the land to get there, but it would be worth it. The whole land about it, grew tall, old trees, and bushes. On the hill that stood Selia, was a steep slope, but there was a trail not to far off, that led down, and towards the village. It looked like some people used it often, to go to the sea, but lately, it didn't looked used at all. Tree roots dug up from the ground, seeming like steps at some places, one would have to be careful and not trip.

Selia smiled wide, happy there was a source of life nearby.

"Thank God there's life around here. Let's get going."

She nodded. If she didn't feel tired, she would have danced about happy, rejoicing that there was a place to rest. She wanted to laugh out cheerfully, but being to tired stopped her from doing so. She followed Dean to the trail, and went down carefully, and slowly, not wanting to fall. It would hurt, and not help with all the bruises she already has. She couldn't wait to get to the town, and she hoped they were friendly.

Suddenly, she nearly tripped, over a root, but she regained herself quickly. She didn't train forever with her father for nothing, stealth, and balance was a great thing to learn. She became more careful to go down, then looked at the village again. She noticed a small river ran through the town. And then, there were no telephone wires or anything. It was such a remote place, who would ever think to build a place out here? It looked as if they had no connection with technology.

"Strange place to build a town." Mumbled Selia.

"Hopefully the people here aren't too primitive..."

"Yeah... hopefully." She replied. And stood by Dean's side, and just stood still a moment, resting a little, then, started to head into the town. Those who worked around, ceased what they were doing, and stood to watch her. To them, she may have looked odd, with pure white hair, she was to some.

They looked like they weren't primitive, most wore jeans, and t-shirts, though, any sign of technology, wasn't to be seen. No one came up to greet them, all the people just stared at them. The towns people seemed to be curious, wondering who she and Dean were. Selia took a few steps forward, feeling a little nervous.

"Hello..." She called to them, uncertain.

"Could you stop staring already?!"

The villagers were a bit startled at his sudden reaction to that, and some backed away little. Selia glanced over at Dean, and a small smile spread across her face, though, it was gone once she looked back at the people. It was strange, and creepy, but she kept a slightly cheerful face, trying to be a little nicer. Right then, the people stopped staring and went of to do what they were doing, once the young man came over to them.

She watched him closely a moment, then smiled.

"My name is John. Would you like me to show you around?"

"Hello, John... I'm Selia. And this is Dean." She said, nodding her head in Dean's direction when she introduced him. "That would be nice, but... well, I would love it if you could let us rest awhile. We got pretty beat up from the... sea." She said calmly. She looked a little uncertain at Dean a moment when she spoke, then turned her attention to John again. She bit her bottom lip, like she did sometimes.

She glanced at Dean when John had cut him off. That was quite rude, but she wasn't about to, it may cause a argument, but somehow she doubted, she just didn't want to risk anything like that. She turned to looked at John, and smiled when he complimented on her beauty, though, she did not blush, that was a rare thing for her to do, and she didn't do it now.

"Thanks..." She mumbled, smiling still.

"Thats very generous of you. And yes, please, the tour I am sure would be so much better once we're rested." She said, feeling quite tired, and hungry, and thirsty, she hated the taste of salt water, it was disgusting. When he nudged them forward, she started to walk, looking at some people who worked, then bit her lip again, as she walked on. She had many question nagging at her, and she wanted to ask them, but not now, she wanted to rest, and thought of getting some better bandaging for Dean's wound, so she held her questions back for the time being.