(New character)Livia?

Marco, opens his mouth to say something, and my heartbeat races.
CRASH! I jerk up, my head whipping around. It came from the lower level of the boat. Marco pulls us to our feet and we race down to the lower level. I see it before Marco does, and I shake violently, holding back the horrible memories. A large hole is ripped out of the hull of the boat, and a slimy skinned Kraken is dragging itself onto the deck. Fear spreads through me and I stumble backwards, tripping over a cage. I splay onto the ground.
"Kraken!" I scream at the top of my lungs, alerting hopefully someone, anyone. I can tell Marco is doing something, probably trying to save us, by alerting someone, or maybe even protecting the fish, but I can't look at him. All I see is the Kraken, dragging itself towards me. I force back the memories, refusing to remember that it was a Kraken who killed my father, that this was exactly what happened the first time. I am vaugley aware that I am screaming but I can't hear it.I scramble backwards, hands searching for a weapon. One hand closes around something and my eyes flash down, it's a trident. I smile grimly and get to my feet, advancing on the Kraken. As I search for a point of attack, I notice something, a scar running along one tentacle. A horrible feeling rises in my stomach and I am submerged in the memory.

I am nine years old. I sit on the boat, singing and watching my father work. He glances at me and smiles, taking a moment to ruffle my hair. He begins to whistle in harmony with me and I laugh, high and childish. Something splashes in the water in the distance and my father looks up, his face darkening.
"Liv, go play in the crows nest." He tells me a strained smile on his face. I am confused, I dont want to leave my father, to stop our little singing game. His smile vanishes and he gets up, pushing me towards the mast.
"Livia go, sit in the crows nest and dont speak. Don't come out till I call you and don't look,"
I nod and scramble up the mast and into the crows nest. I tuck my knees into my chest and close my eyes, humming softly. I don't know whats wrong but I know that if my father thinks it's bad. It's bad. I screeching wail cuts across my lullaby and the boat shakes violently. My father yells something. A taunt I think and the boat shakes again, a deadly scream coming from below me. Unable to stay still I get onto my knees and look down. My father is locked in the tentacles of a Kraken. He is twisting, his face contorted in pain. His knife lies useless, beside the beast. Fear flutters in my chest and I reach down towards my father.
"DADDY!" I scream. Both my father and the Kraken's heads turn in my direction. My father looks horrified. The Kraken, grins, there is no other word for it and begins to slide towards me.
"Livia run!" Yells my father, twisting harder against the Kraken's grip, "You have to get out of here, and dont forget-" His voice cuts off abruptly as the Kraken, tightens it's grip and I hear the snap of his spine. The Kraken loosens it's grip and throws my father's body into the relentless waves. I scream, loudly and long, never stopping for breath. The Kraken moves towards me, wrapping it's tentacles around the mast. I hear the cracking of wood and the mast shifts, throwing me out of it. I land on the ground, and feel my shoulder pop out of it's socket. I twist around just in time to see, the mast crash into the water, going down after my father. I notice my fathers knife about two inches to my left and snatch it up. I hold it in front of me, shaking as the Kraken advances, an ear-splitting roar emits from its mouth and I can feel tears streaming down my face. I close my eyes and lunge, gripping the knife tighter. I hear the roar of the Kraken and know I have made a hit. I feel a tentacle hit me in the side, and I fly through the air. I fall into the water, and manage to swim to a peice of the mast that is floating near me. The Kraken, is still on board, screeching and flailing. Leaving the boat to rot the Kraken dives into the water, but not before I see the damage I made, a long cut on one tentacle.
I am rushed back into reality, with a stony anger flowing through my veins. I leap at the Kraken, my trident dropped, with only my bare hands as a weapon.