Romans & histoires King Shark Flash

Not crew? _Thump-thump. Thump-thump._ I showed Alex. Alex grinned. “Yeah,” Alex said. To phone. To Chloe. “Text me about sharks. I have a new one. _MEGALODON_. It’s bigger than _GREAT WHITE_. Deal?” _Silence. Bedroom. 9:05 PM._ Phone buzzed. Chloe. _MEGALODON is scary. But 7 is scarier. In a good way. Night, 7._

Kael shouted. I stretched my hands out at once. Soft silver light flowed from me naturally, steady and clear, pushing outward like gentle invisible wall. It touched the churning surface, not fighting violently but wrapping around the flow and confusing its pull. I felt the water answer me… and the shark swerved away sharply, slowed as if thick mist blocked its way. Together we hauled Rico back onto safe, higher ground. He coughed and shivered, pale but unhurt. “Too close,” he breathed. “It moved faster than I thought possible.”

Cars drifted below us like abandoned toys. Raiken pulled me toward the cliff. The current dragged in the opposite direction. Toward the blue light beneath the sea. I tried to signal him. His face tightened. He could feel it too. A shape moved below us. Long. Fast. Raiken shoved me behind him. His body changed underwater. Silver fur swept across his shoulders. His arms lengthened. Blue markings flared through the darkness. The wolf burst from him. He struck the creature before I saw its face. Jaws snapped.

“Mermaid?” Jace raised a brow. “You are not scare of mermaids, are you?” “I don’t know.” she answered honestly and turned to face him. “What if the shark thinks she’s lunch?” she whispered seriously. Jace almost burst out, but he didn’t. he guide her toward the viewing area. They stood among the crowd as the massive tank came alive. Blue light deepened, bubbles rising like underwater snow. The mermaid glided gracefully through the water, her tail shimmering. Moments later, a sleek shark passed slowly behind her.

I shake my head but he gives me a nod “M-my f-favourite a-animal is a shark” I see him grinning but I don’t understand why “What kind of shark? Come on Olivia focus on me” – he says “White shark” – I say while I hold his fingers between mine one at a time. “Good, keep playing with my fingers” I nod “So, tell me what your favourite colour is?” “Blue, sky blue, like your eyes” – I say and regret immediately, Stupid, stupid.

What we have next to do now is to do nothing but speed up, I said to myself but I have no idea of how we are going to speed up when Captain Babbosa said we can't go faster than this. The Dutchmen released three sharks, each of them are bigger than any shark I have ever seen, that's if I had ever seen one. The sharks are speeding such that they will catch up with us in seconds. As the sharks ran behind us, the pirates in our ship are getting prepared on how to kill them, few of us brought out guns and most of us went to the store and brought out arrows of different kinds, I never assumed they could have such thing in their ship. One brought out an object, looks like a garden fork but sharper

“I swear—I didn’t know!” Gildeon grunted. His fist clenched tighter, yanking Sharko’s head back slowly. Skin stretched. Roots tore. A scream burst out of him as patches of scalp peeled free, blood trickling down his face. “P-please, spare me!” Sharko sobbed, spit foaming at the corners of his mouth. Gildeon felt not a shred of sympathy. Not for scum like him. He summoned flame into his clawed hand, and pressed it to Sharko’s face. Fire crawled over his skin like a living thing, racing from his head down his body.

Charlotte squatted down and stared childishly. "There are also small sharks," he said. "Sharks?" Charlotte opened her mouth wide, looking around. "Where?" Griffith walked to the side and pressed a button. Suddenly, the water stirred. Then, a fast-moving fish swam from the front, stopping not far away. It was much smaller than she imagined. "What shark is this?" Charlotte asked. "Pygmy shark." This was the first time Charlotte had heard about this type of shark. She stared at it and asked, "Does it glow?"

"Don't cry, Babe. Don't be afraid. It's not a shark." Holding back a sob, Barbara looked at Philip. "Not a shark?" "Yeah, didn't you see it when it jumped out just now?" Barbara shook her head. "My eyes were closed earlier. I was too scared to look." "It's black. Are there black sharks?" While biting her lips, Barbara shook her head. Her eyes occasionally glanced to the side, checking to see if any fins were approaching. "If that's not a shark, then what is?" "Orcas."

And that’s when I remember Sia. “Sia! I’m drowning!”. Sia reached me a moment too late. I stop struggling, until I see the shark under water. It’s moving towards me, I’m too young to die and not by a shark attack, that will be to embarrassing for a wolf. The shark closed it teeth on my shoulders and I yell, shaking my body as though that will get it off me. Sia grabs the shark by that sharp thingy, after it has a chunk of my flesh in its mouth. Its jaws are snapping, eyes wild. He delivers a kick to the belly, and the shark growls in pain. He ignored it and focused on me.