THE BEACH
Arthur walks towards the ocean. He has on a orange hoodie, and green pants. His feet are swallowed by water, and he keeps going.
Soon, his chest is covered, and he keeps walking. His head is covered, and people on the beach stare at the spot. They go back to doing what they had been.
ATLANTIS
Arthur runs through the city. Atlantians whisper, others simply stare.
Arthur runs into the castle. Orm is waiting by the throne.
Orm: “Ah, Arthur. The prodigal son returns.”
Arthur: “Shut the hell up!”
Orm: “Don’t speak like that.”
Arthur: “Melting the polar ice caps. That’s your plan. To wipe out hundreds?”
Orm: “Think of it as...renovation.”
He clenched his fist, and punched Orm in the jaw.
Arthur: “You should be dead!”
Orm: “As king...you can arrange that.”
He uppercutted Arthur, grabbed his neck, and threw him against a wall. Arthur collapsed on the floor, and Orm kicked his face. The second time he tried, Arthur grabbed his leg. Orm pulled away, allowing Arthur to get up. Orm punched him. Arthur stumbled back, and charged at Orm. He slammed his fist into Orm’s nose. Orm went back, his nose bloody, the blood flowing upwards, mixing with the water. Orm, hunched over, looked up, and saw Arthur’s fist. It slammed into him. Arthur grabbed the back of Orm’s head, and slammed it into his knee. Orm looked up, put his hands together, and slammed them into Arthur’s chin. Arthur was knocked back, and stumbled, coming down to the floor. He rolled out of the way, just as Orm’s boot came crashing down. Orm lifted his boot again, and it came down. Arthur grabbed the foot. and kicked Orm’s groin. Orm lifted his boot again, and it hit Arthur’s face, breaking through his hands. Orm looked at Arthur, furious, and lifted his boot again. It went down, but again, Arthur rolled out of the way, quickly coming up, and uppercutting Orm. He felt his chin, bleeding, and tackled Arthur. They slammed against a wall. Orm grabbed Arthur’s shoulder, and punched him repeatedly. Arthur’s face became bloody. Orm punched Arthur again, and threw him to the other side of the room. Arthur slowly got to his feet as Orm slammed his fist into Arthur’s face. Arthur threw a punch. His fist was easily grabbed by Orm, who twisted his arm. He head butted Arthur, slammed him against a wall, and let go of his arm. Arthur dropped to the floor, gasping. Orm stared at him.
Orm: “Pathetic.”
Blood continued to flow upwards, covering Orm’s dead eye.
10 minutes later
Arthur is lying in his bed, a guard standing over him.
Arthur: “Where is he?”
Guard: “Orm? No one knows.”
Arthur: “He wants to expand. Kill...hundreds. I have to stop him.”
Guard: “You’re in no condition to fight. Let us do our jobs.”
Arthur: “I have to stop him.”
Guard: “Rest. We’ll stop him.”
Arthur: “You can’t juyst...blood. He was bleeding. A shark can follow him, if there’s a trail. Granted, I only know that from Jaws, but...”
Guard: “We’re trying that.”
Arthur: “Oh.”
His eyes rolled into the back of his head, and Arthur passed out.
The Next Day
Arthur walks through the guard’s barracks. He now wears the New 52 outfit. He has a trident in his hand.
Arthur: “Everyone get up. We’re going after Orm.”
The guards, sleepily, get up. They rub their heads. One guard approaches Arthur.
Guard: “We haven’t found Orm yet.”
Arthur: “Then we search.”
Guard: “He could be anywhere in the ocean.”
Arthur: “This man murmured one of my father’s friends, he lied to my face, he manipulated Jim to a point where he could easily kill him, and he tried to kill me twice. I’m not about to let him get away. Do you understand?”
Guard: “Yes sir. But...”
Arthur: “No. I’m going to make this animal pay.”
Guard: “How many detachments should we send? The path is dangerous. The shark-men will not like us entering their territory.”
Arthur: “We rule the seas, don’t we?”
Guard: “They hate us. And there is no diplomatic immunity.”
Arthur: “Then Orm wouldn’t be there. Find a map of the territories, or something. Mark off everywhere Orm would be torn apart, or wouldn’t have made a deal. But send a few.”
Guard: “Yes, sir.”
Arthur walks away.
THE OCEAN
We see a large patch of white anemone. A booted foot steps through the patch.
We see Orm. A large, shark-human hybrid swims by his side.
Orm: “I’m glad that you have given me a chance to speak.
The hybrid speaks, in a raspy voice.
“Do not think I will simply let you go, Marius.”
Orm: “Of course not, Nanaue. Atlantis is conspiring to attack you. They shall send guards. A small amount, to your territory.”
Nanaue: “Why do you tell us this?”
Orm: “They hate me. And you are much, much stronger. Why would I want to be on a losing, hateful side?”
Nanaue: “That is a good point.”
Orm: “They’re going to come, I assure you. I just need a detachment of soldiers.”
Nanaue: “For what, Atlantian?”
Orm: “For my own needs.”
Nanaue: “Where?”
Orm: “The Arctic.”
Nanaue: “Ha! You are serious?”
Orm: “Completely.”
Nanaue: “Fine. I will give you 20 of my soldiers.”
Orm: “Thank you.”
The hybrid growls, and quickly swims away, leaving Orm smiling.
Three Atlantian guards, each armed with a trident, run towards two patrolling guards. The patrolling guards are shark hybrids, about seven feet tall.
Guard: “Let us pass.”
Hybrid: “Why would we do that, Atlantians?”
Guard: “By order of the king. We are searching for Orm Marius. He is a criminal.”
Hybrid: “What makes you think we would hide him?”
Guard: “We mean to search. Everywhere is a valid spot.”
Hybrid: “Except here. Leave, before we slaughter you.”
Guard: “Let us pass!”
Another hybrid comes, a foot taller than the others.
Guard: “Nanaue.”
Nanaue: “Hello, Atlantians. You two, leave us.”
Hybrid: “Yes, king.”
The two hybrids swam away.
Nanaue: “Orm is here, but he came to us. Don’t worry, we know where he is going.”
Guard: “Where? Tell us.”
Nanaue: “He went to the Arctic. I sent 20 of my best men with him, with strict orders to not allow him to leave when he arrived there. They will not attack you if you arrive. I’m a man of my word. Now go.”
The guards walked away, as Nanaue looked on. He turned, and swam away.
ATLANTIS
Arthur looks at the spot where Jim had died. The guards seen before walk up to him.
Guard: “We know where he is.”
Arthur: “Arctic?”
Guard: “Yes. Well, not for sure, we gained the information from the shark-men, but, he should be there, with 20 of the hybrids.”
Arthur: “Okay. Wait, shark-people?”
Guard: “I told you before. Horrible creatures.”
Arthur: “Okay, 50 troops. But I deal with Orm.”
Guard: “When should I ready the troops?”
Arthur: “Now.”
THE OCEAN
50 guards swim north. Some are in speeders.
They all carry tridents. Arthur leads them.
THE ARCTIC
Orm smiles, a trident in hand, as shark hybrids slam themselves into chunks of ice.
Chunks of ice appear over the guards. They swim faster. Soon, they see 19 shark-men, and Orm.
Arthur: “1, 2, 3...only 19 sharks. There were 20. Oh no. Move!”
One shark swam towards the guards. It ripped through them. A speeder was caught in the hybrid’s mouth, and was thrown, killing two guards. It swam in the other direction, avoiding a trident, and ripping a third guard in half.
Orm looked on, and smiled.
More sharks swam towards the guards. One guard punched a hybrid in the nose, and stuck his trident through the bottom of it’s head, only to be ripped in half by a second hybrid, and the torso thrown into a crowd of guards. They scattered, and three were killed by hybrids. Arthur held his trident in both hands. He looked forwards, and quickly turned around, stabbing a shark. Blood came out, and flowed upwards. More hybrids swam towards the blood. Arthur threw his trident, and it pierced it’s body. Arthur swam towards it, and ripped the trident out of it, and turned around, slashing another. He swam towards one, who had cornered a guard, but was grabbed. Arthur was pulled by a shark, dropping his trident. He was face to face with a bloody snout, with two black eyes staring at him. The shark smiled, with red teeth. It opened it’s mouth for the kill, and a trident went through it’s throat. Arthur pulled away from the beast, as it floated upwards. Orm had been behind the hybrid.
Arthur: “Having second thoughts?”
Orm: “No one kills you but me.”
Arthur swam down, grabbing his trident,, and stopped Orm’s from piercing his skull.
Orm: “You’ve learned.”
Arthur: “Thanks!”
He kicked Orm’s crotch, unlocked the tridents, and pointed his at Orm. Arthur raised his, and threw it at Orm, who swam out of the way, grabbing the trident.
Orm: “Never let go of your weapon!”
Arthur punched him, grabbing his trident, and slamming it into Orm’s face, taking it back. Orm looked at Arthur, his eye burning with hate. He charged forward, swimming straight into Arthur. He was knocked back, and Orm stabbed Arthur’s shoulder. Arthur steadied himself, and grabbed his shoulder. Orm swam away, and threw his trident. It just missed Arthur.
Arthur: “Never let go of your weapon!”
He swam towards Orm, and kicked him. Arthur slammed the bottom of his trident on Orm’s head, knocking him back. Orm swam towards Arthur, and was hit by the side of Arthur’s trident. Arthur then punched him. Orm was furious. He charged towards Arthur, and knocked him down. He punched the boy. He laughed. Arthur’s face became red. The blood flowed up, onto Orm’s face. He grabbed Arthur’s neck. The world was a blur. Then, a guard slammed the bottom of his trident onto Orm’s neck. He let go of Arthur, and grabbed the guard’s neck. Soon, the guard was sinking to the bottom of the ocean. Orm turned to Arthur, and was met with a punch. Then another. Arthur slammed his fist into Orm’s face. Blood soon flowed up from Orm’s mouth, and nose.
Arthur: “You think you can just try to kill people?”
He punched Orm.
Arthur: “You think that I would let you win?”
He punched Orm.
Arthur: “You thought you could wipe hundreds of people from the earth, just so you could expand your kingdom?”
He punched Orm.
Arthur: “And you thought you would succeed?”
He punched him again, sending Orm backwards. Orm wiped blood from his face.
Orm: “You don’t get it. I already have. This was a distraction. You, and 50 men, all gone from Atlantis? How could the sharks resist attack?”
Arthur: “No!”
He grabbed Orm’s head, and swam upwards. Arthur surfaced, and exposed Orm’s head to the sun. He screamed. Orm’s hair started to burn. He grabbed his face, and shook it back and forth. He screamed endlessly. Arthur buried Orm’s head under the water. Steam rose up from the water. Bubbles, and a faint yelling came to the surface. Arthur breathed heavily, and went back under the water. Steam continued to rise. Under the water, Arthur punched Orm again, and he was sent sinking to the ocean floor. Arthur swam down, and grabbed his trident. Only 10 men were left, all the hybrids dead.
Arthur: “I want five men to stay here. The rest of you, come with me. We have to try to get to Atlantis before the hybrids. Oh man.”
He started to swim.
ATLANTIS
Arthur and his men arrive at Atlantis.
They go through the main gates, and see hybrids ripping Atlantians apart. One sees Arthur, and rockets towards them. Arthur swims under it, sticking his trident in it’s stomach. A guard wiggles out of the hybrids mouth, bleeding. He grabs his leg, and another hybrid grabs him, swimming away. Arthur looks at the hybrid, and quickly turns around, slashing a hybrid, and saving a guard.
Arthur: “Spread out! Help whoever you can! Tell them that Orm is captured! Go!”
He swims straight ahead, towards the castle.
So, that was Part 3! Hope you enjoyed! Part 4 is coming soon!
Until next time,
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