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Land Sharks 2 [1/2]

[(Anonymous)]

It was only a few minutes later before they heard the yelling, the screaming, the general chaos of above the water, and he buried himself partly in the mud, his child against his chest once more, happily fed, and he listened as his younger brother nestled against his side. The mutilated, devoured bodies of the young women were, no doubt, floating at the top by now, their naked bodies a horror to the people on the surface, but he didn’t care: he was fed and content, his charges nearby. He nestled down farther, keeping his child warm, and he could feel his younger brother’s nervousness from beside him. He ran a hand down his back, his claws lightly scratching against the tough hide. He would be hungry again soon, years of underfeeding plaguing them, too stubborn to die. He could already feel his child stirring, that familiar whimper of hunger haunting him. They hadn’t had a decent meal in years, and it was catching up to them now that they had one good meal. He had watched and waited, and the forces surrounding the lake were thinning out. So he had attacked. The king grew fat and lazy, and the children and soldiers arrogant and stupid.

“Creatures, if you are out there, we wish to speak to you. Can you hear us?”

Even in the depths of the lake, he could hear the humans. He wanted his undersea vent again. If it hadn’t been for the natural heated springs below them and the sun, they would have died of cold.

“I don’t think they can, sir.”

“You underestimate them, moron. My father always warned me to never play in the waters. He was right. Your children are cocky, arrogant idiots to play with monsters.”

He detached the sleeping, shivering child from his chest and had his younger brother cover him, swimming leisurely to the top and touching his fin against the top of the waters.

“So you do hear us.”

A splash of the tail.

“Why, mercreature? Have we not treated you fairly?”

He screamed in an explosion of water and threatening moves, swimming toward the shores and feeling himself jump from the water to grab the man and scrape his claws against his throat. Pathetic: he could smell the fear the man gave off. There was the sound of someone loading their bow, and he heard the man make a small noise.

“You take my freedom and my family, and you expect me to fall at your feet thanking you?” he hissed, and his voice sounded rough from lack of use.

The king was tense in his arms. “What do you want then, monster?”

“My freedom.”

The king inhaled deeply, his breathing quivering with fear as he tapped his claws against the human’s Adam’s Apple. They had incredible dexterity even in the shallows of the water. They were the pinnacle of aquatic fighting.

“What would make you stay?”

“Nothing.”

He inhaled deeply, through his mouth, drinking in the fear that radiated from the man, and he couldn’t help but pass his claws over the rolls of fat, knowing his child would be even better well-fed with this ugly beast.

“If I were to say no?”

“You will die.”

“If I were to say yes?”

“You will give me your fattest young woman to feed my child and spare your life as the pathetic coward you are.”

The king inhaled deeply, then, without batting an eye, he uttered, “Bring me the plumpest young woman we have. Take your freedom and leave.”

He waited patiently as there was a quiet murmuring before, eventually, there was the sound of a young lady stepping forward. He looked, giving a feral grin. As soon as her feet touched the edge of the lake, he hissed in pleasure.

“Now take your freedom and go,” the king hissed.