UL: Well everyone, The beaches are open...
Mettaton: And the sharks are in the water... Who will prevail?
UL: My fellow viewers...IT'S TIME FOR DRAMA!
Mettaton: IT'S TIME FOR VIOLENCE!
UL: IT'S TIME FOR ACTION!
Mettaton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...
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Location: Amity Island, NY
Time: 2:35 PM
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A feeling cold, uneasy tension swept through the whole beach of Amity Island as a crowd of civilians gathered around to witness firsthand the grizzly sight as police officers tried their best to assess the situation and calm the beachgoers down. The source of the commotion all stemmed from the washed-up carcass of an Orca that was horribly mangled with chunks of its flesh ripped from its body and half of its face seemed to have been torn off while the pungent smell of rotting flesh filled the air.
While a good portion of the locals could easily chalk this up as a simple dead Orca that washed up and started to decay, there a few discerning differences the corpse was still seem fresh and the wounds weren’t a result of decay. Rather more, someone or something was responsible for the porpoise’s demise.
As the crowd of disturbed locals continued to stare in awe at the dead killer whale and ponder what could’ve led to the creature’s death, two men arrived on the scene. One had short brown hair in a tan police uniform while the other was a young man with scraggly red hair and a beard.
Martin Brody was called into the scene and decided to bring his good friend, Matt Hooper, to help him with examining the washed-up carcass. When the two men finally came to witness the grim discovery, both of them were almost as shocked as the public was.
“Jesus…” Martin Brody said under breath upon, taking his glasses off in the process in shock of what he laid eyes on. Brody and Hooper took a few steps closer to examine the maimed corpse despite the overpowering smell that nearly made the two men gag upon taking a closer inspection. After measuring the length of the carcass and the wounds inflicted upon the orca, Brody and Hooper came to a chilling conclusion that made both men uneasy.
“There’s no doubt about it. This is definitely a shark attack…” Brody said, a slight sickening feeling looming in his stomach.
“Now how would you know that this was a shark attack? Aren’t orcas the shark killers?” Asked a police officer, unsure if the conclusion that Brody and Hooper agreed upon.
“Judging by the bite diameter and the wounds inflicted onto the porpoise, it may seem unlikely but I know for sure that this was the result of a shark attack.” Hooper backed his claim although the officer didn’t seem like
“Come on, there’s no way this could be the result of a shark attack. There ‘bite marks’ you call it to look too big to even be from a shark!” The officer continued, unable to believe the two men despite the peril they had been into.
“Nah, this looks like a shark attack alright…” A new voice could be heard, sounding like it came from a southern drawl, as the two men looked up to see someone else arrive on the scene. A large burly man who was covered tattoos around the torso with a red and white beard with a dark green cap atop his head and a pair of orange stormproof bib overalls along with a prosthetic hook replacing his left hand.
“I’m sorry, who are you?” Brody asked while the officer tried to stop this bizarre man from getting any closer.
“Hey, stand back sir, you ar-” Sadly for the officer he was pushed aside by the bulkier-looking man as he then greeted both Brody and Hooper.
“Sorry ‘bout that. Name’s Pierre LeBlanc, advent shark hunter, but you can call me Scaley Pete.” The man introduced himself, his voice a little muffled from the cigarette in his mouth as he extended his left hooked hand only to get no response from the two men.
“Well… uh… I’m Mark Hooper and this is Martin Brody, can we help you, sir?” Hooper asked while Pete smirked a little.
“Well, I reckon I could help you. came all the way to Amity Island after hearin’ about some infamous shark attacks that have been goin’ on in these parts and decided to take a look myself.” Pierre explained, taking a good puff of his cigarette and blowing a small stream of smoke out of his mouth...
“Thanks but we’ve covered this before,” Brody replied while Pete grinned a little.
“I insist boys. Because lemme tell ya, some of the sharks are more than just mere animals. No sir, there’s more to it. they’re killers, you can see in their black cold eyes.” Scaly Pete continued to explain before flicking aside his cigarette.
“Needless to say, whether it’s through sheer coincidence or not, looks I came at the right time…”
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Location: Far off the coast of Amity Island
Far from the beaches of Amity Island, five carefree teens were out and about on the bright blue ocean, sailing on their own personal small yacht with loud music blaring on their personal stereo. The boat was drifting among the waves as four of them were having a swim while only one stood put on the boat, helping himself to a cold beer to cool him off from the warm sun.
“Come on, Scott! The water’s fine!” A blonde teen called out to one of the boys that was resting on the deck of the boat. The youngster peered his head to see his four friends happily swimming along the water.
“No guys, I gotta look after this. It’s my dad’s boat after all.” Scott replied, trying to find an excuse not to get in the water.
“Yo don’t be such a wuss, Scott!” A more bulkier teen shouted out loud.
“Yeah, Chad’s right? Stop being such a pussy and get in here already!” The young lady demanded before his friends began to peer pressure the unfortunate youngster. After constant demands
“Alright fine, give me a moment…” Scott groaned before marching off into the cockpit to undress. Meanwhile, two of the four teenagers decided to swim around just for fun. But sadly their fun was about to be cut short for something was lurking beneath them in the depths of the sea...
From below the boat and beneath the careless swimmer’s feet, something was approaching them. Getting closer and closer, its insatiable blood-lust increasing dramatically with every inch it draws nearer. The teens splashed around, laughing and shouting like wild animals without realizing the danger that they were truly in.
The danger from depths began to draw in closer for its kill, the two swimmers yet to be alarmed at its presence. The unknown assailant picked up more and more speed, aiming for one of the two swimmers. Opening its hungry maw, it got close enough to come in for the kill.
Within a moment’s notice, the young teen was immediately dragged into the ocean waters by an unseen force as it alarmed the other. After a brief few seconds, the teen resurfaced frantically breathing while his friend was completely confused as to what had just happened.
“Jake, what the fuck was tha-” However, the young man was cut off by his friend, who responded in a frantic tone of voice.
“WE GOTTA GET OUT OF THE WATER!” Jake screamed, immediately swimming to the yacht.
“W-wha-”
“WE NEED TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE WA-” Sadly for Jake, he was immediately dragged into the ocean once again. Jake’s friend quickly dove into the water to see what was really going on. To his utter horror, he gave witness to his friend being dragged into the ocean depths as the ocean began to run red with his blood. The assailant dragging the poor youngster into the water was none other than a large imposing Great White Shark with his teeth sunk into Jake’s legs as his screams of pain and fear were drowned out by the water.
Jaws was ready to hunt once again and no man or animal was gonna get in his way. The Great White proceeded to take a deeper bite before ripping Jake’s leg off while his friend immediately swam back to the surface, completely horrified at what he just witnessed. Meanwhile, Jaws finished off the youngster by devouring the rest of the corpse in just a few bites. Upon finished his bloody meal, Jaws cocked its head up to see the other careless youngster frantically swimming up to the surface but of course, The Great White wasn't gonna let that slide. The two girls on the other side of the boat were confused as to what was going on as one of them asked the other in a confused tone of voice.
“Caitlyn, what the hell is going on over there?” The young lady asked only to get no response. She turned her head to see Caitlyn was nowhere to be seen as the young lady began to frantically jerk her head to every conceivable angle to where her friend had disappeared off into.
“C-Caitlyn? Where are y-” But as soon as she said that, an unknown force dragged her under the water as the young lady only had a split second to scream with her body being pulled into the ocean, never to resurface. But just as all of this commotion was going on, Scott came back onto the deck of the boat without knowing of the danger.
“Alright, I’m finally ready. Who-” But just as the young man could finish his sentence, he noticed that all of his friends who had pressured him into joining them had strangely disappeared. But what made this all the more frightening is that the water surrounding the yacht took up a deep red color as the young man felt completely sick to his stomach to what he was witnessing.
“W-what the fuck happened!?” Scott asked himself, however, his question would be answered as the large great white came breaching out of the water. Jaws’ body landed right onto the front of the boat while Scott had little time to react as he fell flat on his back while the bot tipped forward. The young man screamed with terror as he scrambled back with the Great White snapping its jaws while the young man desperately tried to save himself from a gruesome end.
However, just as it seemed that Jaws could enjoy his next meal…
SPLAAAAAASH!
(Music Stops)
Emerging from the side of the boat, taking both Scott and Jaws by surprise, was an enormous Bull Shark with his mouth gaping wide open as it then proceeded to snatch the young man before he could have a moment to process the events occurring right before him. Jaws, upon witnessing what had just happened, slipped back into the ocean as he quickly swam on over to where the Bull Shark had landed as he witnessed the larger Carcharhinus leucas devour the young man in just a few bites.
The Maneater had made her way to the coasts of Amity Island and she was ready to rip, tear, and kill any and all prey she had come across.
The Bull Shark noticed The Great White as their cold dead eyes met each other, the two of which began to circle each other slowly. While most scenarios, Sharks would often result in non-violent cooperation but not these two apex predators as Maneater robbed Jaws of his kill and the Great White wouldn’t stand for that. On the other hand, Maneater took interest in Jaws as her mind began to race with hunger.
The two sharks continued circling each other as the oceans of Amity would soon feel the rage and fury of two apex predators. Jaws and The Maneater locked eyes once again, ready to strike at any moment.
Just as it seemed like an eternity, the two predators lunged at each other simultaneously.
THE BEACH IS OPEN!
LET THE CARNAGE COMMENCE!
The Maneater was able to score the first blow, as she quickly avoided Bruce’s snapping jaws as she proceeded to bite down onto Great White’s neck. Jaws began to viciously thrash and flail around aimlessly with the Bull Shark’s teeth firmly sunk into his flesh but just as it seemed that Bruce would lose his head, The Great White quickly whipped its tail right into the Meaneater’s eye.
This resulted in the Bull Shark twitching with pain as its bite grew slightly weaker while Jaws began to continue to whip its tail several more times as his opponent’s bite grew weaker and weaker until Jaws had enough strength to escape his opponent’s grasps.
After breaking free, Jaws quickly swam underneath the underbelly of his larger opponent before slamming its snout right into the shark’s gut. A quick shock of pain quickly overtook the Bull Shark while Jaws came in for another attack, however, Maneater was able to prevent another snout-butt by whacking Jaws several feet back with a tail whip as the apex predator came barreling towards the Great White at high speeds.
However, Jaws managed to regain control of his body as he quickly weaved right out of harm’s way while Maneater barely grazed his caudal fin. Jaws would spin around into the direction of the Maneater as the two began to swiftly pass each other in an attempt to sink their teeth into the other’s flesh.
After what seemed like an eternity of missed swings, Jaws was able to make his mark by biting into the Maneater’s tail. Despite being dwarfed in size by a few feet, Jaws jerked his head back as he mustered enough strength to catapult the Bull Shark upwards as her body broke out of the surface and into the water.
Acting fast, Jaws quickly swam his way up to the surface and breached out of the surface with its maw gaping wide open. Maneater, however, yanked itself away from Jaws as the Great White sadly missed him by just a few centimeters while Maneater proceeded to bite down on Jaws’ neck once again.
The two sharks were submerged back underwater as the Bull Shark dragged the Great White lower and lower into the sea before letting go and delivering a tail whip that launched him right into a large set of rocks. The two sharks were submerged back underwater as the Bull Shark dragged the Great White lower and lower into the sea before letting go and delivering a tail whip that launched him right into a large set of rocks.
Maneater was able to launch Jaws with enough force to crack the surfaces of the large amounts of stone while Bruce shook off the blunt trauma inflicted on his body as he quickly turned to face the Maneater, who was barreling towards Jaws at speeds similar to a bullet. Jaws threw himself at his larger opponent as he began to quickly spin his body around, striking the Bull Shark with a corkscrew attack.
The attack led to Maneater getting slightly stunned in the process while Jaws proceeded to throw himself into the side of the Bull Shark before sinking it’s teeth right into the side of the Maneater’s body, making the apex predator wince with pain as Bruce planned to take a bite of her much like an apple.
CRUNCH!
Despite her tough exterior, Jaws was laying into her as the Bull Shark frantically failed around and even tail whips didn’t seem to shake him off. In order to get the Great White off of her, Maneater quickly hurtled on over to the mass of rocks before slamming Jaws against the boulders. After the second or third attempt, Jaws grew all the weaker before his body was then slammed into the rocks for the fourth time.
As a result, Jaws ultimately let go of the Maneater’s body while he was dazed and stunned by the shock and impact of being slammed into a boulder as he floated in the water motionlessly. The Maneater proceeded to go in for the kill, lunging at Bruce before biting down on his neck once again, only this time her bite provided more power.
SHINKKKKK!
However, despite the pain that was inflicted upon him, Jaws wasn’t going to let his larger opponent get the better of him, unlike last time as he began to muster up the strength to wrap his tail around the pelvic area of the Bull Shark before pulling her right off of his body as he then flipped back before shooting forward like a torpedo. He proceeded to strike the Maneater right underneath the chin, causing the Bull Shark to wrench backward. Soon, Jaws shot forward for another bite attack as he aimed directly for the face but like most of his attack, The Maneater was able to react fast enough to weave herself out of harm's way as she attempted to chomp onto Great White’s dorsal fin.
However, Jaws would quickly turn the tables by jerking himself downwards while outmaneuvering the Bull Shark before making a quick turn, aiming his body upwards. Jaws proceeded to speed up forward while performing a corkscrew, aiming to strike for the sides once again. Unfortunately for Jaws, Maneater was able to quickly catch onto his attack as the Bull Shark delivered a tail whip into the side of the spinning Great White’s face, striking him with enough to set him off course. Luckily, thanks to his tough exterior, Jaws was able to endure the plethora of attacks inflicted upon him as the Great White retaliated with bites of his own.
The Maneater was quick enough to dodge a few of the chomps from Jaws, as the Great White attempted to strike The Bull Shark with a tail whip only to be countered with a tail whip of her very own. When that attack failed, Jaws proceeded to lunge forward with a headbutt but sadly the past repeat itself as Maneater also came hurtling in for a headbutt on of her's own.
The two snouts to both sharks came crashing into each other once more, their bodies thrusting back as their nostrils flare and wince in response. Jaws decided to change tactics as the Great White started to circle around the Maneater at surprisingly great speeds, quickly zipping in for a tailwhip to the eye that caused the Bull Shark to stagger back while Jaws went back to circling the apex predator.
Rather than waiting for her opponent to make his move, The Maneater wasted no time in attacking back by throwing itself right into the moving Great White. Jaws were able to avoid the Maneater’s attack in a relatively close call, her teeth barely grazing the tip of his tail as the Great White proceeded to maneuver himself into the direction of the Bull Shark, preparing to sink its teeth into the larger shark’s abdomen region. Unfortunately for the smaller shark, The Maneater was having none of that as she caught Jaws by the neck with her teeth before throwing him forwards.
She wasn’t done there though, the Bull Shark immediately slammed its nostril right into the Great White, pushing him forward. Like an underwater torpedo, both sharks sped through water before The Maneater spun around in circles and sent Jaws crashing into the hull of the yacht. The Shark's body left a dent in the boat's exterior, which was further damaged by another headbutt from the Maneater.
The impact of the shark being smashed through the boat's hull resulted in the ship to start sinking into the water while Maneater had her teeth clamped onto Bruce's tail, the Great White frantically jostled and thrashed around in an effort to get the Bull Shark off of him. Jaws, using all the strength it had in his body whipped the Maneater into the surrounding walls that made up the yacht's hull.
The Maneater slammed against the metal, the whiplash forcing her to let go of the Great White's tail as Jaws thrust himself forward, chomping down onto the Bull Shark's fin before throwing her up into the roof. Jaws then lowered himself for a brief moment, swimming towards the Maneater before smashing into her abdomen as hard as he could. What soon followed was both Sharks shooting right out of the center of the yacht, the boat tearing in half while Jaws and The Maneater took to the skies for a brief moment.
As they flew, the Maneater lurched forwards and chomped down on her foe. Jaws hissed, an impossible feat for a shark as he felt his tail fins get chomped down on by the Bull Shark before suddenly he was tossed right back down towards the wreckage.
Jaws slammed into the ship's bow, splintering the metal like it was cardboard as the entire front portion of the yacht exploded in a shower of water and hunks of boat pieces. The back portion of the yacht itself continued to drift away, being tossed even further by the rippling waves from the Great White's impact. Slowly, it sunk into the depths as it took more water.
As Jaws floated belly up amid the wreckage, he wasn't able to see the Maneater approaching him. His heightened senses allowed him to notice her approach though, but he wasn't able to do much before the Maneater's nose slammed right against his stomach, forcing him to roar in pain as he was launched deeper into the waters, leaving the wreckage floating above the two sharks as they continued on.
As the two oceanic predators plunged deep below the waves, Maneater gnawed and bit at her opponent's underbelly in hopes of eviscerating the Great White. However, Bruce caught the Bull Shark off guard with an unexpected swipe from his tail as it directly struck the Maneater right in the eye. Jaws delivered another whack to the eye, which set the Maneater off course while Jaws quickly swam off as he didn't have enough energy to retaliate due to the beating he was forced to endure as he disappeared off into a nearby kelp forest.
The Maneater, obviously not wanting to let her foe get away, chased Jaws through the maze of kelp. Thanks to streaks of blood that came off of the Great White's wounds, she was able to track her foe down, tailing the male shark from behind. As he frantically swam through the stocks of kelp that surrounded him, Jaws tried to find a way that could give him the edge over his adversary. Just then, from the corner of his eye, he spotted a red jellyfish peacefully swaying in the water. Upon noticing the jellyfish, Jaws thrust himself into the direction of the unsuspecting Chrysaora with a gaping maw. In seconds, the shark gobbled down the red jellyfish, upon consumption, however, the Shark felt a sudden vigor of energy surge throughout his body.
Approaching from behind, The Maneater was about to snatch Jaws by his fin but she was suddenly blitzed by the shark, who viciously chomped down hard onto her neck. Unlike most bites that the shark typically outputted, however, these bites were far more potent than The Maneater was expect as she quickly jerked herself back while fresh blood erupted from the teeth marks inflicted upon her neck.
This didn't stop Jaws from attacking as the Great White came hurtling towards the side of the Bull Shark's body and chomped one again. Blood clouded the kelp forest as Jaws ferociously pulled his head back, tearing off a large chunk of flesh from the Maneater. If she had the vocals, the Bull Shark would've been roaring in pain.
SCHRIPPP!!!
Jaws quickly bit down on the bits of flesh in his mouth and soon swallowed them. Eating the meat made Bruce's pain dull, and his wounds even seemed to bleed less, like the blood was clotting after the meal. With a growl, he then tailwhipped the Maneater right in the face, sending her spiraling back into the Kelp. With her orientation being thrown off, she thrashed about as the plant life inadvertently wrapped itself around her, ensnaring the female shark.
The Maneater thrashed this way and that, trying to break free, however, as she did, she lost sight of Bruce. Soon enough she held herself still, as she looked about, making sure to disturb the water as little as possible. She sniffed for blood, though her nostrils were clouded with the smell of her own as well as the older leftover redness that Bruce had left behind. After another moment, she trusted her other sense, that being her sonar. Immediately though she knew something was approaching her from underneath, and she jerked about in shock before Jaws slammed into her stomach and launched her upwards, uprooting the kelp as he dragged her towards the surface, leaving the underwater forest behind.
Both sharks approached the surface of the ocean at an alarming rate, seconds away from breaching as The Great White still had his snout pressed against the Bull Shark's underbelly. As expected, The Bull Shark broke out from the ocean's surface, once again finding itself soaring into the air. The Great White soon followed with its sights set on ending the Bull Shark's life with a bite to the neck.
However, The Maneater wasn't going to take this sitting down, while she was hovering in mid-air, she began to wildly spin in circles before jerking herself to the side in order to avoid the Great White's teeth from tearing her head off. In that brief window of time, The Bull Shark used all the momentum she had stored from spinning and delivered a tailwhip so fierce that it sent Bruce flying several feet across the bay.
The Great White flew through the air, not knowing that it was about to crash right into a dock.
(Music Stops)
"Come on, Ronaldo. This is the first time since forever we got a day off. Let's just enjoy the day." Peedee Fryman groaned, approaching the edge of the dock with a camcorder in his hands.
"No way, Peedee. This is the spot where the alleged fish people come out. Once we record their existence, we'll make history! Now start filming already." Ronaldo demanded while his little brother sighed before pressing the record button.
"Okay, this better be quick. I really wanna go... H-hey, what the?..." Peedee's voice went from tired to confused as he turned his head towards the sky.
"Hey, Peedee, I said fish people! Not bird people... What are you even looking a-" Ronaldo cocked his head to what Peedee was looking at, both brothers seeing a massive figure rapidly descend upon them. Ronaldo and Peedee were unsure as to what they were looking at, but as the figure drew closer...
"SKY SHARK!!!"
Jaws himself smashed straight through the dock, knocking up sand, dirt, and various other pieces of debris as the monster shark skimmed backwards like a stone. The beast finally rolled to a stop a few moments later, with the beast being beached, sand, and debris surrounding it.
"What was that!?" Peedee shouted as Ronaldo let him go and the two shook off the sand, getting to their feet as they did. The two brothers stared at the downed shark, before Ronaldo spoke.
"We need to leave now Peedee, a Sky Shark only falls to the earth like this when they're in turf wars!" He warned.
Almost on cue, the Maneater's fin appeared out in the surf, with it quickly approaching the beached Jaws. Soon enough it leapt forth, sending the water around it into a splashing frenzy of waves. Ronaldo had to force his brother to duck once more as the Maneater flew past the two's heads, missing them by inches.
Its jaw was set obviously on Jaws, however, just as the Maneater was about to collide with her foe, Jaws quickly twisted himself around, and using his tail as if it were a baseball bat, he slammed his tail fin straight to the Maneater's face, sending it back towards the water. The Maneater spun through the air before it landed with a splash as the Frymen fled the scene, with Jaws bouncing himself back towards the waves to reengage his foe.
"THE SHARKPOCALYPSE IS HAPPENING, EVERY MAN FOR THEMSELVES!" Ronaldo cried with horror, waving his arms up and down like a maniac. The Great White dove back into the water in search of his adversary, unfortunately, he was unable to find his adversary but when eyesight failed him, he'd simply rely on his own radar to track his larger foe. Carefully treading through the waters, Bruce sensed a presence approaching him from behind as the shark perked his head up and spun around. Hurtling straight at him was The Maneater, mouth wide open with the intention of chomping a piece of his face off.
Jaws weaved around the approaching Bull Shark before clamping down onto her pectoral fin. The Mega was suddenly thrown right into one of the support beams that held the dock while The Great White reeled himself back in preparation for a headbutt.
The Great White proceeded to hurl himself forward with a nosedive to the side but the Bull Shark, acting fast, quickly swam out of the way while Jaws came crashing straight into the beam. The Shark smashed right through the wood as the dock it was supported started to buckle down. The Maneater saw her chance to attack as she bolted towards disoriented Great White and snatched him by the fin. However, Bruce was also able to chomp down on the Maneater's neck as both sharks came speeding into the neighboring support beam, breaking through it with ease as the dock was now starting to give way.
The wooden planks began to plummet into the water but it wasn’t long before the dock finally caved in, collapsing right on top of both sharks. Jaws were able to throw the Maneater off of him with one strong jerk of his body, the Bull Shark spiraling through the water while Jaws charged at the mega. Acting fast, The Maneater whipped one of the planks of wood that once comprised the dock right into the Great White’s direction.
The wooden board was lodged right into Jaws' snout, the impact of the plank stopping the shark dead in its tracks while blood started to seep from his nostrils. With Bruce stunned, The Maneater swam towards her foe and dug her teeth right into the side of the Great White's body.
Hovering above the two sharks was a fleet of police helicopters that were dispatched during the chaos. As soon as officers noticed the two sharks and all the damage they've done during their fight, they began to open fire on the oceanic predators. The roar of gunfire was enough to force both sharks to slink into the water but even under the pursuit of law enforcement, the two sharks continued their vicious battle beneath the waters.
They bit at one another, however, it seemed the debris and the gunfire would always force the two away from one another before they could get any proper hits in. Jaws roared in annoyance and swam off in the opposite direction of the Maneater. The beast herself didn't follow as the dock's wreckage got between the two, along with a hellfire of bullets.
However, as the Maneater bobbed and weaved, Jaws had a plan. He swam deeper into the bay, letting the darkness of the waves hide his immense bulk. Once he was far down enough, the shark turned around, facing back up towards the choppers. With a rush of speed, the shark flew upwards, and Bruce soon breached the waves in mere seconds, flying right at one of the choppers.
"HOLY SHIT!" The pilot exclaimed before the Great White chomped down onto the landing skid of the helicopter. The pilot frantically jerked and steered the control handle of the aircraft, trying desperately to shake Bruce off but the shark applied more weight before pile-driving the chopper, cock-pit first, into the water. Like clockwork, The Maneater breached from the waters, expecting to drag her male opponent back into the water. What the Bull Shark wasn't expecting, however, was getting struck by the blunt end of a helicopter's cockpit as she, along with the aircraft, came crashing into the waves.
Amongst the carnage unfolding upon the waters of Amity, a police boat driven by Martin Brody sped into the scene. However, upon witnessing the great white bring down the helicopter sent a chill down the police chief's spine. While he knew from experience alone that Sharks were practically capable of any crazy thing, it still left him in awe. Accompanying him was Scaley Pete, who grinned and chuckled at the insane feat that Jaws had performed.
"Well, how 'bout that now! Looks to me we got two sharks on our hands!" Pete said with a laugh, nudging Brody on the shoulder.
"You ain't gotta tell me twice..." Brody said, exhaling smoke and flicking some ash off the side of the boat as he did. "You got a way to kill these things?"
"Of course I've got a way to kill these things, boy!" Pete said, reaching into a nearby cooler.
"Well whatever it is, it better do the job quick. If this continues who knows what kind of hell will break loose." Brody said, looking upon the chaotic scene.
"Don't you worry 'bout me boy, I know how to kill one of these motherfuckers. Been doin' it before you got this here job." Pete replied, continuing to search through the cooler. Brody didn't know what to expect, but he sure as hell didn't expect the bayou goer to produce a damned chainsaw.
"With chainsaws?" Brody questioned.
"Yeah you yuck it up boy, but this here saw saved my life in the Sharknado of '78." Pete explained. Brody stared silently for a moment, before taking another puff of his smoke, shaking his head at the crazy idea.
"Right, I'm doing this my way." Brody said, drawing out a pistol before steering the boat into the direction of where the sharks were located.
"You gonna take 'em down with that peashooter?" Pete inquired.
"Unlike you, I actually will handle this like a professional." Brody dryly responded.
"Ohhh you think that badge makes you special out here? This is shark territory boy. These waves don't belong to city folk like you." Pete growled in annoyance.
"Maybe... But I've dealt with more sharks than you'd expect." Brody stated.
"Yeah, I'm sure." Pete scoffed as the two drew closer to the helicopter's wreckage, the remaining police chopper providing them aerial support.
Returning to the fight, The Maneater was pinned to the seafloor by the downed aircraft while the pilot, who managed to survive the ordeal, managed to swim out from one of the helicopter's shattered windows. However, he was unable to make it out alive as Jaws lunged at him and turned him into a bloody meal within a matter of seconds. After devouring the poor sap, Jaws turned over to the wrecked helicopter, awaiting for his female opponent to break out and attack.
However, after a good minute of waiting, The Great White simply swam off but it was a grave mistake on his part because the helicopter started to move and tilt on its own before The Maneater threw the chopper right off of her with a barrel roll.
The Maneater sped at Jaws with full force, while The Great White, whose radar suddenly activated, spun around to fully take on the Bull Shark. Sadly for him, he was far too late to attack as The Bull Shark chomped onto his precaudal pit.
Jaws frantically thrashed and squirmed around, managing to wriggle free from the Maneater's sharp teeth, albeit losing a part of his flesh in the process. The water ran red with the Great White's blood, who was then knocked back several feet with a whip of the Maneater's tail. As he crashed into what remained of the helicopter, the Great White noticed the blade belonging to the chopper as he had a brand new idea.
Wrapping his tail around the blade, Jaws began to pull and pull before successfully ripping the helicopter's blade right off the rotor mass. Jaws could sense The Maneater approaching him as the shark then suddenly jabbed the chopper blade right into the Bull Shark's side.
SHINK!
The Maneater roared, spouting bubbles and blood from its maw as it attempted to yank the blade from its side, growling and hissing all the while. It once more went back to thrashing around as it tried to free itself from the blade. The beast even snapped at Jaws several times, but the Great White backed off, waiting for his foe to bleed to death.
However, as he did, suddenly a bright yellow object no bigger than a pill splashed into the water in front of him. It floated down between the two before suddenly exploding into a cloud of purple gas, which immediately clogged the fins of both Jaws and the Maneater, both of which tried to flee the cloud. Jaws himself managed to clear said cloud, but soon slowed, growling in annoyance as his vision became blurry.
The Bull Shark herself was less lucky, and though she did manage to rip the helicopter blade out by wiggling and biting at it, she soon became slow, and sluggish as she tried to swim out of the tranquilizing bomb's area of effect.
Soon, both sharks were now under the effect of the gas as their bodies became weak and the senses grew dull. It wouldn't take long for the two oceanic predators to lose consciousness altogether as their bodies steadily floated throughout the water. Above the surface, Pete and Brody gazed into the water while a circle of police boats and helicopters surrounded them. After a long wait, Brody sat back and sighed with relief.
(Music Stops)
"We got 'em," Brody said, wiping a bead of sweat from his brow.
"Alrighty, now let's kill 'em. Dunno how long they're gonna get back up but I sure as hell ain't waitin'." Pete said, marching over to his weapons to pick out which tool seemed best for the job.
"Fine, haul them aboard, we've gotta make sure they stay still." Brody explained, as he looked over at the sharks, whose bodies breached the water and floated belly up.
"Ah fine, but don' chu take too long now. These bastards is tricky, they seek revenge." Pete explained.
"I know more about that than you'd expect." Explained Brody as the two got to work on hauling the sharks up.
"NO, STOP! THEY'RE ENDANGERED!" Both Brody and Pete were caught off guard the screams and protests of a group of people. They turned their attention to the source, a boat holding a group of wildlife conservationists who were all angered by the Shark Hunter's actions.
"Oh sunnuva bitch." Pete growled to himself.
"Don't you guys know that Sharks are endangered!? They're peaceful creatures!" One of the hippies spoke out.
"One of these sharks just downed a police helicopter, sir." Brody replied, trying to mask his annoyance.
"One machine is not worth more than the life of a precious creature like this!" Shouted one of the hippies, pointing at Jaws.
"You all better leave me alone now! You don' let us do our job, you all will have another hundred deaths on your hands!" Pete shouted in annoyance.
"Deaths will be avoided, once these animals are properly domesticated." Said one of the conservationists.
"Domesti- It's a fuckin' shark! You dumb motherfuck-" Brody stopped listening to Pete as he went on a long tirade of insults towards the group, with the police chief just deciding to pull out his revolver and point it at the Maneater's head. He was just milliseconds from pulling the trigger before a voice spoke up amid the clutter of shouts.
"Brody, that's enough!" Shouted a masculine voice, making the chief stop, before looking around. A fast-approaching boat soon stopped right next to Pete's vessel, and on the back of said boat was none other than-
"Vaughn?" Brody questioned. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Brody, we need those two alive! I managed to cut a deal with SeaWorld that if we can bring those sharks in alive, we'll get a massive bonus! Do you know what that can do for the town?"
"YOU WHAT!?!" Pete shouted at the mayor, before grabbing a nearby harpoon gun and pointing it at Vaughn. Brody had to act fast and grabbed the harpoon gun, trying to wrestle it from Pete's grasp.
"You- Ngh- Lyin' sonuvabitch!" Pete shouted at the mayor as Brody shouted over him.
"Stop! You've gotta calm down!" Cried the police chief as the two struggled against one another.
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Location: Amity Island Police Department
A few hours later
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Pete and Brody sat at a table, looking down at a set of checks courtesy of Amity Island. Both of the men frowned at their wages, obviously displeased.
"I cannot believe those dumb bastards really think they can keep those two contained." Brody mused.
"I can't believe ya stopped me from shooting that piece of shit." Pete retorted, only getting a sigh from the police chief.
"Welcome to Amity Island, Business means more than human lives apparently..." Brody muttered to himself, pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance. In a huff, Pete stormed out of the room, fuming with rage. Just before leaving, however, he turned to Brody one last time.
"Tell your shit-for-brains mayor that if those fuckers break free, ain't no one else to blame but himself," Pete growled before slamming the door shut.
"Won't be the first time..." Brody mumbled.
Pete growled before slamming the door, leaving Brody alone. The officer sighed, turning and spotting a television as he did. He rolled his eyes in annoyance but soon found the remote to it and began flipping through several channels. He finally stopped though when he saw a reporter standing in front of SeaWorld, a crowd of people at his back.
"-And it seems the violent history of the sharks don't disturb the SeaWorld officials, all of whom claim that the two are completely under their control, and completely safe-"
Brody stopped listening but stared intently at the hundreds of people walking here and there behind the man. Families, groups of friends, lovers, and so many more were at risk even being there. That thought made the chief sick to his stomach.
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UL: Wow, I dunno what it is but I feel like we've been waiting an entire year for this.
Mettaton: Eh, I'm too wrapped up in my own ego to even notice. Anyways, with both sharks taken off to SeaWorld due to idiocy and greed, just what carnage will unfurl!?
UL: Find out on SHOWBUISNESS SHOWDOWN!
(Special thanks to Randomaneer123 for helping me out with this fight!)