The Little White Shark
Bruce is happy living with his family, in the great ocean blue, just off of Martha's Vineyard, until the humans come, and take everything he knows and loves. Driven insane, Bruce seeks immediate revenge... Sharks are such misunderstood creatures, Great Whites are actually not the greatest lovers of human flesh, and avoid going near them most of the time. Humans are probably the real danger in this world, because we're taking away the shark's natural habitat. Please enjoy and review! :) DISCLAIMER: I do not own Jaws.
Chapter 1: Prolouge and Prequel
Opening my eyes for the first time was exciting, yet a little overwhelming. I had been asleep for so long, I didn't really think think that this was reality, the start of my new life. I thought it was another dream, so you can imagine my surprise, when I was expecting a dream, and was greeted by a blinding flash of light instead, and then, a calm, quiet blue.
The rest of us emerged from our mermaid's purses and slithered out into the unknown. Our mother then swam away, into the darkness. She was so much bigger then us. Grey in appearence with that same, unmistakable white under-belly. Her tail was long, and swishing to and fro in the water. I knew it was mother, of course it was mother. I didn't see her teeth, and I may have been only a pup, then, but I still knew. Who else could it have been? Certainly no father, that's for sure, he wouldn't be the area for a few more weeks. He'd wait, and then come to see us.
It was a good thing she had left us in an area where there was plenty of food, or else we'd all have been eating each other. I swim around the coral reef for a while, and then investigate my brothers and sisters.
That's all I can really remember about growing up. Now, a fully grown adult, it seems the time has gone by all too fast. Just a couple of months ago, I had been a teenager. It was madness that it all leads up to now, playing with my siblings on an area of coastline. I have asked my father why we are not allowed to swim near the beach, but all he says is that it's dangerous. Nets. Boats. Traps. And not to mention a whole array of other things that are out there to harm us.
We're open sea fish, naturally, but who can resist breaching just to catch one glimpse of the land? I tried it once, and recieved a scolding and a slap from my father. We're quite close to the shore today, but only for a little while. We don't go to close to the cliffs, because father says that there could be a landslide suddenly, and the rocks would fall down and crush us.
I have just hunted my fish, not my first one obviously, but I am still very proud of it, because it's a tuna, extremly rare for these waters. I decide I'm going to give it to mother. Although it's so big, maybe we can all share it.
I carry it in my mouth, and present it to her. She gives the head to my brother, Brutus, and the tail to my sister, Aqua. Mother is big now, even bigger then me. I started out quite little, and ended up turning into a 25- foot- giant! Father returns with his catch of the day, a wild salmon. He's smaller then mother, but much sterner looking, and with a lot more muscle and bulk. We eat our fish in silence for a couple of minutes, when mother begins to sense danger.
Alarm strikes us all, we can sense the electro magnetic-pulse coming off an object not far away. Then, suddenly, above us, there is a huge dark shape, engulfing us all. Nets are flung down, and sharp, spiky sticks are plunged into the water, some with food on the ends of them. Father motions for us all to get back, but not before he is entangled in a fishing net himself. We all start panicing then. If he doesn't get out of that thing, right now, he's going to sink and drown, he can't stop swimming or he'll die!
Within seconds, asomething else is dumped down, and my mother has her fin stuck in a trap. It's absaloutly horrific, I can't bear to watch, yet here I am. I know I have to help her, even if that means I'll be risking my life too. Then, I catch a glimpse of the surface. And there they are. Humans. Standing on two feet, and each holding something hazordous. A human paw, or flipper, plunges into the water, and lifts my brother up by his tail! Brutus trys despretly to get away, but knows that it's futile.
He is lifted out of the water, and onto the boat. There is silence from above for a moment,, then a long, unidentifiable shape is flung back into the ocean. It drifts slowly downwards in the water for a while, until it lands at the sandy bottom in front of me.
It's Brutus, with three of his fins all missing.
I can't even think of what to do, this has to be a dream. I don't even have time to help mother and father out of their nets and traps, before they are hoisted up on board too. Aqua's body comes down then, and she looks even worse then Brutus. One of her eyes are missing!
I watch in horror, as the rest of my siblings all fall down dead before me. I watch the boat leave. I don't know what I can do now. So, I just decide, there's nothing I can do, and like a coward, I swim away.
I spend the night alone, at the surface, watching the stars, hating those fishermen. I had an emotional pain, a gap in my heart where my family used to be. Why they had to do it, what they thought would benifit them out of it, I will never know.
I decide, right there and then, that I hate humankind. Hate it so much, I want to rid the world of it's burden. And that's when I decide that the first human who dares to step into my sea, my ocean, my domain, will go the same way as my parents, and suffer as they suffered.
A slow, and agonizing, death.