New story. I'm losing inspiration for my other ones, sorry guys. So, this popped out after my recent obsession for horror shark attacks :| I don't even know why. *sigh*

So-o-o-o-o-o, I introduce Daylight to you! The main pairings are BirdFlash—Wally/Dick—and SuperBeetle—Jaime/Conner. The last one isn't that popular, but whatever. I think it's cute. The main focus isn't romance anyway: it's the sharks. Duh.

Other pairings include Tim/Gar, slight Cassie/Artemis, La'gaan/M'gann and drunk!Bart/Jaime.

T for violence. Like, heavy violence. Oh, and a few make out sessions. Hehe.

Enjoy~ this is short bc it is the prologue. I'll give the ages of the characters in the first real chapter, but in this one know that: Conner is 18. Wally is 16. Dick is 15. Jaime is 13. And a 5-year difference between lovers isn't that bad, so don't flame me and tell me that Conner is a pedophile, ok? I don't wanna hear it.

"We're going to die." Jaime hiccupped again, swallowing a sob. His tone was tinged with hopelessness and tears were streaming down his face, the salty water quickly washing them away.

Wally was too overcome with grief to saying anything, his green eyes wide and shiny with tears. He was shaking in the water, not from the temperature but from shock.

Conner grasped Jaime's arm, gripping it tightly. His blue eyes were wild but his tone steely as he said in a steady voice, "We are not going to die, as long as no one panics." He gave Jaime a pointed look.

The 13-year old flailed in the water, one arm still being held by the ebony. Conner let go, and the younger boy disappeared under the surface, a strangled scream escaping from his mouth.

"Jaime! Calm down!" Conner yelled, supporting him so he could breath. Jaime kicked his legs, taking a few deep breaths, his dark eyes terrified.

"Dick….he's gone. It got him. It just—I didn't even try and help." Wally whispered, sounding shattered. His red hair was slicked down with water, his tracksuit ripped and bloody.

"It wasn't your fault." Conner said, still trying to help the hysterical Hispanic boy. He grabbed both of Jaime's wrists and lifted him partly out of the water, glaring.

"Get yourself under control." He snapped, and let go. Jaime slipped under the surface, gasping and choking on the salty water. Wally stopped shaking and glowered fiercely at Conner.

"Don't do that, he's just a kid! And besides…" the ginger cocked an eyebrow, trying to get his message through; it worked. The ebony narrowed his eyes but didn't say anything, his eyes slowly trailing over to a crying Jaime. He patted his shoulder, offering him a forced smile.

"We need a plan." he finally said.

"Oh really? So we can get eaten, like Dick did?" Wally's voice rose in volume with every word. He stifled a sob, one hand locked on Jaime's wrist so he didn't sink.

"No, so we can survive." Conner snapped back, blue eyes like lasers. Wally didn't say anything, just pressed his lips into a thin line.

"Guys...I—I think it's coming!" Jaime's gaze was locked on a spot far off in the distance, and Conner could faintly make out the outline of a huge fin, black and deadly. More tears were falling down the Hispanic boy's face, but Conner ignored him as a plan suddenly formed in his head.

"What if I was to distract the shark?" he said slowly, looking at Wally for approval.

"No way." Wally muttered, shaking his head and spraying Conner with water droplets.

"If I can get close enough, I can—"

"No, no, no!" Jaime's voice cracked as he stared at the talking teen. He pushed his dark brown hair out of his eyes and fixed Conner with a horrified stare.

"Jaime—"

"Don't, ok? We both know perfectly well that if you go out there, you're dead! The shark will get you."

"I'm still here too." Wally mumbled weakly, looking across the ocean to the approaching creature.

"I don't need your permission." Conner snipped back.

"I can't—can't let you go that easily…" Jaime said softly, tears forming in his eyes. Conner cast a look at Wally, who bit his lip but nodded, getting the point.

"I'm sorry." Conner swam a bit closer and then kissed Jaime on the mouth, meaningfully. And before anyone could do anything else, pushed off strongly towards the shark.

"Conner!" Jaime screamed, kicking forward. But Wally held him back, sighing sadly. The younger boy pummeled the ginger with his fists uselessly, knowing it had no effect. The fin glided even closer to Conner, and then disappeared under the surface. The ebony paused, floating as he looked around, face hardening.

Jaime screamed, "Conner!" once more, burying his face in Wally's shoulder where the water didn't lap over his head, choking on his own words. Wally felt his eyes burning with tears.

Conner disappeared underneath the water, and Jaime's screams notched up a few pitches. Wally began to swim in the opposite direction, towards the tiny atoll in the distance. He dragged Jaime with him, who was too overcome with sadness to even move. Panting, his face wet with sweat, water, and tears trickling down his face, the ginger pumped his legs even faster.

He looked back for a second to see a pool of blood floating on the surface, a fin disappear in the other direction. He swallowed hard and paused, looking down at Jaime, who was limp. He saw blood leaking from his own jacket, which wasn't his. It was Dick's. Just saying the name in his head made Wally want to collapse, and stop swimming. To just give up. But for Jaime's sake, he had to keep moving. He didn't want to get eaten. Dick would want him to survive.

Wally remembered the last time he saw his beloved; Dick was about to get chomped in half, but his blue eyes were bright. His ebony locks were damp with water and blood, and his black tank top was ripped at the shoulder. He was looking straight at Wally, a sad smile on his face.

Right before the monster killed him. All the blood, drifting everywhere.

Something clicked in his mind as he slowly dragged Jaime towards the tiny piece of land; some useless fact that Dick had told him on the boat that didn't seem so useless anymore.

Something about a shark seeing blood from a mile away? No, that wasn't it. It was…smell. The shark could smell blood from a mile away. Wally looked down quickly, flailing in the water, mind blanking as he stared at the trail of blood. It was coming after them, he thought. But in how long?

Wally picked up the pace, shoving Jaime even harder, arms and legs working furiously to propel him forward. He felt waves of water that hadn't been there a few minutes earlier push him back. He swam even faster, his feet almost touching the bottom on the bank, pulling a seemingly half-dead Jaime with him. He could feel the shark coming up behind him, probably a few feet away but he kept going, throwing the younger boy onto land and scrambling up behind him.

Turning, he screamed at the top of his lungs as the shark lunged forward to bite off his head.

The next chapter will start off 3 days earlier, and lead up to this point. Then, I will continue this.

Please review. I'll try and update at least once a week, and if I get a few reviews, maybe tomorrow or the day after.

~samx