Red…
Those once calm, gentle soft baby blue…
Angry, demonic, ruby red eyes meet the terrified greyish blue pair…
That smirk, that demonic smirk….
No…
No…
His large sharp claws draw near…
"No don't touch…."
"DON'T TOUCH HER!"
Startled, I jolt up from my bed, panting, heaving; huffing. I feel my frantic hot breathes graze my ice cold hands as I feel a few beads of sweat cascade down my shaking figure. Slowly, my greyish dull blue glance at the lone weapon, standing idle, by my side, the sword has a black hilt with yellow diamonds on the hilt; the blade is darkish purple steel.
I need to get something to eat, that always cheers me up, and helps distract me as well. Reluctantly, I escape the warm confides of my bed, relieved at the lack of smell of tobacco and no heavy weight on the bed either. I ignore my tired form, demanding me to return to the warm embrace of my bed as I change from my coal black pyjama shirt and trousers with silver trimmings on. After washing and doing my daily wake up routine, I exit the bathroom wearing my dark blue, fur trimmed jacket.
Happily, I smile as my snow pale skin brushes against the light soft pillow feather like fur on my jacket. I'm wearing a black tank top, dark blue jeans and coal black heeled boots. I adjust my coal black gloves, adjusting them to prepare for any fight to day, I'm more of a close up fist fighter than the sword kind, but still if the time ever comes…
Sighing, I glance at the lone sword waiting, silently still as I release a tense sigh.
I need to get outta here before I do something stupid…
My ears listen to the click of the bucket as I pick up the iron bucket and then turn to leave my house.
Stretching, I leave the house, locking it shut as I approach the icy waters of the sea, far from the orca waters.
Ah…relieved, I enjoy the brisk icy chill of the water splashing against me as I approach a lone iceberg, hearing the metal clang of my bucket against the crunch of the fresh snow of the ice burg. I look back at the land, it's a pretty place, plain but simple design, I like it.
Excited at the chance of fishing, I dive in, enjoying the fresh freezing slap to the face waking me up as I begin to catch my daily fish, due to being a predator I will need more than some others. Calmly, I approach the oblivious tiny grey fishes, biting into them or clawing at them, then catching them. Once I caught enough, I swing up using the aid of my tail and legs to swim up back to the surface, planting the fish in the bucket until eventually, the bucket is filled with yummy fish. Hmm, I'm goring to treat myself tonight that's for sur-
'SPLASH!'
Huh…?
Confused, my ears perk up at the sound of fighting and huge splash. I hear the faint currents, something's happening below. I feel my body urge me to go down, curiosity filling my mind as I dive down, only for my eyes to widen when I see a struggling Rocma fighting a familiar Orca.
Crap! Scared, I feel a wave of fear as I see his sharp malicious grin, casually smoking his cigarette underwater? He chokes Rocma. No! But…I feel a wave of fear, paranoia and anger hit me, I have to help her but….
Briefly, flashes of red enter my mind. No, I won't run, I won't freeze, I won't be a failure! Not again, not this time…
Bravely, I ignore my frozen blood and my mind screaming at me to stop, to not attack my predator as I dive towards the struggling polar bear and cocky Orca.
"Now…it's my turn to pay you back for biting my tail and kicking me there. As expected you're not a threat to me when underwater," Smugly, the Orca smirks.
"But I am, you son of a bitch!" I curse, charging at me, tackling and pushing him away from Rocma, thankfully due to being surprised, I have the advantage. Angrily, I glare at the surprising but smirking Orca.
"Well, well, if it isn't my little sharky, aren't you cute thinking you can beat me," he smiles crazily at me, a gleam in his eyes of intrigue at me as I glare, fuming at the very being of this bully.
"Leave Rocma alone, how weak are you though? I mean to push Rocma underwater to beat her and have an advantage, only pathetic whelps do that. A true animal takes their prey head on," I remind him smirking at his brief glare sent my way.
"I suppose, like we are now. Time to put you in your place once and for all sharky!" He grins charging at me as I try to avoid him but he's faster. I wince from the harsh bone crushing grip on my tail.
"B-bastard touching the tail how low are you!?" I seethe, squirming from his rough touch, wincing at the faint crunch of bones as I try to ignore the sudden spike of pleasure from the sharp nails embedded into my tail, creating a brief scar.
"My, my, looks to me that you enjoy this?" He grins eagerly, giving another experimental squeeze causing a meek squeak to escape.
"Shit!" I scowl at his shit eating grin.
"This is amazing, I never thought of you in that light my dear sharky. You've just made my day! You'll make a great play date, to think a small shy shark like you could be a masochist! I feel a rush of blood as his sharp teeth nibble by my ear, his deep voice causing another wave.
"Bastard!" I screech diving at him, smirking as I bare my sharp teeth, ready to be embedded into his shoulder; shocked he is taken aback as I taste the familiar iron coat of red bringing a faint smirk to my lips at the beautiful, luxurious, intoxicating taste of iron. I notice from my sight relieved, to see much to my surprise, a confident artic wolf, swimming down to save Rocma. Surprised, he raises a brow but I wave him off as he flees with Rocma.
"Ah hahahah!"
Surprised, I groan as I'm easily thrown aside, hearing the faint sound of flesh tearing as I'm effortlessly tossed into the iceberg below the sea. Groaning, I wince trying to hide the brief pleasure of my back hitting the hard, stoic ice wall. No now is not the time. I thought I hid it well but this guy…this damn Orca, this thing…he's dead. My secret will die with this bastard.
"Hahah!"
Terrified, I feel a wave of terror as he continues to chuckle like a psychopath as the faint ruby red floats into the sea, fading away into the blue making me blink, pushing aside familiar thoughts from the imagery.
"Amazing! I haven't been bitten in years! You're different stupid sharky, I like that, you'll make an excellent playmate for just a fish," He grins maliciously as I seethe as he tries to dive at me. I am NO fish; I'm a shark cocky ass…
"Let's play," He smirks suggestively only for me to release a heavy sigh, feeling the familiar blush and adrenaline fade, it's time to end this. Rocma is in no condition to fight and there's no way in hell that Yuki and Shiro can fight back as well, they seem more like the pacifist type than fighters. Simply, I raise my leg, hitting a familiar jewel, making him cry out in surprise as he cradles his jewels.
Quickly, I use this to my advantage, swimming up the surface back to my iceberg to collect my bucket and then head back to Iceberg, far from the Orca zone.
I rush over to Shirogane and Yukisade's house where I find a resting Rocma, a concerned penguin girl, Yukisada treating to the pearl bear and I notice Shirogane silently stare down at his cup of warm liquid. I spot a familiar seal happily playing with the penguin that turns to me.
"Shark," The penguin points at me.
"Penguin," I point back not sure how to respond as I simply stare at the girl.
"Silver, how are you?" Yukisada smiles warmly at me, relieved to see me in one piece, I hope.
"Yo, how's Rocma doing?" I ask.
"Better she'll wake up soon," Yukisada smiles putting down a cup of tea before me and I sit down next to the silent artic wolf. I watch the penguin continue her game with the seal.
"You did well Shirogane, saving Rocma like that, that's bravery," I point out to the shocked and often seen as cowardly artic wolf.
"Th-thanks," He stutters as I simply nod.
"Silver is a strange name for a shark," the penguin turns to me, unfazed making me smirk at her boldness, I like that.
"So what's yours?" I question.
"Peraco," she answers.
"Peraco is a strange name," I retort smirking.
"Touché," she smirks back continuing her game with the seal known as Mafuyu.
Happily, Mafuyu plays with the penguin, noticing me the seal happily walks over to hug me but due to her small height, manages to wrap her small tiny soft snow white arms around my legs, taking me aback I simply return with an awkward pat, feeling slightly anxious over the sharp eyes glaring lasers at my back, wary that I would just devour the seal before me. However, the child is oblivious, not noticing the angry polar bear's glare sent my way, too obsessed with hugging my legs, making the seal giggle as I look away, not sure how to deal with the brief contact that didn't cause me pain and also not sure how to deal with this level of cuteness…
'Achoo!' Loudly, the sneeze makes us all turn to the female polar bear.
"Ah Rocma you've come to," Peraco notes as we all turn to the polar bear in bed with a familiar brown coat she is clinging to. I smirk when I notice a blushing wolf notice the hidden detail.
"Sleeping beauty finally wakes up to her prince charming," I joke lightly smirking coyly at the blushing Shirogane and ignoring the sharp glare sent my way by Rocma.
"Shark! I thought I told you to keep your distance!" Rocma glares darkly at me but I remain unfazed, used to it.
"Yeah you're right, I should have kept my distance when you were drowning and were nearly raped by that orca, of course," I retort smiling at the surprised Rocma, slowly recalling the previous events that led to us, currently.
"You…saved me?" She frowns puzzled at the wolf and I, but more like glaring at the wolf than me, huh strange…
"What you think I'd eat you? No way, eating wet fur is disgusting besides I wasn't the only one, I merely distracted the orca, Shirogane is your saviour," I point to the shocked and blushing quiet mess.
Silently, Rocma stares us down until she sighs frowning, annoyed.
"Thank you," she sighs at us.
"Eh, it's cool," I shrug.
"You know Shirogane isn't that useless he could help you with looking af-
"-Really now, don't say such useless things," She glares at the scared pair from Yukisade's suggestion.
"For me having to rely on a guy would already mean defeat for me," She bears her claws at the shaking pair.
"Then what about Silver?" Peraco points out making me freeze from the suggestion as all eyes turn to me.
"Huh?" I frown puzzled at the suggestion.
"Her?" Rocma frowns.
"You can't do it all alone Rocma besides Silver's tough," Peraco smirks at me.
"Do I have a say in this?" I mutter making it fall to deaf ears.
"Hmph, I suppose I can work with her… just don't get any fun ideas got it!?" She scowls, claws raised at me as I playfully lift my hands up in mock surrender.
"Fine, fine, no need to get your fur all fuzzy," I smirk at her sharp glare.
"At this rate someday you guys will someday be eaten and killed by that orca," Rocma warns eerily to the shaking pair.
"N…No. No. that'd be understandable with Shirogane but I'm a bird so…" Yukisada argues shakily.
"Everyone has predators birdie, fish can dive upwards, all it takes is one sharp bite of the wing and you're fish food," I argue making the meek bird deflate at the harsh reality.
"Honestly when I look at you guys. I want to rip you guys to shred," Rocma states darkly.
"Okay that's enough for today. Let's just head back home and rest. We've had enough drama for today," I step in, a part of me wanting to see the bloodshed and another, my logical side refuses, wanting to rest, too tired to care.
"Silver's right!" Shirogane smiles nervously and in the end we all leave and head home.