Quattuordecim 43rd, 20XX -

• You and Pearl stare at Marina with a blank expression.

"Oh, come on guys, I'm just trying to lighten the mood."

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"Oh, just look at them. Having a rousing old time, aren't they? I'll give them a rousing old time when I tear their limbs apart."

"Boss calm down. We need to keep a low profile, remember."

"I don't remember taking orders from the likes of you. I'm in charge here, and those three

are looking mighty tasty."

"Boss, what are you doing, you're going to sabotage the mission," Rookie begs.

An ominous creature appears from behind the rubble. He waves around a golden hook and wobbles on a peg leg. Even his is garb resembles one of a war-torn pirate. His description matched the one displayed on the wanted poster: the fabled hammerhead shark, Fang.

"Greetings gang, what are ya up to on this fine evening," Fang boasts.

"Oi slag," Pearl announces.

"Are you making fun of me," Fang questions.

"No, you already do that enough yourself," Pearl teases.

"Argh, you little..." Fang snarls. "Ey Rookie, I don't want you to make eye contact with that girl, okay. Just pretend like she isn't even here." Fang orders his subordinate.

"Which one boss," Rookie mumbles.

"The girl with the small knockers," Fang clarifies.

"Um, what are knockers?" Pearl inquires.

Marina leans over to Pearl and whispers the answer in her ear. "I do not," Pearl yells. "They're still growing, and I've been drinking lots of milk lately." She argues.

"Embarrassing details aside, what are you doing here." Marina queries.

"I'm here to let you off with a warning. I don't wanna catch you intruding on my territory again. You wouldn't want me to report you to Great White now would ya. He's been pretty rowdy lately, and I wouldn't want to be on his bad side. I advise you to stay away from our hideout if you don't wanna lose your limbs."

"I'm... not scared of you," Pearl stutters. "You're all bark... and no bite."

Fang inches closer to Pearl while maintaining a stern look. "What did ya say?" He rubs his hook along Pearl's cheek, "No bite huh."

• You push him out the way.

"Now, you listen here ya little shit," Fang says, raising his hook at you. "Don't try to be the hero of this story. I'm the one who gets all the glory."

You don't back down, facing his gaze head-on.

"Hmph, you'll make for a worthy opponent. You remind me of when I just a little guppie. Confident yet polite. It's a shame what kind of person you'll become...

Now get lost, I'm done talking," Fang says as he equips his patented harpoon gun.

Marina stops you as you reach for your holster. "Nows, not a good time, Agent 4. We'll have plenty of opportunities to get him back later," She explains.

"I said scram," Fang says as he fires the weapon. He pierces multiple street signs in his outburst.

The three of you walk away feeling defeated. Whatever happens in the future, you pray that you don't turn into him.

"This is gonna be fun," Fang chuckles.

"You've met Great White? What's he like," Rookie asks eagerly.

"Oh, he and I go way back," Fang proclaims.

"Tell me more about him. Only a few people have ever been granted the privilege of associating with Great White," Rookie declares.

"Sorry chap, I'll be taking that knowledge to my grave," Fang adds.