First Encounter of The Other Kind
As I trek my way across the ocean floor I see many kinds of fish I have never seen before being a sea farer seeing this many undocumented amounts of fish really excites me, but before I can swim up to the fish one look at the anchor that rests on my shoulder is enough to sour my mood and brings back the memories of what my crew have done to me and how they didn't help me… I am furious! As soon as I let my thoughts go wild a powerful shockwave emits around me instantly killing off any life in its immediate vicinity, "what have I done…" I say with conflicted emotions, both amazed that I did that and horrified at the amount of dead wildlife surrounding me.
As I continue walking my newfound power still dancing around in my mind, "what else can I do?" I wonder as I continue walking along the sea floor many different types of deep sea life swim around me from giant manta rays to even bigger sharks and even fish people? The mysterious pod of fish people dart past me but even in the very dim light of the bottom of the sea their green and blue scales illuminate the water entrancing me with their little light show unbeknownst of their sinister plan.
"You seem lost sailor…" echoes one of the fish people closing in on me while others silently surround me. "…Allow me to end your misery…" says another one its once gentle face contorting into one reminiscent of an angler fish as it charges at me. "Whoa!" I yell but only bubbles escape me as I jump back as the teeth of that monster grazes my suit leaving a deep gash in it, "what the hell! That shouldn't have even scratched this suit unless…" but before I can finish my thought the entire pod of fish people contort themselves into their monstrous forms and charge at me with strange spears pointed at me. "Dammit! How can I get out of this one?!" I say between dodges as several of the fish monsters' spears clip me nearly knocking me over as I finally get upset. "ENOUGH!" I yell a large bubble escaping my suit as my eyes glow a sinister crimson as mysterious energies surround me heating up the surrounding water as I begin to swing my anchor with the intent to kill. As I swing the heavy anchor the fish monsters dodge the deadly swings I swing the anchor once more letting go of the anchor but instead grabbing the chain and swinging it like a flail.
Swinging my anchor I manage to hit one of the monsters as it flies backwards as if it wasn't held by the pressure of the water and hits a rock, the rest of the pod immediately stops their attack to assist their injured ally who seems to be having a hard time getting up from the sandy ground. My rage subsides as I realize the intent of what I have just done as the pod of the fish people pick up their fallen member and swim away. I continue towards my destination still shaken up from my brief encounter with those monsters, but I believe to be my imagination but I could of sworn I've seen one of the fish people linger in the back of the pod that one seemed smaller than the rest of them and was the last to leave and gave me a hate glare before swimming off, but that could have been my imagination those things tried to kill me!
Author's Note:
Think of Nautilus like Alphonse from Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood his body is in some other realm unbeknownst no anyone but the gods of Runeterra, but his soul has inhibited the diving gear he now donned before being overcome by the abyss.