Comstock Island was a paradise for anyone looking to escape from the world's ordinary troubles. It's temperature was always at a comfortable 70 degrees Fahrenheit, the breeze was wonderful, the water was clear, and the hotels were majestic and beautiful. The citizens were friendly and always excited when tourists came from elsewhere. Located about two hundred miles from Hawaii, Comstock Island was governed by Jim Mason, an attractive middle-aged man who was extremely rich and smart. But unknown to most people, he also was involved in a secret nuclear black-market trade.

Selling nuclear missiles to the highest bidders, Mason was merciless in what the buyers did after their purchase, as long as he got his money. After testing out his weapons, he began to accumulate nuclear waste and transported it into the ocean. Despite reports of possible nuclear waste roaming among the ocean, Mason's sources were able to cover it up.

"Just a little farther!" Arthur said to his warrior dolphin as they swam through the water and followed the sea-foam trail of Mason's speedboat.

Arthur knew he needed to stop this man. His adoptive father Donald Curry was adamant about the ocean and the protection of it. Even though Arthur was blessed with Atlantean gifts, if it wasn't for the guidance and responsibility that Donald taught him, he wouldn't be the man he was today.

"Listen to me, Artie. The ocean is the most wonderful thing God ever created." Donald Curry said as he and his son set up the sails on the family's new boat.

"Besides women, that is." he whispered, nudging Arthur in a joking tone.

"You're such a gentleman, Mr. Curry." laughed his wife, Molly.

Arthur was eleven years old and loved going on their summer vacation to the coast of Star City. For two months, they would live on the sea, enjoy the waves, and explore the wonders of the ocean. Since he could remember, Arthur loved the ocean. The sound of the tides...rush of the waters...the feel of the sea breeze and burst of water that coated his face...Arthur was meant for it.

As Arthur neared the speedboat, Mason growled and looked back, firing his flare gun at him and making Arthur avoided the red bullet. Arthur dived below the sea and watched the boat above. He readied his trident and saw that he was heading to the island. Arthur looked behind him and saw two more speedboats full of mercenaries. Arthur kicked his dolphin softly and he headed towards the surface. He shot ahead of the boat and clicked his tongue, making the dolphin shoot off of him as he jumped on the front of the boat.

"Why won't you just leave me alone?" Mason yelled, trying to grab his pistol from his back pocket.

"I'm EPA. Got a new budget plan!" Arthur yelled back, smacking the gun away with his trident.

"Are you Goldfish-Man or what?" Mason said, stopping the boat and punching him in the face.

Arthur ignored his reply and watched as the boats approached them. Arthur ducked when Mason tried to kick his stomach. Arthur grabbed his foot and punched his upper thigh, making him trip backwards. He flicked bullets away from him as the boats surrounded him. A bullet went through a weak spot in his arm armor and blood shot onto the boat. He screamed in pain and threw his trident to the boat on his right, stabbing a man's right leg and making him shoot his gun.

He dived into the water and watched the water heal him, the bullet pushing out of its skin and sinking to the depths of the Pacific. He watched the wound heal as more bullets hit the water. He pushed himself out of the water and made an aquatic surfboard, riding the waves and smacking the pilot's face with it, dissipating the board.

"Kill him, now!" Mason yelled.

Three of the soldiers jumped on his back and punched him in the face multiple times. He tried to fight them off and grunted with pain. When they let him go, blood poured from his nose and he saw Mason steer his boat close as he leaned over the side with the second boat. At least a dozen machine guns were pointed at him and he knew he was trapped. Mason was handed a taser gun and before Arthur could make any sudden movements, he shot him, the prongs hitting his arm and shocking him with stinging pain.

As he grunted in pain, Mason boarded the boat and kicked Arthur's stomach hard, laughing at his pain.

"You really thought you could take me? I have more power than you could ever imagine. I've got many friends. LexCorp, access to S.T.A.R. tech, and enough nuclear power to wipe out the Western Hemisphere. What do you have? Some water powers and a freaking trident?" Mason spat, leaning down towards Arthur.

"You're killing the oceans. Animals are dying and your nuclear waste is accumulating. It'll greatly affect the world if you don't stop." Arthur said with painful breaths.

"You freaking eco troops. Saving the world, one annoying protest at a time." Mason laughed, picking up Arthur's head with his hair and slamming it against the boat, knocking him out.