A/N: To avoid confusion over the differentiation between the Neyla in Harley's body and the Harley Keener that's in Neyla's body, I'll be referring to the Neyla within Harley Keener's human body in the past as Neyla/Harley and the Harley Keener that's in Neyla's body in the present as Harley/Neyla, since they're both technically the same person but in two bodies. You thought me calling the spirit of Clockwerk that inhabited Harley Keener's human body in the previous story Harley/Clockwerk was confusing? That ain't nothing compared to the confusion between naming Harley and Neyla's possessed bodies in this story. Hopefully, this will make sense as the story goes on.


Harley/Neyla P.O.V.

I hate crocodiles. They're horrible creatures. It still makes me wonder to this day why it was a good idea for Steve Irwin to risk his life in wrangling crocodiles for some stupid reality TV show Steve Irwin was an Australian guy who dealt with crocodiles and other dangerous animals He would capture crocodiles and alligators on live television as "The Crocodile Hunter". I thought Crocodile Dundee was bad. Why in the worldwould it be a great idea for Steve Irwin to risk his life in wrangling crocodiles for some stupid reality TV show is beyond me. He'd mess around with crocodiles and alligators so much you'd start to wonder how he hadn't become crocodile chow.

Eventually, Steve Irwin's role as the Crocodile Hunter would come to bite him in the ass. In 2006, Steve Irwin died while doing his animal wrangling shenanigans. You might be thinking with his obsession with capturing crocodiles that he met his demise by the jaws of a crocodile? No. Steve Irwin ironically wasn't killed by a crocodile or a alligator. He was a killdd by an animal you would least expect: a stingray. I know nothing about stingrays. From what I could gather, stingrays are these manatee looking aquatic creatures that nobody cares about. Apparently, Steve Irwin was filming an episode of his show that focused on stingrays. He was underwater about to approach the stingray when the animal started attacking him for seemingly no reason. It put it's barbs into his heart. Steve Irwin died shortly thereafter. How ironic that a guy who was well known for going after crocodiles and alligators in the wild would end up dying doing what he did: going after dangerous animals.

Unless you're Dr. Doolittle, Jane Goodall or a veterinarian, you should stay far away from wild animals. You'll never know when an animal that you have spent your life in taming will suddenly betray you and end up killing you. Perhaps maybe Steve Irwin should've specialized in going after other less dangerous aquatic animals like whales or dolphins. That's what he got for screwing around with wild animals like he's Dr. Dolittle.

Why am I telling you all this information about crocodiles? Well, it brings me to the moment I'm currently in at this moment. Me and Murray are given the dangerous task of feeding the miners to crocodiles. Is Bentley high on drugs? Does he seriously think that feeding miners to crocodiles would be the best way to get rid of the miners that are ruining the area. That's sick and demented. I'm all for getting rid of the dingo miners, but feeding them to a crocodile. That's beyond dangerous. What if Murray accidentally falls into the water and becomes crocodile chow during the mission? It's bad enough he can't swim. I don't need Murray dying or becoming seriously injured for screwing around with crocodiles. I had serious doubts about feeding miners to a crocodile.

"You sure you want us to feed the miners to a crocodile? You sure you're okay with this?" I worriedly asked Bentley. I wanted to know if he thought it would be safe to feed the miners to the crocodiles that were lurking around the area.

"We need to subtract a few miners from the equation, Neyla. We already drove the miners out of the bar by drinking lemonade." Bentley said to me.

"I ended up throwing up because I drank too much lemonade. I also had a hangover." I said.

"You know I don't understand that math stuff." Murray had the balls to say to Bentley. I laughed my ass off when Bentley had to explain the plan to Murray like a 4 year old kid. Why in the hell did Bentley have to explain the plan to Murray like he was a 4 year old kid. I've never heard of somebody having to explain something that simplistic to someone. I don't give a shit if Murray doesn't understand math all that much, he shouldn't have to have things explained to him like a 4 year old in kindergarten.

"Are you fucking kidding me, Bentley? You had to explain the plan to Murray like a four year old would?" I asked the turtle.

"He said that he couldn't understand my math terms, so I had to simplify my explanation about the crocodile plan to him so that way he could understand it better." Bentley explained to me.

"You didn't have to explain it to him like that! Stop treating him like he's six years old." I said.

"Doesn't matter how I like to treat Murray. Point is, the Guru will start luring miners to a position near this giant crocodile. Murray and your job is to throw the miners into the mouth of the crocodile." Bentley explained to me and Murray.

"Teach him to like eating miners, huh? That's a sinister plan, Bentley. I approve!" the hippo said to the turtle. I decided right then and there that I'm going to take Murray to rehab whether he liked it or not. Why would Murray approve of feeding miners to a crocodile? That's just as bad as Bentley allowing me and Emily near bears in the Canadian wilderness during the Clockwerk heist. One of these days, I hope that a wild animal rips Bentley or Murray to shreds. That would teach them not to mess around with wild animals like bears and crocodiles while on the field. Bentley and Murray are just begging to be mauled by a wild animal. That's why Bentley and Murray need to go to rehab. Because of asinine plans like these that involve animals. I wouldn't be surprised if Bentley got an angry letter from the ASPCA ratting him out against his gangs heists involving wild animals.

"With some luck, the oversized reptile will be an invaluable asset in our efforts to drive away the miners. He might even take care of our Mask of Dark Earth problems... I've spotted it prowling near the safehouse." Bentley said.

"I have a bad feeling about this." I said. Me and Murray got to work on feeding miners to the crocodile. The Guru lured the miners toward the crocodile swamp, yelling in his Aboriginal language in the process. Murray picked up the miner and threw him into the jaws of the crocodile. The crocodile ate the miner as if he was a meal for dinner. I couldn't believe how quick and easy it was for the crocodile to chow down on the miner. Blood and flesh were everywhere. I started having second thoughts about feeding the miners to the crocodile. I had a feeling that things were going to end badly on this job. Me and Murray continued to feed the miners to the crocodile. While I was trying to pick up one of the dingoes to feed to the crocodile, one of the kangaroos suddenly whipped his tail on my body, sending ne knocking back into the jaws of the crocodile.

This was where everything turned bad for me. As my body flew toward the crocodile, the reptile decided to bite down on my arm. The pressure of my arm in the crocodile's jaws was beyond tremendous. They say that when a shark bites a person, it causes the body to be racked with tremendous amounts of pressure and excruciating pain. That was nothing compared to the feeling of a crocodile's jaws closing down on my arm and crushing it like it was aluminum foil. The pain was indescribable. The crocodile then had me in his jaws and threw me around before I left his jaws and into the water. My body felt numb. I quickly swam out of the water. I looked at my arm. It was a bloody mess. My bones felt like fractured glass. There was blood everywhere. It looked like as if someboby took a cheese grater and decided to shred my arm like it were a block of cheese. I looked down. A big slash mark drew up my upper chest toward my groin. My feminine body was in s lot of pain.

I screamed very loud from the pain and the loss of blood from my body. I quickly unconscious due to shock. I was nearly killed by a crocodile because of Bentley's asinine plan to feed the miners to a crocodile to subtract them. He should've listened to me when I told him that it was a bad idea to feed the miners to the crocodiles. I nearly became crocodile chow. Never ever mess with crocodiles or alligators unless you're a trained professional like Steve Irwin or Crocodile Dundee.