Chapter 1: There's a Shark in the Waterhole!
-Sapphire Bay, Port Clovis-
The sun rises on the horizon of Sapphire Bay in the living metaphor for the issues of the unchecked capitalist system that is Port Clovis. Where the rest of the world enjoys the pleasures that the system brings in moderation, the place before you is saturated in everything poor of it.
In this crystal blue ocean landscape, a WWII fighting vessel with various illegal upgrades on it, floated in the water, its engines shot and Anti-Shark cages completely trashed. Its weapon's systems were also kaput, leaving several live torpedoes in the weapon bay.
The ship's owner, Pierre LaBlanc aka Scaly Pete, a heavyset, one legged, eyed and handed shark hunter ran to the nose of his boat looking for his quarry that had just taken out his ship. That being: The Maneater of Port Clovis, a Giant Megalodon sized Bull Shark that was nicknamed Megaera or Meg by her fans who watched the show.
As he was looking around, his target leapt from the water onto his boat, biting down on his legs as she did. Megaera was indeed a Mega shark. She could easily be identified by the Razor scars on her right side and the two notches carved from her dorsal fin, as well as the nasty looking burn scar she had on the left side of her face.
"Every fucking thing I do!" Pete yelled as he jabbed her in the face, causing the giant Bull Shark to hurl him across the boat, causing him to hit a stack of various different explosives.
Meg inched closer, stopping briefly as she noticed the explosives. Pete took out a detonator and grinned. If he was going down, he was taking the giant shark with him.
"Laissez le bon temps rouler." The Hunter said as he pressed the red button on the detonator, right as the Maneater lunged at him, mouth wide open.
The blast sent the shark flying before she could bite down on her nemesis. Meg landed in the water in a daze before she snapped out of it and righted herself. She spared a glance at Pete's boat, and felt a large amount of satisfaction as she watched it sink to the bottom of the ocean.
However debris from the blast flew across the sky and collided with the Anti intrusion barrier that stretched around Port Clovis, and caused the whole system to go down.
The shark shark took this opportunity to leave the place where she'd endured so much hardship and swam on to greater depths.
"I suppose that there's a lesson to be gleaned here, like how the over commodification of the natural world will bring us closer to an ecological apocalypse." The narrator of the show, Trip Westhaven said. "But this is a basic cable show, where people watch sharks kill people, and people kill sharks. Until next fishing season, this is Maneater." He added.
(Elsewhere)
In the state of Texas, a boy sighed as he turned off his TV. He had caucasian skin, a strong set of facial features, brown hair that went down into sideburns and also had brown eyes. Which made him kinda look like a young Logan Howlett.
His attire was a pair of wrangler easy fit jeans, an Opposable IPA T-Shirt, a Brown and blue plaid button up western over shirt, a cowhide belt with a T-Rex skull buckle, and a pair of brown and grey elephant skin boots. He also had a brass dragon pendant that was on a string around his neck, which looked old.
"Pete just had to be an idiot…" He muttered aloud as he stood up. He then got up and put his brown cowboy hat on before he started walking outside, where he saw a roughly built man who looked to be forty—twenty years his senior—with a stitch scar on the side of his head and black hair that included a short beard.
His attire consisted of typical western wear, jeans and all with a black cowboy hat and a jacket that had an X on it that had curves on the ends that made it look almost like Crossbones.
"There something I can do for you, Arthur?" The man questioned as the younger man walked in his direction.
"No, Rip, I'm just fine—thanks." Arthur replied as he walked past the man. This was Arthur Morgan Jr. II, and the man he was talking to was his adopted older brother, Richard or Rip Morgan. He handled the hired hands on the ranch they lived on: The Crazy X ranch, or as it was more commonly known as—The Crossbones Ranch.
And based on the attitudes these two had, it could be inferred that they did not like each other.
Arthur went into the stables and got his favorite horse, Aztec. Aztec was a Kiger Mustang that had gold highlights in his mane and green eyes. He was a kind and strong horse that cared about his rider, something that went both ways.
"Hey there, Aztec." Arthur smiled as he saddled the stallion stud up, giving him an apple. "Ready to go for a ride, buddy?" He questioned his steed.
Aztec let out neigh of excitement, eager to get a workout done. Arthur smiled as he got on the saddle and the two made their way to the vast fields of their ranch.
The Crossbones Ranch was a Ranch that stretched over four hundred thousand acres in a part of Texas and Arizona known as Port Iris. It had large oil fields and an abundance of fossil hotbeds as well as fertile cattle land. As the boy rode down the fields, he soon reached a medium sized river that stretched through the entire ranch and connected to the Mississippi River.
"Alright." Arthur said as he got down with his Paleontology kit in hand. "Time to get digging." He continued as he got out his pickaxe.
(Elsewhere)
After a lot of swimming, Megaera found herself swimming up the Mississippi River. She took the opportunity to eat a few very large fish which filled her stomach up well. Soon, though, she reached the fork in the flow and chose to go up the Ammonite River.
As she swam, she found a familiar and welcome sight: a nutrient cache. Without a second thought, she ripped the lid off and downed the contents. Had she paid attention, she would've shouted TCRI written on the box.
Megaera groaned as she felt her body start to change. It was so intense that it knocked her out.
As she floated downstream, she soon reached the surface of the water and washed up on the bank of the river, startling a herd of Hertford, Angus, Sharley, Texas Longhorn, Corriente and Brahman cattle that had come to the river for a drink of water.
(Meanwhile)
Arthur breathed as he put his Paleontology back on his saddle, having gotten a large number of Ammonite and other marine reptile fossils from his dig today. His plan was to rest and then sort out his finds after cleaning them. Right as he was about to put his pickaxe away, he heard the cows causing a ruckus in the distance.
"The hell's got them spooked?" He muttered to himself as he went back to Aztec and got on him, pickaxe ready for trouble. "Come on Aztec, let's go! Yah!" He exclaimed as they ran.
As he reached the watering hole, he saw Rip and his other brother Casey riding towards the same direction on their own horses: Tahoe and Duke, a dapper quarter horse and a Painted quarter horse respectively.
Casey was around thirty two years old and had neck length dirty blonde hair with blue eyes and a farmer's tan. He had on western clothes as well and a grey cowboy hat with ostrich boots. As well as a bulletproof vest with a Sheriff, Game and livestock warden badge on it.
"Hey! What's going on?" The youngest of the family called.
"Something spooked the herd! We're gonna see what it is!" Casey called back as the trio rode. When they got to the watering hole, they got off their horses and walked toward the shoreline cautiously.
As they approached the bank, their eyes widened as they saw a woman laying on the bank of the river. She was probably only twenty one or so like Arthur and was currently nude. She looked to be five-seven with whitish grey skin with a cream colored underbelly, short ocean blue hair, and a voluptuous figure that included a peach shaped ass and a G-cup bust.
But what really caught them off guard was the fact that she had a long and muscular shark tail and a small dorsal fin on her back that had two notches in it and gills on her neck. And lastly she had two razor scars on her right side and a nasty burn scar on her left that seemed to be on her left eye too.
Rip immediately pulled his gun out and aimed it at the mutant, but Arthur smacked it out of his hands immediately with his pickaxe. The glare on his face said 'wrong response.'
"Those scars look bad." Casey noted as he noticed the seaweed and other ocean debris on her. "And judging by what's on her, she's been drifting a long way from here." He added.
"She used to be a normal shark, that much is obvious." Arthur nodded. "What I don't know is what changed her into this." He added.
"Think I may know why." Rip said as he knelt in front of a part of the shore covered in mutagenic ooze. "I don't know what this is, but it's definitely not something we want our Cattle drinking." He added.
"Or you touching, that stuff looks radioactive." Casey added as he quickly put on some gloves and covered his mouth with a gas mask before he started removing the stuff.
Arthur, meanwhile, was doing his best to move the shark woman out of the waterhole and onto the land… and that movement caused her to wake up, showing that she had two beautiful gold eyes.
"Huh?" She uttered, getting everyone's attention. Meg looked around at everyone, trying to figure out where she was. "What the…?" She thought aloud. When did she wash up in the middle of Texas… and why was she able to talk?!
"Okay, this could be difficult to sort out." Arthur muttered as he tried to figure out how they were going to explain this to their parents. "Hey, are you okay, miss…?" He asked as he put a hand on her shoulder, only for the woman to whip around and smack him with her wet hair by mistake and smack Rip with her tail in the process as she got into a defensive posture.
"Whoa, hey hey! Calm down!" Casey said as he held his hands up placatingly. "We're not gonna hurt you—." He continued.
"That's what they all say before they try to spear me." Meg retorted.
"Look around ya bitch, do ya see any fucking Spears lying around?" Rip questioned as Arthur helped him up. The woman growled as her teeth began to show, which looked to be a combination of a megalodon's teeth and a human's, but stopped when Arthur stepped in.
"Look, we just wanna help. But in order to do that, we need to know who you are." He told her calmly, though his face was red due to the fact that she was completely exposed. Meg looked at him for a few seconds before she sat up finally. "Okay, now what do you want us to call you miss…?" He asked again.
"Megaera." She told him. "My friends call me Meg, or at least they would if I had any friends." She added sarcastically.
"Um… okay…" Casey said awkwardly, not knowing how he was going to explain this to his wife. "Now, um, could you come with us? I doubt you'd wanna stand in the sun all day." He stated.
The mega bull shark looked up at the blazing sun and then at her skin, which felt rather dry, and nodded, deciding to get up and leave with them. However, as she got up, her new feet and legs made it abundantly clear that she wasn't used to walking, causing her to fall—literally—into Arthur's arms.
"Sorry, weak ankles… and legs." She told him as she put her hands on his chest.
"I can tell." Arthur replied as he picked her up bridal style, which Casey smirked at, and helped her onto Aztec, who looked a little confused about his new passenger. "Don't worry Aztec, she won't bite." He told her as Meg hugged his waist and pressed herself to him, her breasts pressing to his back. "She won't bite, pretty sure she doesn't eat horse." He added.
"Yeah, he's safe." Meg nodded as a saddle blanket was put over her shoulders to protect her from sunburn. "And so are you, for now." She grinned, her tail curling up as they started riding.
"Oh good." The youngest child of the family said flatly.
(Later)
Meg found herself once more being carried bridal style by Arthur, who had a very small blush on his face. Thankfully, it went unnoticed. Now came the hard part: explaining this to the family matriarch and Patriarch.
As Arthur and his two brothers sat down in the living room of the main house, which was a large farmhouse with a stone chimney and fireplace that had the interior design of a hotel from Red Dead Redemption 2 or John Wayne's McClintock.
Meg was in one of the bathrooms taking a shower while they were trying to explain the nonsensical situation to the Morgan family Patriarch John Morgan and Matriarch Rouge Morgan. Their remaining two siblings Jamie and Eleanor were there too.
John Morgan looked much like Arthur but his hair was greying, blue eyes and his features looked very aged. He also had a small beard, making him look similar to old man Logan. He was around seventy five years old. He was dressed in a much more old fashioned version of the western wear of the others.
Rouge Morgan was a sixty year old woman who looked like she could pass for twenty nine years younger. She had slightly greying red hair and green eyes that made her look similar to Reba Mcentire or a redheaded Dolly Parton. She was in a simple dress with cloth stole.
Jamie looked like a younger version of Rip, which made sense since he was his biological brother. He wore a formal suit like a lawyer would wear.
And lastly Eleanor looked like a younger Rouge with strawberry blonde hair and blue green eyes. She was wearing a woman's business suit.
Needless to say, the family was pretty astounded by what had just occurred this morning, especially Rouge and John.
"So we've got a mutant shark woman using our shower right now, do we?" John asked, having noticed the tell-tale noise of a running shower.
"Basically." Arthur shrugged.
"I'll get in touch with some people to clean the watering hole as soon as possible." Rogue said, having caught that detail and resolved to have it tended to.
"I'll get our new guest some clothes after I get her measurements." Elanor said.
"I can handle whipping up a meal for her. I'm sure she's starving right now." Arthur said.
"What I'm concerned about are those injuries you told us about." Jamie notes. "We're gonna need to get those treated and her examined in case there's any infections or things of that… Nature…" He continued. "Now that I think about it, do we call a regular doctor, or a vet?" He questioned, causing Eleanor and Rip to facepalm.
"Goddamn it Jamie, why do you make those dumbass statements?" His brother said.
"Well, we gotta figure out who to trust with a mutant, don't we?" Jamie retorted.
Meanwhile in the bathroom, Meg hummed to herself as she rinsed her hair out and stepped out of the shower before drying herself off, wrapping a towel around her hair and then putting on a white robe as she walked out of the bathroom and down the stairs. This caused her to notice that her mutation healed her injured eye, though her vision was a bit weaker in it.
As she entered the living room, she saw the Morgan family talking. And as she made a detour to another room, she saw a brindle Anatolian Shepherd jump through a dog door that was on the door that connected the dining room to the mud room. This was Hank, the herding/guard dog of the Crossbones Ranch.
The dog looked at Meg, who looked back at him. Hank slowly walked up to the cautious sea wolf and sniffed her, trying to see if she was safe. Though as soon as he smelled the residual sea smell she had, he immediately sneezed, which alerted the other dog of the ranch.
This younger puppy was only about a month or so old and tumbled through the doggie door on his pudgy little legs. This puppy was a small Rottweiler puppy named Dozer, he was Hank's deputy in training.
"Oh come on boy, ya gotta do better than that! Yer makin' me look bad!" Hank barked at his little deputy as he waddled towards him and sat down, wagging his little stubbed tail. "*Sigh* Kids…" He sighed as Dozer turned to Meg and sniffed her, before sneezing as well and started barking at her with little high pitched barks.
"Ok! Who do you think you are coming in here, ya idiot?!" Dozer barked at Meg, who glared back at him. The shark woman then knelt down to his eye level.
"If my body was that small, I wouldn't be drawing attention to myself, kid." She growled, causing the dogs to reel back in shock, not expecting a reply.
Dozer yelped as he fell over backwards and flat on his back, his tubby little stomach making him wiggle around like an overturned beetle trying to get up. Meg looked at him flatly before she decided to give him some belly scratches.
As she gave the puppy a few scratches on his jiggly little belly, Arthur came into the room, having heard Dozer's barking.
"I see you've met the dogs." He noted.
"This one kept mouthing off at me." Meg stated as she scratched their ears, causing them to fall over.
"Huh…? Never mind. Well, come on. My parents want to see you." He told her as he led her into the living room.
As they entered the living room, Megaera felt strangely awkward and out of place. It wasn't that she was on land, no, it was because she was in front of Arthur's parents.
"Um… Hi…?" The Shark woman said nervously, fidgeting a bit from the gazes of the family. Her tail swung behind her as a sort of nervous tick.
"So you're the one that washed ashore in the watering hole?" John questioned, leaning forward with his fingers interlocked.
"Yeah, yeah, that's me." Meg nodded.
"May we ask how you came here?" Rouge questioned.
"I… think I drifted down a river after swimming up it from the Gulf?" The former Bull Shark stated. "Sorry to ask, but where the hell is here, exactly?" She questioned.
"Crossbones Ranch in Port Iris, Texas. We're really far from the ocean." Arthur answered.
"... Okay, how does a shark like me end up this far from the ocean?" Meg couldn't help but mutter.
"Since you're able to stand fresh water, I'm guessing you're a Bull Shark, right?" The man questioned.
"Yep. That's right." She nodded.
"Well, we're the Morgan family. We're pretty influential here in Texas. Especially in Port Iris." Eleanor told her. "I'm Eleanor, But everyone calls me Ellie. And these are my parents John, Rouge, and you've already met my brothers Richard—or Rip—Jamie, Casey and Arthur." She added. "And you are?" The woman asked.
"Megarea." The anthro woman replied.
"No last name?" John asked before shaking his head. "Nevermind. Dumb question." He amended.
"I'm more or less concerned with those Injuries you have." Casey stated. "How did you get them?" He asked. This made Meg tense up from her spot on a chair as flashes of her premature 'birth' and the two explosions she endured.
"... I'd prefer if we don't talk about it right now." She replied in a tense tone.
"Um… okay." Casey replied, a little put off by the tenseness in her voice. It was at that moment Megaera's stomach growled, dissolving the atmosphere.
The family looked at her, and then the clock, seeing that it was noon. "Well, would you look at that, it's time for dinner." Rouge said, clapping her hands. "Ellie, mind helping me get the tables ready while the men take care of getting the cooking done?" She asked her daughter.
"Okay." The girl nodded before she got up and grabbed Meg's hand. "Come on, let's go get you some clothes before we get started." She told her.
"Um, what can I even help with?" Meg asked as she was taken to a room where Eleanor started getting her measurements.
"You'll be watching and learning while handing us ingredients." Ellie told her as her tape measure wrapped around the mutant's very large and ample bosom. "... Wow, 35 G. You sure your back doesn't get sore carrying these things around?" She questioned.
"Nah. I'm good." The anthro shrugged nonchalantly, which incidentally made her breasts jiggle a bit.
'Lucky…' Eleanor thought enviously. She shook her head before she started looking through the closet for any bras that could fit her. "I'm actually an E myself, though I think I should have a G-cup bra here somewhere." She continued as she pulled out a black lace bra and a matching pair of panties. "Put these on, I'll get you some clothes." She added, tossing her the garments.
"Um… Okay." The sea wolf woman said as Eleanor left her alone to put on her underwear. After getting her panties on, she struggled a bit with the bra. She managed to get it after a bit, though.
Once she was dressed in her underwear, Ellie then brought her a white under shirt, a pair of khaki colored jeans, black hiking boots with white soles, a black jacket and lastly a gold bracelet.
The pants were easy enough. Megaera was a bit hesitant to cut slits in the shirt and jacket for her fin, since they looked really good. In the end, she used her claws to make the correctly sized slits so she could put them on.
"Alright. I'll sew those slits up so they don't cut the jacket in half every time you put it back on." Ellie nodded as she had Meg set the jacket on the bed. "Come on. Let's meet mom downstairs." She added as they left the room.
When they went downstairs and into the kitchen, Rogue told the sea wolf to stand off to the side for the time being so she could learn what's what. And that's what Megaera did, handing the two women ingredients as needed and putting them back as needed. This continued for about an hour.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile outside the house in the yard, the men were all cooking meat and various vegetables on the grills while Arthur tended to a pot of Bear, Venison and Rabbit stew.
As he did this, he looked over his shoulder and saw that one of the hired hands on the ranch, a man named Miguel Migese, had a really swollen black eye on the left side of his face and a fat lip. And one of the older hands, Sam, had a broken hand.
"What the hell happened to Migese and Sam?" He questioned.
"They'd been fighting for the past two weeks so dad had Rip make them duke it out in the corral and break Sam's hand to make an example for the other men. To enforce the no fighting rule." Casey states.
"... There is something seriously fucking wrong with you, Rip." Arthur stated after a moment of shock, this made the man he was addressing whip around.
"The fuck did I just hear?" He growled. Arthur then subtly and sneakily reached over to a frying pan that was right next to him, not looking up from the hanging Dutch oven he was tending to.
"You heard me, ya psycho." The younger man stated. This seemed to set Rip off, because he then stomped over to Arthur and grabbed him by the collar and started shaking him.
"You wanna say something to me, say it to my fucking face you smug little son of a—." The man snapped before he was cut off by the younger of the two slamming the side of the cast iron frying pan—which was hot—to the side of his face.
"Did you hear that, too?" The youngest of the bunch asked rhetorically with a glare. As Rip tried to get up, he raised the pan up again. "Go ahead, attack me again, I'll hit you so hard you'll be eating dinner through a crazy straw for half a year." He warned as John walked up to them and snatched the pan out of Arthur's hands.
"That's enough, Arthur! I don't need dinner being ruined like this because of another argument between you and your brother." He said sternly.
"He's not my brother. We don't even have the same blood." The boy retorted, only for his father to grab him by the ear.
"Blood relation doesn't matter, family is family no matter where you come from." The Patriarch states before turning to his oldest. "And in this family, at this ranch. Family always comes first." He added as he let Arthur go, leaving his ear red.
Arthur let out a low growl of displeasure that went unheard, unphased by the manner in which his ear was grabbed. He then went back to what he was cooking, making sure none of it was overcooked.
Rip got up and dusted himself off and glared at Arthur with a mixture of anger and genuine hurt. Arthur meanwhile gave him a look that told him that he asked for it, and then Rip walked off, leaving his younger brother to finish cooking. And as he did, Arthur watched the ranch hands make their own dinner.
(Later)
Later on in the main house, the Morgan family had all their food set up and was getting their plates set up after having said grace. Though in addition to Meg there were two other guests at the table: Casey's wife Laura and eight year old son Tate.
Laura was an American Indian woman with hair as black as night and emerald green eyes, and Tate looked to have brown hair with his father's blue eyes. His skin has the same reddish tone as his mother.
Needless to say, the two weren't all that scared of Meg in the least, despite her appearance. Which was great because Laura happened to be a doctor so she was able to look at her injuries for her.
"... Meg, I know this may be a touchy subject, but were you by any chance in an Aquarium before you got mutated?" Laura questioned.
"I can understand you being careful, but no, I wasn't. I've been in the ocean my whole life." She replied as she ate some of her stew, mentally screaming in delight at the flavor.
"Really?" John asked. "Where did you spend most of your life in the ocean, then?" He added.
"Regrettably, Port Clovis." The mutant sighed, causing everyone to groan in irritation at the mention of that place.
"I will not be caught dead in that place." Eleanor remarked, getting a chorus of agreement from the others minus Arthur, who paused as dots connected in his mind.
"The place is a cesspool that well earned taxpayer dollars goes to get wasted, it's a disgrace really." Rip nodded.
"Not to mention it gives every lawyer, inspector, judge and jury I know a heart attack." Jamie added.
"And insurance is a nightmare there." Rogue added before noticing her youngest son's silence. "Arthur, are you okay?" She asked.
'Her injuries, the place she spent her life at… No… It can't be…!' He thought with wide eyes as the dots connected fully. John then poured Meg a glass of Wyoming bourbon on the rocks, which she accepted.
"Yeah… Yeah I'm fine." The young man nodded as he watched Meg continued to drink and eat and, not once pausing to spit out any of the vegetables in the stew and even asking for more salad, potatoes or Asparagus on top of all the meat and bread she was eating. 'That mutation must have really changed her if she's diversified her diet this much.' He thought.
He would need to confront her and confirm his suspicions later tonight.
(Later)
Several hours and a dinner of leftovers later, and Meg was now dressing herself in a set of pajamas Ellie lent her and was trying her best to tie up her hair, when she noticed that little Dozer was sitting right next to her leg. Looking up at her as if to ask if he could be put on the bed with her.
"Come on kiddo, what do we say first?" She told the puppy.
"Please?" He requested, getting a smile in return.
"There ya go." She replied before putting him on the bed. The puppy then curled up in a little ball next to her, and she gently put him with her under the warmer blankets.
It was then after she'd gotten comfortable that Arthur arrived at her room, knocking on the door frame.
"Oh, hey. What's up?" She asked, not wanting to get up from her newfound comfort.
"I wanna ask you something that's been bouncing around in my head since dinner." The man stated as he walked into her room and sat on the bed, being sure to mind the tiny puppy sleeping next to her.
"What is it?" Meg asked, looking up at him.
"Are you the Maneater of Port Clovis?" He asked, causing the mutant's eyes to widen as she froze.
"H-h-how…?!" She whispered, shocked that he figured her out.
"Your injuries were something of a clue, but it only started clicking into place when you mentioned spending most of your life in Port Clovis." The man explained before he frowned and ran a hand through her hair. "There's a show about you, ya know. It shows everything you did and experienced…" He continued, trailing off. "... Including what Pete did to you." He finished, his hand resting on her smooth cheek.
This caused Meg to have flashes of all the violence she endured and all of the pain she had to push through, before she started tearing up and then hugged herself close to Arthur's chest, her tears soaking through his shirt.
"I… it was so much…! I was… tainted by that horrible man…!" She whimpered, causing the man's heart to clench from the pain in her voice.
"Hey, hey, it's okay. It's okay, it's okay." He told her as he stroked her hair to try and calm her down. "You're safe now. I got you, nothing is going to hurt you anymore." He continued as he let her cry into him as he climbed in bed with her, taking his now wet shirt off.
This continued for a while until Meg cried herself almost to sleep and Dozer started licking her to cheer her up. This allowed her to calm down and lay her head on Arthur's chest, completely drained from everything that happened.
'It's so easy to forget that she's still a fragile and scared baby under all that anger and hunger…' He thought with a sad look on his face as he rubbed her back soothingly. This made Megaera snuggle closer to him and eventually find her head in the crook of his neck.
"It's okay Meg, I got you." Arthur told her as he hugged her close and kissed the top of her head while Dozer nuzzled into her stomach. "And I promise, no one will ever hurt you again. I'll make sure of it." He added before he too fell asleep as well.
Dragon Emperor0: It's usually that one rare person who's willing to look past even the most glaring of differences or issues to make a person feel safe and loved. I'm just glad Arthur is that guy. Though I do wonder if he'll end up worshiping her, what with her Subliminal Submission skill from in game.
ThermalsniperN7: I dunno, but it could happen. Though humans have shown no sign of being affected. Hence the shark hunters.
Dragon Emperor0: While in her shark form maybe. But now she's a humanoid shark woman with the body of an absolute goddess and the attitude of a total queen. I don't know about you, but I have a feeling that pretty soon, she'll have Arthur eating out of her hand or wrapped around her finger or both.
ThermalsniperN7: Oddly enough, you might very well be right. When that happens, it'll get odd looks from the rest of the family. Anyway, see you guys next time.