"AHH!!" the blast connects with her side while she has her arms up to control the wave, and she falls over. The wave falls carelessly back into the water, and the few spikes she still had left in the air fall and shatter harmlessly.
She grips her side, and her eyes widen in horror when she sees she's bleeding. Trying to get to her feet seems impossible with all the scaley hands grabbing her. Maybe shoving them all down was a bad idea after all.
"Let me go!" She protests, thrashing with her legs.
Those scaley hands lift her to her feet, or at least, hold her up in a position similar to standing.
It seems the rest of the passengers have suffered a similar fate, as a number have been lined up not far from the battle, held in place by other fishmen.
"I have a special punishment in store for you," said Trident, glaring at Ophelia. "You'll be the first to join my army."
At that, a fishman waddled up, carrying a large metal case. He handed it to Trident, who walked towards Ophelia, opening it.
It revealed a glowing, red, irradiated rock, connected to machinery that ended in a lens...
"Prepare to join us, girl," he said, pressing a button on the side of the weapon.
It fired a green beam at Ophelia - a mutagenic ray, capable of changing her into an amphibious lifeform, like Trident and his minions.
Before it could complete her task, the water seemed to animate itself in the form of a dragon, and surged forward, clenching Trident's device in its "jaws" and shattering it.
As the so-called mer-man gaped in surprise, a figure clad in a blue and black wet-suit lept upon the deck.
Without a word, he threw out his arms, gathering water on the deck into tendrils and grabbing fishmen en masse, slamming a group of them into another, and making them drop down to the deck, unconscious.
She fell to the ground, on her hands and knees, and she could not rip her eyes away from her hands. The scales, the webbing.. did her whole body look like this?
She didn't even look to see what caused the transformation to stop. There was nothing she could see her reflection in. For a while she just stayed there, staring at her hands.
She did know for certain, her minds was still intact; she wasn't a mindless slave. That was enough to get her to her feet. Screaming, she charged at Trident full-force, ignoring the blood and the pain in her side. She wasn't even sure what she was going to do, but she knew she wanted to hurt him.
Trident was still staring in stunned silence at his device, when Aqualad gathered water into a hand, and used it to sieze the amphibious man, and throw him up against a wall... all before Ophelia could tear into him.
"NO!!" She yelled back, and froze the water Aqualad had used, keeping Trident pinned to the wall where he had thrown him.
Her fists clenched tightly as large, lethal spikes of ice formed in the air behind her. She stared at Trident, her eyes narrowed to slits. Ophelia raised a newly scaled hand in the air, intending to throw the spikes at her victim.
"Monster? Hah! Look at her! She's not perfect like myself! She's a half formed freak..."
He scoffed. "And you... Aqualad, long time no see! Hah, I heard what you did in Jump... siding with that man, Slizzath. You're no better than I... using others to serve your ends..."
He laughed.
"You'd both be better off giving in and deciding to side with me..."
Half formed 'freak' did not settle well in her mind, nor did she take kindly to his words to Aqualad.
Two spikes flew at him at an alaraming speed on each side of him, both only mere centimeters away from his head. "Shut up," she hissed, "or the next one isn't going to miss."
She grips her side, and her eyes widen in horror when she sees she's bleeding. Trying to get to her feet seems impossible with all the scaley hands grabbing her. Maybe shoving them all down was a bad idea after all.
"Let me go!" She protests, thrashing with her legs.
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It seems the rest of the passengers have suffered a similar fate, as a number have been lined up not far from the battle, held in place by other fishmen.
"I have a special punishment in store for you," said Trident, glaring at Ophelia. "You'll be the first to join my army."
At that, a fishman waddled up, carrying a large metal case. He handed it to Trident, who walked towards Ophelia, opening it.
It revealed a glowing, red, irradiated rock, connected to machinery that ended in a lens...
"Prepare to join us, girl," he said, pressing a button on the side of the weapon.
It fired a green beam at Ophelia - a mutagenic ray, capable of changing her into an amphibious lifeform, like Trident and his minions.
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Oh that was not cool ( ... )
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Before it could complete her task, the water seemed to animate itself in the form of a dragon, and surged forward, clenching Trident's device in its "jaws" and shattering it.
As the so-called mer-man gaped in surprise, a figure clad in a blue and black wet-suit lept upon the deck.
Without a word, he threw out his arms, gathering water on the deck into tendrils and grabbing fishmen en masse, slamming a group of them into another, and making them drop down to the deck, unconscious.
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She didn't even look to see what caused the transformation to stop. There was nothing she could see her reflection in. For a while she just stayed there, staring at her hands.
She did know for certain, her minds was still intact; she wasn't a mindless slave. That was enough to get her to her feet. Screaming, she charged at Trident full-force, ignoring the blood and the pain in her side. She wasn't even sure what she was going to do, but she knew she wanted to hurt him.
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"Stop, Ophelia," Aqualad barked, loudly.
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Her fists clenched tightly as large, lethal spikes of ice formed in the air behind her. She stared at Trident, her eyes narrowed to slits. Ophelia raised a newly scaled hand in the air, intending to throw the spikes at her victim.
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Aqualad stepped forward, wordlessly.
"Someone like you shouldn't have to do this," he said, calmly.
"... No. A monster should destroy a monster..."
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"Monster? Hah! Look at her! She's not perfect like myself! She's a half formed freak..."
He scoffed. "And you... Aqualad, long time no see! Hah, I heard what you did in Jump... siding with that man, Slizzath. You're no better than I... using others to serve your ends..."
He laughed.
"You'd both be better off giving in and deciding to side with me..."
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Two spikes flew at him at an alaraming speed on each side of him, both only mere centimeters away from his head. "Shut up," she hissed, "or the next one isn't going to miss."
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