Megalodon, Rookie Burwick [i like reading books .TXT] 📗

out there, now! And check the sonar!"

She did as she was told, and in order. She switched channels on her ear radio, and began chatting with the head of security. Something had gotten Marlin pretty worked up, and he knew it couldn't be good. He began to pace, waiting impatiently for Jane to finish and get on with the Sonar. But now, something else had come up. The SEALs never even made it over there. Their rafts weren't showing up on the Sonar. Two things all at once, just too much to take. 

Moments later, Jane finished and looked back to the sonar. He heard her gasp, and just had to look or himself. He was afraid to, but he did it anyway. He saw the shark heading straight for them, and it was a big one too. He found himself gasping.

"That's a shark, sir!"

"Yeah, it is! That's one bloody big shark!"

"What should we do?!"

"Maybe it'll pass by. Just wait. . ."

"Sir, it's on a direct course or the ship!"

He paused for a moment, and looked through the options.

"Fire the missiles at that thing!"

Jane hit a few keys on her keyboard, and sent three missiles into the hard skin of the shark. It slowed for a moment, but then rose back up in speed. Liam spun around and raced outside, and looked over at the water. Then, he saw it. The terrifying vision of a dorsal fin, headed right for the ship's hull. Alarm claxons began ringing loudly throughout the ship, and men began scattering about on the deck.

"One minute collision, sir!" Jane screamed.

"The missiles didn't stop it?!"

"No sir!"

He turned and watched the fin continue to edge closer.

"Brace for impact!"

 

 

 

 

Chapter Six

The USS Tulsa was hit, and hit hard. She lurched forward, and her engines blew. Thousands of men died when the explosion happened. Its sound rumbled through the ship, and awoke Ian. He sat up, and shook his hair free of dirt, then looked around. All the lights were out except one, and everything that had once been on the table was now on the floor, along with Marlin. He could hear Marlin groaning and moaning, but he couldn't see him.

He sprung to his feet, only to fall right back down. His leg was hurt. Pain shot through every nerve, bone and vessel in his body, and it made him clinch his teeth. More clumps of dirt and gravel fell down and made a loud "CRAAASH". The sound hurt his ears. He shut his eyes tight, and continued to listen. Marlin moaned again, and he could hear the man rolling over on the floor, somewhere around the corner of the table. One question still lingered in his mind . . . what happened?

"I-i-i-ian. . ." he heard a voice cry out.

He tried again to get to his feet, with much better success. He limped over to the table, and peered around the corner. Marlin lay on the floor with a gigantic gash in his left side, and blood littered the floor around him.

"Marlin, are you alright?" he asked.

"Y-y-yeah, I'll b-b-be o-okay. . . get the c-c-computer. . . ."

Ian turned and hurried as quickly as he could around the opposite corner, bent down, and began searching for the small DELL laptop through loads of clutter. It took a few moments for him to find the laptop, but he at last found it. It wasn't broken up too badly, but it still was damaged. He set it up on the table and opened it up, and the previous screen returned. Everything appeared to be in check.

"What h-h-happened?" Marlin asked from across the room.

"We were hit by something."

Suddenly, Marlin stood up, making him jump. "Something?" he asked. "It wasn't another one of those sharks, was it?"

"Oh, come on. It couldn't be."

"You saw it, Ian. That thing on the radar."

"How do you know that was even a shark?"

"That's what the computers identified it as, that's why!"

The ship was hit again, but a little softer this time. Both men went crashing to the floor. Luckily enough, the computer took no further damage.

"Don't deny it Ian! You knew all along," Marlin shouted through the dying rumble.

"Knew what?"

"That there was another shark out there."

"Alright fine. . ."

Anther loud rumble interrupted their conversation.

"Look, we have to put everything else aside and get to the captain!"

"Why, Ian?"

"We need to make sure he's getting rid of that thing, or it'll destroy this ship!"

Marlin thought a moment, and soon nodded in agreement. They both got to their feet, and headed for the door.

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Liam sat up very slowly, rubbing his head. Intense pain was shooting through, making him slightly moan. Red alarm lights flashed all around the room, and blinded him for a few seconds as he tried to get his eyes to adjust to everything. He grabbed the ridge of the chair above him, and hoisted himself up onto his feet, and staggered over to the sonar screen, where Jane lay at the keyboard.

"Jane," he whispered.

She mumbled and groaned for a minute before finally answering.

"W-w-what h-h-appened. . ?"

"We were hit by something. Can you get the computer back up?"

"I-i-i think I c-c-an..."

"At least try."

She slowly leaned back in her seat, allowing him to see the horrid gash on her forehead. She started up the computer, and returned to the sonar screen. It took a while, and in that long time, he gritted his teeth. That shark was still out there.

The sonar showed the massive creature headed back for them again, off to the side of the ship.

"Oh my lord, it's coming back! Fire the missiles at that thing!"

She hit a few more keys, and sent two more missiles towards the shark. But, not much to anyone's surprise, the shark veered away from the missiles, sending them off into the eternal water. Now, the shark came up again, headed on a direct course for the ship's edge.

"Thirty s-s-second contact!" Jane called out.

The loud, blaring alarms began sounding off once again, and the flashing, red lights began flashing more rapidly. Seconds later, the ship was hit. The shark rammed into the edge, and sent everyone on board her either in the water or onto the floor. Liam watched in horror as the fin rose again out of the water, and began circling the ship.

But then, Ian and Marlin both burst into the room, both of them panting and out of breath. He spun around and greeted them with a weak smile.

"Good morning, doctors. How's everything going?" he asked.

"Not very well, capt," Marlin replied.

"I assume that's because of the shark trouble we're having."

"Indeed, it is. Are you even trying to fight that thing off?"

"Yes, I'm sending missiles into it, and all the weaponry on the ship is active."

They were all interrupted by the sound of a helicopter approaching from somewhere in the distance. Liam ran out and looked up into the sky, and saw the small chopper circling around to land.

"What is it?" Ian called out.

"It's the supply chopper," he replied.

He heard Jane begin to speak behind him. "Sikorsky H-34, you are clear to land, over."

They all watched as the massive chopper began to lower down towards the dock. It came about 13 feet of landing, and then it happened. The shark leaped out from the water and opened its massive jaws. They grabbed the chopper, and brought it down into the ocean.

Ian's mouth hung open.

"I don't believe that! Did you see that, captain?!"

"Y-y-yes, I d-did.  .  ."

"Now how are we supposed to build the weapons?" Marlin chimed in.

No answer came. Every other person in the room was too shocked to reply. The shark continued to circle around the ship, its gigantic dorsal fin cutting through the water.

"Fire missiles," Liam roared.

Jane quickly followed the command and sent even more missiles into the crazed shark. They exploded on contact with the creature, and stunned it greatly. Then, after a few seconds of shock, it swam away from the ship, and soon disappeared off the sonar screens.

"It's gone, sir."

He let out a relieved sigh, as did everyone in the room.

"Keep a really close watch on the waters surrounding this ship, and alert me if that shark comes back."

"Yes, sir. What about the supply chopper?"

"We'll just have to get more on the way after we deal with this thing."

"We can't wait that long!" Marlin was furious.

He turned to him, glancing at Ian as he did.

"Marlin, we have no choice."

"We might. Get some more coming now."

"Dr. Jacobs, no one gives me orders," he glared at Ian now. "And Dr. Lissiter, this better not have been one of your sharks."

"Sir, I honestly don't know where this shark came from."

"Good. Now, both of you to your cabins until further orders."

They both nodded, and hurried out into the hall. He turned to Jane one last time.

"As I said, keep a close watch on those screens. I’ll be in my corders if you need me."

"Got it, sir."

 

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Liam shut the door to his corders behind him, then hurried over to his desk. He shuffled around and cleaned it up a bit, then took his seat behind the desk. Then, he tried to relax. But it was almost impossible, knowing that monstrous beast was still lurking somewhere out in the ocean. He didn't know what it really was, or what to call it, but he knew it needed to be stopped.

He opened a drawer and took out a pack of cigarettes, and then lit one up. He had always kept the habit at bay, but it had recently overthrown him. He pretended to have broken it, but it was still frequent. He took a long drag, and let it out slowly. Warm, foggy smoke entered out from his lungs, and dispersed into the room. He couldn't help but gag a little on the stuff as it came back around and towards him. He switched on the small desk fan, and waved it in the air, clearing it. He set it back down, but kept it on. He liked the sound of it. It soothed him.

Now, he began thinking. He knew they hadn't seen the last of that shark. It un-doubtfully would return, and continue to destroy the ship. He needed plans, and he needed them fast.

"Sir!" Jane's voice shattered the silence.

"What is it?" he yelled back.

"The shark. . .it's returning!"

He sprung from his chair. He had been right the whole time. They hadn't seen the last of the Megalodon.

 

Chapter Seven

 Marlin and Ian strode down the long, never-ending hallway. Step after step they took, hoping to make it