Skiff In Trouble

Part 7

The skiff was bouncing off of the waves. The water was very choppy. The man looked back at the woman who was tied up, so she would not try to escape again. He could see another skiff following off in the distance. The gun fire had alerted him in the first place to their presence.

He was trying to stay along the coast as he knew where he needed to turn towards the mainland. He wished he had picked up a gun, but he was trying to do his best to prevent them from hitting his boat and was doing a pretty good job of it.

On the other skiff, 3 security force members were chasing down these thieves for stealing the corporation's property.

They were trying to bring them back alive, so the two sharpshooters were aiming at the engine with mounted rifles. They wanted to use the Gatling function after the beating they got, but that would cut them in half making them chum in these shark infested waters.

The man kept weaving the boat back and forth over, and over again. "Why would they shoot at us?", he shouted rhetorically.

A final hit struck the engine he was holding, and the skiff came to a stop. Almost as soon as they stopped fins emerged from the dark waters. He went back, and finally noticed that his prisoner had been hit.

Just as he finished bandaging her up, and arousing her back awake, the security skiff rolled up shooting the Gatling function of their weapons to let them know they meant business.

With both weapons drawn on the man, the man driving the skiff pulled out his Desert Eagle and focused it at the boat.

"We should just let you die, but we don't get paid if we don't bring you back.", said the one with the hand canon as he boarded their vessel.

"How'd you break 100 lb. cord, and leave me on my ass, Jerk-off? What are you on angel dust or meth?", said the gunman on the left.

"Watch yourself Sir, neither of them looks right.", said the other gunman as he aimed his weapon at her.

"If they move you can shoot. But only if they move. Besides you might hit me if you shoot. So let me duck.", the captain said as he approached the woman to help her up to her feet.

"Are you OK ma'am?"

Her response was vomiting over the side.

"I'll take that as a no."

"You don't understand what's going on! We need to be free!", the pirated captain exclaimed.

"I just know I have to stop you because you stole property from the lab. Come now ma'am, we'll get you back to the lab."

The woman vomited on his arm, and the gun dropped to the floor with his hand. The acid ate through the skiff, and it began to sink.

"Arrg! Get us out of here and light them up! They sunk themselves." The captain re-boarded his ship in an attempt to give himself first aid.

"What did that bitch do?", the new captain asked.

"Who cares? Cut them in hal.....", he said as a tiger shark jumped up cut him in half leaving his legs on the deck.

"Ahhhh!!!!", both men shouted as the now official captain started the engine, and the other started shooting.

The man, and woman jumped into the water as more sharks were leaping toward the two remaining security guards.

The one trying to start the engine lost his right arm, and the steering part of the engine, making them dead in the water. One shark tried to eat the gunman's gun and got shot to smithereens.

A third shark landed on the skiff and sliced the gunman's Achilles tendon with a tooth. As the shark continued eating his leg, the man pulled out a Glock, and shot the shark in its eye.

As the new captain looked for a new guide bar for the engine, a shot rang out, and he was hit in the head by the Desert Eagle, and a shark took the body into the water.

The man helped the woman over to the non-sinking skiff. "Swim, sink, or die?", the man offered the one-legged gunman.

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On the beach the woman started building walls of sand. The man being controlled by the slug could not explain why she was showing nesting habits of dinosaurs unless perhaps it had incubated all of her eggs at once as its species did to forming dinosaur eggs. She even developed acidic vomit sacks to protect her young. She did not realize it yet, but at that moment she was more slug than human. But she was no longer scared of anything but her brood being disturbed. She just continued doing what was necessary to keep her brood alive, no one could come near her over time.

"So, what's her deal?", the man with the broken drive as a leg asked.

The other man said, "She'll be laying eggs soon if I am right."

"Laying eggs? How does that work?"

"I guess we'll see my friend. I guess we'll see."

"But I thought you were the property, not her?", the former security guard asked.

"We all are now!", the man exclaimed joyously.

They both started laughing even though the gunman didn't understand why he was laughing, or even staying around.

Within a few days the eggs were hatched and both human bodies were consumed. In no time they would spread along the coast of Argentina eating both flora and fauna.

Life may die a sixth time, by us digging up an extinct gastropod uncovered in a crater under permafrost. But only time will tell.