Close Encounters: New World Order (Six Campers Side Stories)

Under The Sea

1 Year before Fallen Kingdom:

Unknown P.O.V: Near the Hawaiian islands:

The ocean was rough today, the waves were choppy and the weather was hailing down on us. Thunder and lightning have been present for the last 4 hours. The captain, 4 hours ago, had told us that with the weather coming in was the perfect time to cast off before the Coast Guard had caught us. How the fuck did I get roped into this? "Mick!" Someone calls out to me. I look up and see Bradley looking own at me, his raincoat was totally soaked and clinging to him. "Greenhorn saw a bull not far from here! Get your ass up here and get on the harpoons!" He calls as I put my thumb up. "Got it! Coming up!" I scream out as I head to the front deck. I brace as the ship breaks through a wave as water washes over me, the pressure was strong but my grip was stronger.

I come up to the from deck and see Bradley and a half a dozen other whalers moving about to get the harpoon ready. I load a serrated one into the shooter at the bow of the ship. I point to the shooter and I turn to Bradley. "Where's the bull?!" I shout out as Bradley looks through his binoculars, he has a hard time keeping his balance before he points to the starboard side. "2 o'clock off the starboard!" He shouts as I turn the shooter and see the whale break the surfaces before I goes back down. I fire the harpoon and watch it as it just misses the bull. "Fuck! Get me another harpoon!" I scream out as the other whalers reel the fired harpoon back as the others load another into the shooter.

The bull breaches again as I see the water sprout from its blowhole. I aim the shooter and breath in..........and out. Before I can shoot the whole ship is rocked. I'm set flying against the railing before grabbing hold of the railing before I go overboard. One the whalers, Samuel, is not so lucky. I pull myself up and look around. The harpoons are sent everywhere and the crew is helping themselves up. "What did we hit?!" Bradley shouts as the first mate, Hayley, comes out of the bridge. "He's here! He's on the radar!" She shouts as we hear a loud growl from beneath the water. Even over the thunder and the sound of the waves. The terrifying sound that every sailor knows echos across the rough sea. "Look! Over there!" One of the sailors shouts and points. We all look to see the amoured plates of the Terror breach the water. "All hands on deck! I want that lizard! All Hands on deck!" The captain sounds over the intercom. "You fucking idiot." I whisper under my breath at the stupidity. We should be turning around and getting the hell out of here, that thing will kill us.........every last one of us.

Some of the sailors had gone up to the bridge to argue with he captain but I know better. That guy is the type of guy that you work with but want nothing to do with him and do not want to get on his bad side. "Assemble the other shooters! I want every shooter at the ready to fire!" I shout out as Bradley and some other sailors, l start assembling another shooter while others build the third. I load one of the biggest harpoons that we have and load it into my shooter. "Where is he?!" I shout as a whaler checks the binoculars. "Off the port side!" He shouts as I point the harpoon. I see the plates cross over the water as I aim to shooter, I pull the trigger and watch the harpoon fly. It hits the animal in the ribs but it doesn't look like it affects him. A loud growl is heard as the plates make a sudden turn back towards the stern of the boat. Oh......oh shit. "Watch out!" I scream as the shooter takes a sudden turn at the pull and knocks me down, I look up and see the sailor that pointed the Terror out be almost beheaded by the rope. The rope is pulled towards the end of the boat as the shooter is pulled from its nuts and screws and goes flying. "Heads up!" I scream out as the shooter knocks one of the sailors into the sea. I get up and make my way to the bridge.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" The captain shouts to me as I stare at him. "Me? The fuck are you doing? That thing will tear this boat apart!" I shout as the boat rocks again. Myself, Hayley and captain are sent flying across the bridge. I get my bearings as the SONAR pings. I get up and see the massive shape of the Terror, he's circling around us. "We need to go! The waves are getting worse, the weather is making it hard to see and the that thing is not in a good mood after we shot it! We need to go!" I shout but the captain waves me off. "Get you're ass back down to those shooters or you'll be the first to be that lizard's dinner!" He shouts as he shoves me out the door. I bang on the door before making my way down to he deck. I slip and grip the side railing before I fall, damn that was close. "How are the shooters coming?!" I shout as Bradley looks up. "We got this one but the other has been damaged too much!" He shouts as the young buck, greenhorn, runs up to us. "Mick! Bradley! We are taking water below!" He shouts as we make our way down and see the hull of the ship has been creaked, tiny incisions have been made in the metal hull. The water is leaking through quickly but if we get hit one more time, we are done for. "Try and patch this as best you can. Barricade it!" I shout as myself and Bradley make our way back to he front deck. We see Hayley on the shooter as she fires at the Terror. "What the fuck are you doing!?" I shout as she turns to me. "Getting my paycheck! What do you think?!" She shouts as she picks up a harpoon but I pull it from her. "You have never fired a shooter, why would I trust you with one now?!" I shout as the ship is rocked again as I see the Terror swim by again. The ship starts lurching over the starboard side.

The three of us slip and try to find something to hold onto. The Terror swims us by as I pull myself and Hayley up from the railing. Bradley, who held onto the wall, reached forward and pulled me up to the side. "We have to get the life rafts!" I shout as Bradley nods but Hayley is hesitant. "I can't leave him!" She says as I shake my head. "Do what you want.....I don't give a fuck!" I shout as I run to the back of the ship. Many of the other sailors are already setting up the life rafts as I pull out the last inflatable one and pull it over and throw it over board. As that happens, the ship is pushed up into air. I'm thrown up and back as Bradley lurches forward over the stern. "Bradley!" I shout as I slide down to railing and look and see Bradley trying to keep afloat. I lean over and reach forward to him. "Grab my hand!" I shout as he reaches forward. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the water rushing forward to where Bradley is. I look terrified before looking back to him. "I'm sorry!" I shout to him as he tries to reach me. I pull myself back as the Terror's head pops out of the water and bites down, where Bradley just was. All I here is his screaming before the crashing of water before.......nothing else.

I look back over and just see the Terror's tail dive back down beneath the water. "God.....fucking......damnit!" I shout before pulling myself and up. I see that the life raft has gone adrift so have the others. I bang the railing before making my way to the bow of the ship. The captain has a harpoon in hand as the ship continues to lurch an lean over the side. I hang on as I pull myself to the front. "The rafts are gone!" I scream out but he doesn't acknowledge me. "Captain!" I shout as both he and Hayley turn to me. I shake my head......nothing needs to be said. We are alone, ship is sinking. The rafts are gone and the sea and weather takes no prisoners. Also the massive predator that keeps circling us. The captain reluctantly lowers his harpoon and looks at the rest of us. "I'm sorry, men!" He says as we look out tot he starboard side and see th water rushing towards is as the amoured plates breach and the massive tail swings back and forth. The huge head breaches as we see the eyes of the beast stare is down. I hear some of the other whalers start praying........that sounds like something I should be doing as well. Contact is made as the massive predator barrels into us. The force of the impact brings the ship completely down and sends us flying into the water.

I come up to the surface as I take the freshest breath of air that I've ever taken in my life. I swing my arms around and look around at the carnage around. The ship was broken in half as the stern was sticking out of the water as it leans on the starboard side. I see a piece of wreckage off to the side as I swim over to it. The waves seem to be calming and the rain seems to all but stop. As I get to the wreckage piece, I see Hayley also swim towards it. "You ok?" I ask as she looks up. She shakes her head, no, and looks back down to the piece of the ship. "Where's the captain?" I ask but she doesn't answer. My question is answered though with her silence. "We're never getting home are we?" She asks as I look around and see the amoured plates just breach up over surface as they start circling around us. I hold onto her hand. "Its going to be ok." I see to her as the plates turn towards us and begin coming closer, the head breaches as the cold and unrelenting eyes stare at us. "It's going to be ok."