Feb 11: Write a story set in a submarine
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"Hi daddy," my little girl squeaked as she ran down the stairs.
I dropped my cup of coffee on the dining table and spread my arms for her incoming dive.
"How's your doll house coming up?" I asked after I set her down.
"I'm halfway through."
I nodded and walked over to the sink.
"Dad, you promised me a story," she said as water rushed out of the faucet.
I didn't reply for a while as a random thought popped into my mind.
We don't actually wash our hands, they wash themselves.
"Dad?"
I blinked and spun around.
"Sorry," I mummured and dried my hands on my shorts. "I was thinking. I will tell you a story."
"But when?" she whined.
"Yeah dad, when?" her older brother repeated, walking down the stairs.
I sighed with a lazy smile. "Alright."
We walked over to the living room and took our seats.
"How did you get that scar on your leg?" my son suddenly asked, pointing to the long mark that snaked down my thigh and stopped at my shin.
"It's a long story. Let me tell you the one I already planned –"
"No! We want to hear the one about the scar!" they chorused.
I chuckled in surprise, "okay."
My smile was suddenly wiped off my face as I began.
***
"Treachery!" one of the men screamed as we ran back and forth in the ship.
"There's an impostor among us! We've been deceived!"
Red lights flashed everywhere I went and the blaring alarm didn't help calm my nerves.
"Look for the German! Whoever suspects anyone, report! And if possible take action and kill!"
I smiled to myself.
A man walked in my direction, the tip of his gun darting around in a frenzy.
Our eyes narrowed simultaneously and he lowered his gun.
We had seen each other before.
...and he knew I was the German.
Before I could think about what I was doing, my fingers pulled on the trigger and in the blink of an eye, the man lay on the ground lifeless.
It suddenly dawned on me what I had done.
shit, I couldn't blow my cover.
I picked the body up from the feet and dragged it to a corner then stepped out into the open again.
Unfortunately, I had to kill like ten more men and hide their bodies because somehow they found out I was the impostor.
"Lots of our men are missing!" a man noticed.
Oh shit.
Everyone became even more frantic and serious and I did too.
I wove through the men, not for a second forgetting the main reason I came on this sub.
I paused as soon as I set my eyes on it...
It was in that large, brown container. I was sure of it.
I walked stealthily and tried my best not to look suspicious as I went through the plan inside my head.
Break the box, get the item, grab an oxygen tank, follow the escape trunk, hope we're not too underwater and get outta there.
I took a deep breath and made a beeline for the box.
"Hey!" some asshole called from my side.
"Friend?"
"What you doin? Tryna... steal?"
His eyes suddenly widened and my head whirled with ideas.
As the man opened his mouth to yell, my gun took action.
I proceeded to drag the man and hide his body as well but I was caught.
"Hey you, stop! Let go of the body and hands in the air impostor!"
I dropped his legs and raised my arms, then chuckled.
"You a cop or what?"
"Nothing's funny here you thief!"
My jaw clenched and whipped my gun out of my pocket and was about to take the guy out in surprise but my hand was yanked backwards and the shot went upwards.
"What the –?"
"You've lost!" a gruff voice said behind me and snatched the gun from my hand. Then he pushed me to the ground and I fell on my knees.
To my horror, all the men in the ship have gathered around me, laughing and clapping and tsk-ing.
"Well, well, well. You really thought you could come in a ship with almost a hundred men and steal and leave without getting caught?"
I chuckled and then did the most stupid I could ever do.
I shot randomly at the men and a few died, the remaining ready to massacre my body.
But the leader of the group stopped everyone from doing anything and what happened next was even worse.
The man's eyes shone with a blinding white light and he thrust his hand upward.
The entire ship was frozen for a moment until a long, white and sharp material pierced through the top of the submarine and hung in the air.
Everyone scattered and ran helter-skelter.
My eyes widened as more of the white material pierced through the roof.
It didn't take long for us to realize we were being attacked by a shark.
"Send it away!" the men yelled at the leader but he stood there sheepishly.
"I can't."
Crack!
Half of the ship was gone instantly and water surged into the remaining half which I was luckily and unluckily standing in. I tried my best to hold on to something but the water was already everywhere and the sub was sinking.
I grabbed an oxygen mask from a container nearby and put it on immediately.
I swam out into the water and watched as the shark destroyed the remaining half of the sub.
More than half of the men were already eaten or drowned and the mission was failed.
When the shark turned around and faced me, my senses kicked in and I began to swim like a maniac.
I was too slow though and the little light I could see went out as the area behind me darkened. I instinctively brought my gun out and fired behind me multiple times but the animal still managed to graze my leg with its teeth.
My blood spread in the water and I gritted my teeth from the throbbing pain in my leg but I tried my best to swim upwards as hard and fast as I could.
Luckily the shark stopped chasing me for some reason and I managed to swim to the surface.
***
"So you were a bad guy?" my daughter asked and I chuckled.
"I was but now I'm not."
My son narrowed his eyes at me, "you've always looked like a bad guy, with your evil mustache."
That got everyone cackling.
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Hope it's believable, it was inspired by a game I like. I also got the ideas from my annoying siblings and a friend :D (sorry Lee, I couldn't make it as awesome as it should've)
...I need to work on my descriptions and I realised that sharks can't damage a sub but it will be able to in Ash's story😑
