(House of the Rising Sun—Ghost of Johnny Cash version)
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The gentle waves of the ocean rocked the boat like a baby, somebody sharpening a knife could be heard before Quinn suddenly calls out from above at the helm of his boat.
"It's him! He's here, Hun'er..." Quinn looks down with pity at the Nature Boy who suddenly stops his sharpening when his suspensions were confirmed.
But then he just continues sharpening.
Quinn took a deep breath before heading down to Hunter who ignored the Megalodon hunter as he walked up to him.
"Hun'er...I know what you're—"
"—don't try to relate to me." Hunter sharply says, emphasizing the suddenly shriek of cutting down metal.
Quinn kneels down to be eye to eye with the Great White. "You're not the only one he's tortured, son."
Hunter broke his stern facade when he quickly darted his eyes at Quinn.
"He's made it his dream to kill the planet...all those lives stolen by him, human and animal—"
"—humans are animals." Hunter harshly stated, annoyed that humanity try to differentiate the two.
"Humans act just like animals. We have our own little packs, we want to be the apex predator, we're sadistic like every other mammal...we're just the worse kind of animal." Hunter started, continuing to sharpen the metal knife. "The moment our species started inventing things is when we broke away from the food chain, agriculture had only made it worse...then industrialism begun to unnaturally poison the planet."
"Son...you've said this to me before, you don't need to—"
"—so you know what happens when a species gets too out of control?"
"Mother Nature throws death right back at them."
"I said we broke away from the chain...but I never said it can't fix itself."
"The moment the dinosaurs were brought back is the moment that chain melted back together...you do not fuck around with nature."
Hunter glanced at the ocean where the looming Megalodon still dwells in.
"Mother Nature had enough of my family, they've been at the top for too long...so I was made to bring him to deaths door."
Quinn stood back up, still looking down at the Nature Boy who finished sharpening the knife.
"He will do whatever it takes to lure you in. You're his final hunt. Your friends will be at his mercy...he'll do anything to get you to face him."
Hunter tossed the sharpening kit on the deck before he stood up, strolling over to the edge of the boat with his now extremely sharp knife. He lifted his forearm over the water, pushing the tip of the blade on top of his forearm until he drew a drop of blood.
"He's not ready to face me..." Hunter bluntly stated, seeing the approaching boats in the distance.
"...he has to prove himself first." Hunter devilishly smirked, with a flick of his wrist all the way up to his shoulder, he sliced across his forearm; immediately pouring out some blood into the water.
"If he wants to hunt me AND get that drive...he has to survive the Megalodon first."
Hunter sheathed his knife, keeping his arm out to let as much blood drop into the water as possible until his cut healed.
"Quinn...after finding out what I truly am...did it ever occur to you that'd it only make me more dangerous not only for my enemies but myself?"
"Unfortunately: yes."
Hunter chuckled before turning around to face Quinn.
"George never prepared me for war...any advice?"
Quinn crossed his arms as he stared into Hunters stiff and patient green eyes. After a moment he had laughed. "There is only one thing I need to you tell you to prepare you for this war."
"That is?"
Quinn quickly grabbed Hunters shark hood and pulled it over his head, briefly surprising Hunter.
"Go kick some ass."
Hunter smirked before turning around; the shark teeth on his hood were in his field of vision so it looked like the approaching ships in the distance were being swallowed by a giant shark.
He reached down at his boots where he picks up a high-tech bow and quiver, putting them around his torso before seeing the Megalodons dorsal fin knifing the surface of the ocean.
He looked back at the approaching ships.
He threw his fist in the air.
"YOU WANT TO HUNT ME?!"
"IM SUICIDAL MOTHERFUCKERS!!!!"
"CASSIDY RAVENS AINT GOT SHIT ON CALIFORNIA HARDCORE!!!"
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Next Chapter: Reunited
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Camp Cretaceous: Nature Boy (Brooklynn x OC)
PertualanganA 14 year old Hardcore Punk kid has been working with animals all his life, traveling across the world to help save and protect them. His grandfather and mother always talked about the original park and Jurassic World, it's been one of his dreams to...
