Aquaman

PART 2

PRESENT DAY

Deep in the ocean a ship glided through the water towards a submarine. It glided towards the top of the submarine and attached itself on it. Soon guns were fired at the crew, while people in black diving, military suits made sure that none were breathing. A man with dark skin, a mustache and a bald head, looked at the scene before him, surveying it but then he turned when more man in black suits came into the room. The first to get in, detached his oxygen tube and turned towards the noise, " Who are you?" the captain asked as he was pushed through the door.

"Come on, let's go. Move it. Come on. Hurry up," one the soldiers said as the pushed him towards the ones who just came in. 

The man who detached his oxygen tube took of his helmet to reveal a tall, young, African- American man, "sir, we've secured the captain," the soldier said as he pushed the captain forward.

"Distress signal's disabled, we're running dark again," the older African American guy said.

"But they heard it. You can count on it," the captain said disobediently.

"I'll make you a deal," the younger African American guy started, "I won't tell you how to captain..." he walked closer to him, "And you don't tell me how to pirate," he said before he raised his hand and closed it into a fist, causing a blade to come out. He then stabbed the captain in the abdomen, "where's the rest of the crew?" he asked as him and the older guy walked down the corridor.

"Decided discretion was the better part of valor and sealed themselves up in the torpedo bay," the older guy answered.

"Our reputation precedes us," the younger said.

"Your reputation," the older said as he stopped and turned to him, "this is your win," he said as he pointed at him, "here," he said as he handed him a dagger.

The younger one smirked, "can't take that piece of junk. It's the love of your life," he said as he hit the older guy's shoulder.

The older guy smiled, "I never told you the story behind it. This was your grandfather's. He was one of the Navy's first frogmen during World w*r II. He was so stealthy in the water; his unit nicknamed him Manta. But after the w*r, his country forgot about him. So, he went back to the sea, scavenging and surviving with his wit, and this knife. He gave it to me when I was your age. And now it's yours, son," the older man said to his son. His son looked at it before taking the blade in his hands, he unsheathed it and the blade hade a manta ray engraved on it. He looked at it before sheathing it again, smirked and looked at his father.

Back at the control panel, one of the pirates was working on the panel, when he saw something coming fast at them on the raider. Something crushed into the submarine, causing everyone to shake on impact, " did we just hit something?" the son asked the father.

"No. Something hit us," the father said.

"Sir, there's something out there," the man who worked on the panel said into the intercom.

"Another submarine?" the son asked.

"Uh... No. I think it's a man," the man said and then the submarine started to shake as it started to rise. A figure of a man pushing the submarine from below had both his hands on the submarine and was pushing it towards the surface.

The pirates in the submarine were thrown left and right, while straggling to stand. Once the submarine breached the surface of the water, the alarm started to blast through the submarine. The young black man got tohis knee and said, "that's not a man." From the outside, a man jumped out of the water and onto the sub.

"Alpha, to the right. Bravo team, sweep the passageway."

The pirates started to walk around with their guns ready, two of them walked to where the hatch was, and they pointed their guns at the door. The door was then punched into the hall, throwing the two pirates back, the noise caused more pirates to come running and when they got there and man jumped into the submarine, he stood up, to reveal a muscular back filled with tribal tattoos and long hair that reached in between his shoulder blades, he turned to the pirates, "permission to come aboard?" he said in a deep voice, filled with mischief.