"Hey! What's all that noise for? What's going on?" a distant voice called.
The second man from the storage room ran past you, a look of shame on his face. "I am terribly sorry Mr. Joestar. We seem to have had a bit of a stowaway problem."
"EehhhH???? I thought you guys checked everything before we even left?"
"We did... she must've slipped through some time afterwards."
"She?" several voices questioned at once.
"I SAID PUT ME THE FRICK DOWN!!" You finally managed to wriggle out of the brute's grasp and off his shoulder. Unfortunately, though, as soon as you turned to move, he grabbed you firmly by the upper arm and lifted you from the ground the same way as he did earlier. The man shoved you outwards away from him, and gazed past you speaking with irritation "What do you want us to do with her, Mr. Joestar?"
"huh?" you tilted your head around to see who he was talking to.
"It's you? I thought we told you to go home. What are you doing here?"
"I... I came here because I needed to tell you something..." You paused a moment to build confidence in your next few words. "I am coming with you guys! I can't go anywhere else until I help you take down that asshole!"
"We already talked about this. You need to go home. You're lucky we are only a few miles out, we can still get you back."
"Why won't you listen to me?! I am going to help you guys! I have to!" You have never spoken with so much intent in all your life. Vicious tears started to well up in your eyes from the emotion, or perhaps also from the pain of being held up so harshly. You turned to look back at the man holding onto you. "Fucking, LET. ME. GO!" In one final effort, you brought your knees to your chest and kicked into the man. The force granting you your freedom, but at a price. Your body flew into the air, and you had a moment to realize that, while the man was holding you, you were dangerously close to the railing of the boat. Your eyes looked down, not to be met with floor, but fast approaching water. A long slew of curses sounded from your lips as you plummeted towards the sea below.
"Ha! Right into the water! Talk about energetic." the man with silver hair bemused as he ran over to the edge.
"What's she planning to do now?" wondered the red-head, following suit.
"Should we do anything to help?" said the older man with slight concern, following the others.
"Just leave 'em. She got herself into this mess, she can figure her own way out." retorted the one clad in black.
You wadded in the water for a moment, feverishly glancing between the boat and the shore far off in the distance.
Well this was a fine mess I've gotten myself into. Can I even get back on the boat now? You looked back at the boat and saw the Joestar party looking over the railing at you. What are they doing? Looking at me like some sad lost child. Tsk. Then a crew member ran towards the railing in a huff pointing over at the water around you. He started yelling something, but the only word you could hear was 'SHARKS'.
Sharks?... Wait. Shit. You looked around and saw an ominous fin approaching your location. How the hell can I fight off that? I could use Supernova's heat, but... no... I'd boil the water with me in it? Deciding your only option was to flee, you kicked off and swam in the other direction.
"That's not good."
"OIIII! YOU'RE NOT FAST ENOUGH! GET OUT OF THE WAY!"
"huh?" You chanced a look behind, a fatal mistake. The shark was right on top of you. Your only option was to brace yourself against its attack, but it never came. The second the shark opened its jaws you heard a resounding "ORA ORA" and the creature shot up out of the water. You floated, mouth agape, as some aethereal purple muscle man pummeled the beast into oblivion.
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