I'm a Stingray?

After making a dash for it, the young one could hear a lot of vocabulary that sounded rough yet short, most likely curse words. It sounded a bit funnier when the water itself along with the mask, muffled half of the sound of which that human unleashed.

Timmy did not understand the italian language, but such a shout can't be honey mixed with sugar but likely the opposite.

He planned to charge again, but now it was far too risky considering the human was raging more than ever. That and the sea disk could hear a spear fling across the water and then the other.

That part was concerning, Timothy did not want to know how getting speared felt like. So once more, he became scared to attack although on the other hand, he was laughing it up.

The third spear flung across the waters, whistled like a missile come to think of it. At that point, he couldn't help thinking. "How many spears does this jackass have?"

Probably plenty, but since it would take a while to reload a speargun, not to mention find and untangle the ones that were shot out. Such setbacks can lend an advantage, but it was not to use them now.

After a 10 minute wait, the enemy humanoid had calmed down by a half and after seeing the odds, swimming to the surface became the best idea.

Perhaps the enemy wanted to check on his friend, or himself as the recent inflicted wounds weren't so light either.

This was a sign for whom can take an extra step towards landing more damage, the stingray can attack of course.

So slowly but surely, Timmy began to follow the enemy but steered clear from that spear for the sake of not becoming sushi today.

As the human poked his head through the water's surface, a sharp pain encrusted what was a large shout. Every type of pain was half welcome when dealing with marine animals, but this human did not expect a sharp unbearable pain in the anus.

After landing the not so deadly blow, Tim started twisting his fins to reach for the ocean bottom, feeling satisfied by the cumulative landed blows.

Right before he was about to hide in some coral, a fast moving object broke his momentum and almost nailed the young boy against the coral.

If he dared to swim just a hunch faster through that split second, a headshot would have become the unfavourable inevitable!

Happy that he survived this without losing a single point, Timmy took a mild turn and his belly faced the sand... which didn't fail to release unfavourable feelings, once thinking how sand was made.

He rushed straight forward and didn't worry at all regarding what the humanoid can do. Even with all that gear, the enemy was slow underwater so no harm was expected.

After swimming 20 meters away, he could hear a familiar tone gesturing with a shout. "Over here!"

He didn't bother stopping to figure out a better idea of where that voice came from, but instead just kept swimming and tried to determine through it.

He swam about 10 more meters away but then heard that same tone yelling out, "Over here dumbass!"

At that point he was sure that this fine little lady was Osira, but yet did not figure it out where it all came from. He didn't, before taking a peek on the left.

"There you are." The sea pancake spoke out after spotting an orange fellow, happy no doubt before he charged straight forward.

Reaching the 2 fish, he encouraged. "Let's get the hell out of here."

...

"That was incredible!" The blue lipped fish yelled out after they took a second to relax, 200 meters away from the enemy.

"Yup, those humans never knew what was coming to them." Tim answered, a tad bit less enthusiastic and trying to ignore the fact that he was human in the past life.

"They didn't!" The lady answered once more and then felt obliged to tell, "I'm Stacey by the way."

Knowing that he will inevitably forget the name due to this lady's soon to come department, the stingray just gave a dim nod and cited. "Okay, I'm Tim and that's my friend Osira."

Her enthusiasm still strong, the blue fish yelled out. "Nice names! Okay so now we have one more pace to go. After you attack those humans, I'll join the group you have."

Getting a hunch more offended now, yet sad when recalling his past life, Tim gave a slight shout. "It's more of a village at this point, lady. Don't offend it by calling it a group!"

Excusing the stingray's effort all thanks to what he can do, Stacey shouted back but with good intent. "Okay, it's a village. Now can we go and hurt humans? I want them to feel pain, just like they're making our fish kind suffer!"

His mood spoiled by now, he felt it best to point out. "This is becoming tiring, I never did a job this big for a reward this small. Know that I won't risk myself, will just sting a few humans and come back."

"Okay that's fair. I'll do the most work when we get back to the... village. That way you'd be in my debt." After hearing the lady utter that out, the other end of the stick couldn't figure out if that was meant to be said out loud or thought.

So Osira became the first to speak out, "Nobody owes anyone debt, especially Tim."

Understanding where this conversation took a spiky turn, the blue lipped lady was quick to improvise. "Of course of course... but I'll do more work than anyone else and in exchange, you'll attack a human or two for me through your journeys."

Recalling all the dens he saw so far, Tim felt happier to assure. "I can work with that."

Circling in her spot, the smallest fish here cited in utter joy. "Then we have a deal! Now let's go hurt some more of these bastards!"