'Ah, an retarded.'This was the thought that would imminently jump into the mind of Derous. Why derous had such an opinion about the guy, he had just met in his life, was just because of how he spoke, the singing was extremely weird and made no sense. From the looks of it he was one of those tough guys that weren't really tough, that were just putting on an act. Someone that would quickly fold once they realized they were powerless against a foe. Ah, and the disturbing smirk was also weird. Derous though, even with all theses thoughts of the fellow Marine, wouldn't make this such a big deal.

"Yes, you are completely right. You have been assigned here, to work as one of my nurses. Your rank no longer matters around me, okay? You are a nurse my friend." Derous would stop leaning against the doorway and begin to walk passed the shorter Marine. The expression he had was that of a calm one that held no disdain or sore feeling for the man, even though he did.

"Patrol this area, as I assume you already know the situation we all are in. As I need to go have a talk with our, higher ups." And with that Derous would pick up his pace to a bit of a faster walk, as he quickly wants to have a talk with those higher ups. First about how he didn't understand why some idiot was sent to him, and also talk to them about the situation.

Hours would pass by and the night quickly came, but Derous still hadn't returned yet. His meeting having a bunch of harsh words thrown around, but all of that was out of frustration, and he understood that. So, unlike them, he was the voice of reason and tried to fix the problems that they had. As it seemed he was the only Marine, in his mind, that understood and could grasp the situation they were all in.

Though, at this time in the meeting between all of the yelling he had a bad feeling. Due to last night the wall being edited and the message added on to, the same thing would have to happen again. And with how dumb the higher ups were acting, only a few Marines would be near the message. Those marines being the few station at the infirmary, the hallway being able to look at the message and also down into the gallows. And finally the other Marines who were stationed to watch over the message.  

Well, there were marines stationed there. At this point in time what was there was a nothing but bloody mess, and a strange little creature just chewing away at the remains of a poor Marine. Seems he was the culprit in editing the message and this time he did more than that.

"Make me!" Would be the provoking remark the Fishman would utter, but his movements would seem completely different. As he said it he would put his hands on his head as instructed, and also move as fast as he could downward till his face would seem to slam against the ground. Though it seemed he would do something to inflict pain onto himself he didn't as a second later he would be gone, his power jaws effortlessly allowing him to tunnel through the concrete.

Now, underground, and completely gone from the peripherals. Since the Marines behind the fishman were frozen in fear and didn't fire their guns at the Fishman this should be done without any problem. Also the Marine that gave the orders had gotten into a fighting stance and didn't seem to advance forward but rather wait for something to him, he might not be able to do anything.

The Fishman wouldn't stay in the same spot either but rather position himself, underground, under the Marine in the fighting stance. Just under his left foot, and quickly as he moved to that spot he would come up just a little bit so that his mouth would be able to swallow at least up to the man's ankle. This attack could or could not happen it all relies on how the target reacts. As only around ten seconds had elapsed.  


Derous, finally, had left out of the meeting and was going to resume his patrol with his new nurse. But once he got to the infirmary hallway he didn't see the guy, and out of chance he spotted him in the gallows with a few other Marines. Turning his attention to them he wondered what they were doing and then he spotted it, the blood all around. "Seems that there is an enemy around. I wonder what the Nurse will do."

"I guess that is a true ending." Derous would utter as he was finished watching the fight, the ending. Derous would yawn as he would begin to start his patrol. As that is all he could do at this time, his assistance or intervention not needed.

What he, Derous, had seen was the Fishman emerging from the ground and attempt to devour the Nurses's ankle. Due to Nurse jumping into the air the Fishman, foolishly, continued pushing himself up. Set on devouring it's intended target, and not paying attention at all to the change in the man's change in approach.  As the guy didn't jump just straight upward but also forward, just a bit, so that he would be just out of the reach of this Fishman's powerful teeth.

And before the Fishman could land or change his motion in anyway a gun shot would echo through out this area, and the body of the Fish man would be pushed by it's forced just a little so that it would fall on the ground besides his already made hole. And due to where the bullet had landed, his eye and out the other side, the Fishman would be dead. But, the other Marines would finally get courage and rush over to land blows to make sure the Fishman had died.

It was over, at this time, and the Marines had won. They had defeated the one response for editing the message further to spook the Marines even more. Now what was all to do was for the killer, Seth, to go and report what had happened.

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"He should have been back by now, what is he doing?"

"He is dead."

"WHAT!?! How do you even know this?!"

"Don't ask me such a thing, just trust me. And send in those four next time, I want them to feel our pain. And tell them they can do as they please."

This talk would happen between two individuals on one of the warships surrounding the 80th Branch.