Silverstream woke up. She looked around. She was in a cave. Yappy had told her about caves. There were a few notable caves, such as the one which Velenka was once imprisoned in, the one where the prehistores of Fifth Shiver and later Sixth Shiver lived, the prehistore cave which acted as a museum, and the one where Coral Shiver hid during the reign of Goblin and Razor.

The bulls! She remembered the bulls, about ten of them, came at her. She was with Yappy and Skystar. None of them could do anything.

What was the shiver full of bulls again? The ones which were blamed for destroying Coral Shiver? Razor! That’s right. Razor Shiver must have captured her. At least it wasn’t Sixth Shiver. Silverstream shuddered at the thought of being imprisoned by the ruthless Grimkahn, or Tyro forbid, Hokuu.

Of course Razor wouldn’t let her go. Silverstream sadly swam around her prison, if it could even be called that.

Silverstream thought back on everything that had happened, from the Storm King’s defeat to her capture by Razor Shiver.

Yappy! He would tell the others about what happened! Silverstream regained hope.

The whale bone cage had coral growing out of it, filling in the gaps of the bars. There seemed to be some sort of locking mechanism on the outside, and one could use something small to unlock it. Maybe the stick on the bottom of the cave acted as the key. Silverstream couldn’t reach it, however.

The pink seapony stopped her thinking. Someone else was in the cave. A pufferfish.

“Hey, my name’s Quill,” the pufferfish said. “What’s yours?”

“I’m Silverstream,” she replied. “Why are you in here?”

Quill pondered the question for a moment, before responding, “I don’t know. One moment I was at Stingeroo working for Trank, then the next thing I know, I wake up here. What about you?”

“The bulls ambushed me at the lagoon in Coral Shiver territory,” she explained.

Both Silverstream and Quill noticed a shadow on the wall. Something was coming in.

The creature turned the corner. He was a peculiar kind of shark. His dorsal had a flat top covered with spikes. His body was purple. He was otherwise just a normal shark, albeit a small one.

Behind him were two bulls. One of which was Pico, who Silverstream didn’t recognize. The other was Helios, one of the bulls that attacked her. Both were part of Razor’s line. Pico was second, and Helios was fifth.

“Careful!” The shark angrily said. “My spikes are delicate!” Silverstream could see his spikes retracting in.

Quill moved towards their new cellmate as Pico and Helios left. The strange shark resembled one of the Prehistores Yappy had described.

“Hi, I’m Quill, and this is Silverstream.” Silverstream waved a fin.

“I’m Spike. Spike the Stethacanthus.” He swam to the back of the cave. “I’m here to rescue you.” He pointed a fin at Quill.

“What about me?” Silverstream asked their new friend.

“I don’t even know who you are.” Silverstream then remembered that someone would be coming for her.

“Don’t worry,” Quill reassured, “Someone’s coming for you too.”

He was right. Takiza, Gray, Dart, Skystar, Barkley, and maybe even those giant cousins from the Dark Blue Yappy talked about were coming. There was no way they would leave her behind, right?

Some time later, a bull arrived with some food. A wad of kelp, a dead tuna, and some mystery food. It looked like something Professor Pinkie Pie would make.

The food was gone almost as fast as it came. “At least we won’t starve,” Spike said jokingly.

Silverstream, Quill, and Spike waited in silence for something to happen. Almost a full hour later, another bull arrived in the cave. Razor. The captor swam right up to the bars made of whale bone.

“I suppose you’d like to know why I have gathered you all here.” Spike glared daggers at Razor, almost literally, because the stethacanthus’s spikes had popped out, which meant his previous statement was a lie. “First, let me tell you a story. Have you ever heard the tragedy of Riptide Shiver and Gystrom?”

“I don’t think so,” Quill replied.

“There once was a bull named Gystrom. He ruled the powerful Drujikia Shiver in the North Atlantis. His shiver’s power was only matched by the ancient Riptide Shiver. He had a friendship with the leader of Riptide. That friendship was the only thing stopping the two shivers from going to war. When Gystrom died, his son took over and named the shiver after himself. Not too long later, Riptide suffered the same fate. The two shivers finally went to war, and you know what happened? Finnivus. Indi Shiver attacked in the middle of the Great Atlantis War, and ended it faster than it began. But the leader of the former Drujikia Shiver would not give up. He waited in the Sparkle Blue until his chance finally came, and he took it. That shark was me. I am the son of Gystrom, and Goblin is the son of Riptide’s leader, Alyssa.”

“Wow,” Silverstream said. “You wanted something, and it was taken away from you.” (smells like tl;dr and wanting a hero to be a bad guy) (shut up Uber).

“Of course. I hope you understand.”

“Bro if that not at all sad story was supposed to make us sympathetic to you, you are an absolute failure,” Spike said.

“We are a failure, comrade,” Quill joked. Spike stared at Quill, as if communism was a joke (but it is a joke).

“Come. Let me show you what remains of my homewaters.”

“Why did you lock us up if you were going to let us go?” Silverstream asked.

“I didn’t want you leaving before I had the chance to talk to you. The three of you are the perfect ones to carry out my plan to destroy Goblin once and for all.” Razor dropped down to the cave floor to pick up a waterlogged stick. He used the stick to open the door.

The three former prisoners stretched their fins. Razor motioned for them to follow him, and swam out of the cave.

Spike looked at Silverstream as if to ask what to do. Silverstream shrugged and followed the bull. Spike and Quill left after her.

They soon arrived at a place that seemed as if it used to be teeming with life. A large rock with a few short strands of kelp around it sat in the middle of the area.

“That's Speaker’s Rock,” Razor explained. “Now, the Tuna Run is coming up in a month. Seems fitting that I will defeat Goblin in the same place he tried to kill me.”

Silverstream looked around again. There were several bulls swimming around. Twelve of them were lined up. Several wahoo were at some sort of starting line for a race. The wahoo in the lead yelled something, and the wahoo were off.

They were fast! Silverstream couldn’t keep up with them! They were just blurs!

When the wahoo reached the point where the first six bulls were, the sharks struck. Three wahoo were eaten. They reached the second group of six, and only one was caught.

“What’s that?” Silverstream asked Razor as the wahoo moved back to the start.

“That’s Tuna Roll. The wahoo, led by Wisko, call it an honor to be eaten in a game of Tuna Roll. They’re really weird, but they do taste good.”

Razor then introduced the gang to his line. Unsurprisingly, every single one was a bull shark. The first was a girl named Terra. Terra seemed pretty much emotionless. The second, who they already knew, was Pico, and he was actually kinda nice once they got to know him. The third, Polut, hated landsharks (whatever those were) more than anyone else Silverstream had met. The fourth, Hyperion, seemed to just be a big braggart. And the fifth, Helios, was just a straight up jerk, even after everyone knew him. Apparently Razor had wanted his sister Selene in the line instead, but a mix-up caused the much more incompetent Helios to be admitted (either that or the author wanted someone incompetent in every line).

It seemed maybe Razor wasn’t as bad as Yappy seemed to think (wow that's totally not foreshadowing Skystar vs Silverstream)

“God fucking damnit Hollow where the fuck are we?” Spear practically was screaming into Hollow’s face. He would be screaming if they weren’t underwater.

“Uh…” Hollow stammered.

The entirety of Goblin Shiver plus a tiger and two makos were in an area like a bar. Behind the bar was a very strange orange bipedal creature with an elongated snout... I give up, it's just Jar Jar Binks but a bartender.

“Meesa want to serve you drinks!” said Jar Jar. “Meesa name is Jar Jar Drinks!”

“I think we made a grave missnake,” Spear muttered.

“Well no, duh,” said the random sea snake in the corner.

Takiza, Skystar, Dart, Gray, Barkley, and Striiker arrived at Fathomir. Leilani and Onyx remained behind to unite the Atlantis Ocean against Goblin and Razor. Snork went to talk to the Bladefish.

Jetty Shiver was no more. Kelp Shiver was already mobilizing. The two sharks who were never a threat to the ocean were now the biggest.

Velenka and Judijoan let the experienced sharks back in the positions of power. Gray was pleasantly surprised to see Shear alive again.

How would zombie sharks defeat the recombined might of Riptide United? Nobody knows but my nose. Also because they pretty much can’t die until the portal closes, but if their bodies remain, they would still be able to come back to life.

Since there was a clear win condition, that being closing the portal to the Sparkle Blue, the war wouldn’t be that hard.

Speaking of the Sparkle Blue, there were two sharks there. A young bull shark, and an even younger thresher.

Shell, the bull, and Mari, the thresher, were conversing. As they were swimming, they bumped into a tiger shark. The tiger was in front of a portal similar to the one which Hokuu guarded.

There was a scalloped hammerhead speaking to the tiger. Mari recognized him immediately. Xander del Hav’aii, Lochlan’s third, and Kendra’s second. Mari stealthily moved closer to the two sharks.

“... Ranier, listen. Lochlan went out there already, and I just want to go with him. And I want to talk to Tydal, but that’s not important right now.”

“Xander, I understand that you want to help your friend, but he gave me specific orders on what sharks I’m allowed to send through, and you’re not one of them.”

“If the Kraken’s Cult is allowed to send whoever they want back, then why can’t you?”

“... who did Takiza say was better than you again?”

“Some idiot named Requiem. I totally could destroy him though. I could be...”

While Ranier was ranting about Requiem, Xander sent himself through the portal. Shell and Mari looked at each other. They instantly understood what the other was thinking. They rushed past Ranier so fast and hard that he became dizzy and blacked out.

As they were travelling through the portal, Mari could see her past, present, and possible futures. She saw the day she and Striiker left Goblin Shiver, when they met Shell and Snork, when the four of them met Gray and Barkley, their game of Tuna Roll against Goblin and his line, the First Battle of the Tuna Run, the Battle of Riptide, Shell’s death, the Battle of the Maw, Gray killing Finnivus, her own death, Gray killing Grimkahn, and Takiza killing Hokuu. She saw the future she envisioned with Rogue Shiver. Her friends.

Shell, on the other hand (fin?), saw most of the same things, except he also saw himself as a finja, fighting alongside Striiker.

After a while of watching their lives flash before their eyes, they were spat out. In the firewaters. Between AuzyAuzy and Hammer Shivers. Which meant that they were in the most hotly contested waters of the Sific Ocean.

Almost immediately, they were surrounded by hammerheads from the north and a group of sharks of all kinds from the south.

“Stop right where you are!” a hammerhead demanded.

“You’re under arrest on the authority of Queen Jaunt!” a silvertip reef shark shouted from the other side.

On the land, two landsharks (humans) were speaking to one another. They were at a train station, and a large humanoid shark creature was standing there, menacingly.

“Why the fuck is there a shark in the train station, Harold?” one of them said.

“Sir, that isn’t a shark,” the other man, named Harold, replied.

“What the fuck is it then?” Michael demanded.

“It’s a man,” explained Harold, “Who turned into a shark.”

Nanaue stopped menacingly staring at Harold and his boss. His attention was turned to his hand.

“Just get him off, Harold!”

“But sir, that’s King Shark! He’s a villain!”

“And!?”

“That’s the protagonist's job! I’m not even a relevant side character!”

“YOU FUCKING DUMBASS WHY DOES THAT MATTER GET HIM OFF MY TRAIN STATION!!” Harold’s boss was literally screaming into Harold’s face. Harold backed up for five steps, then promptly turned around and ran away.

“HAROLD!!!!”

“FUCK YOU AND SEE YOU TOMORROW!”

“YOU’RE FIRED!”

“YOU CAN’T FIRE ME I QUIT!”

"YOU CAN'T QUIT YOU'RE FIRED!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!"

Author's Note

Help I have the exact opposite of writer’s block. It's so bad that this is now officially my longest story.

Anyway, Harold’s going scuba diving near the Bahamas soon. Michael is a terrible boss.

Character profile (Harold): Harold hates his boss. Unfortunately for him, he is a relevant side character, which means he's gonna have to solve at least one major problem on his own. He hates that. Also he has broken the fourth wall more times than Deadpool, Pinkie Pie, Rick Sanchez, Ryan George, and the Gang (Narrator (Prism Shard), Parentheses Guy (NightFlame and Uber, depending on the situation), Editor (Prism Shard), Author (NightFlame), and Brackets Guy and Braces Guy combined