The Prophesied Mega: Devouring Tyrant or Sea Guardian?

~~~Location: Celestia's Private Chambers~~~
~~~Time: 7:37 AM~~~
~~~POV: Celestia, 3rd Person~~~

11 months and 1 week after the prophecy began...

It has been a surprisingly calm year... and that's what has Celestia worried.

Ever since the prophecy began, there has been no mention of anything unusual or abnormal going on, and the prophecy hasn't even progressed, making her worry further and further about how much longer until the creature spoken of continues it...

She sighs as she does her daily duty of raising the sun... then, during it, she feels it, right when she's let her guard down... the prophecy has finally continued...

She keeps her magic steady, finishes her duty and quickly rushes through the secret door as she quickly scribbles a note and places it on her bed to be found by whomever may come to see her.

She quickly reaches the room, meeting Luna and Discord in the same room ahead of her, both looking at the same prophecy, blocking her view of it.

"So, it has continued," Celestia says, approaching them.

"Indeed, sister," Luna says, looking back to her with a furrowed brow, "but... the wording of this part has had me worried, especially now..."

As she says that, she moves out of the way allowing Celestia the ability to fully see the prophecy, the previous words now glowing gold, rather than the bright white light that they before, now the newly lit words now glowing as such:

A predator,forcefully removed from the fading light of life, will grow powerful, going on to live as guardian, saving any and all within their flooded domain, or a monster, killing for revenge.

Celestia does gain a worried expression as she carefully re-reads this section...

"I hope..." Luna pauses for a moment, before trying again, "I hope that doesn't mean what I think it means..."

"You and I both, Luna..." Celestia states, putting a hand on Luna's shoulder.

"Personally, I just hope it was quick and painless for them," Discord says, looking like he bit something bitter, "at least that way, the suffering wasn't long..."

"... that's the most serious I've seen you in a long while, Discord," Celestia states looking at him with surprise, then worry as she approaches him. "Would you-?"

"Not today, no," he answers sternly, looking away, seeming more depressed suddenly. "... perhaps I'll pay Fluttershy another visit,she enjoys my surprise visits..."

With that, he snaps his fingers and vanishes, simple as that...

"I'll..." Luna starts, seeming unable to find the right words after that interaction, "... I'll set the guard on alert for anything outside of the norm, has Twilight and her friends found anything?"

Celestia shakes her head, "No, unfortunately, not even her or her equipment have found anything of importance..."

"More waiting..." Luna mutters under her breath before sighing, "Well, nothing we can do now..."

"Unfortunately, you're right," Celestia says in reluctant agreement, "let us return to our duties and see if anything pops up today..."

Luna nods as both return to their chambers.

~~~Location: Beyond Baltimare, Horseshoe Gulf~~~
~~~Time: 8: 27 AM~~~
~~~POV: Baiton Hook, 3rd Person~~~

It's hard for Baiton to think he's been out here in these waters for almost a year now, working alongside the one and only Grey Glider, and that time, they have pulled in both the most amount of, and the biggest, catches compared to almost every other fishers around.

... ping... ping...

"Ah, she's chirping," Grey announced, holding up a loaded harpoon gun, "seems this batch of chum finally got us one, get the speargun Shark Bait."

"Right," Baiton says as he goes and picks up the speargun.

He has earned the nickname 'Shark Bait' after finally getting over the fact he's had to interact with animal remains, and seems to be a natural at making the stuff attract their intended targets.

"Let's see now..." Grey trails off, looking at the sonar, "... seems she's a bit out from the portside of the bow... keep an eye out for any signs of her."

Baiton nods, looking around outside with the speargun in hand, and Grey joins him... watching quietly as the chum slowly disperses in the water...

. . .

"... this one seems a bit cautious, Captain," Baiton states, his brow furrowing, "perhaps a little extra?"

"Give her a bit," Grey states confidently, peaking at the sonar every so often, "if she starts to leave, we'll let her be..."

Baiton nods, and does another once over, right as a fin emerges, and then he aims his speargun towards it, nodding in that direction, allowing Grey to take aim as well.

"Just need to be a little patient," he states confidently, yet quietly, aiming just ahead of the fin before pulling the trigger.

Both the small spear and the harpoon land their mark, the shark suddenly thrashing trying to get away, nearly pulling both overboard.

"Grover's Idol, this one's a biggun!" Grey exclaims, digging his paws into the deck as he and Baiton pull back some and tie the ropes to the side of the boat, before getting some rifles out, watching the line as the shark goes under.

"Easy does it..." Baiton mutters, taking aim at the water before Grey does, then popping off a shot, loading in the next round as the ropes suddenly go a bit slack and a bit of blood comes to the surface from where his bullet landed.

"... fantastic shot, I think you downed her," he compliments Baiton, sounding impressed, he then claps the pegasus on the back with his talon, putting down the rifle he was holding, "you've gotten better with that thing since I started teaching you, soon, you'll be able to start going without me, and be starting your own crew."

"Let's not get too excited just yet," Baiton says with a smile, "We've still gotta bring her up."

They eventually get her on board the boat, with the help of a pulley and winch, however, she's rather big, so big that when hanging from the pulley after being tied up properly, her snout is merely centimeters from the deck.

"She is a monster of a shark, she might even set a new record," Grey says, looking her up and down, then looks with a discerning gaze at a bulge between the shark's pelvic fin. "Say... can you pass me my gutting knife real quick?"

"Uh... sure...?" Baiton says, sounding confused, handing him a knife from the supplies.

Grey cuts it open and reaches in, Baiton looking a bit disturbed, but says nothing, then watches as he pulls out a small shark.

"Ah, that's why she was so cautious, she's near term with little ones," Grey states, the little shark thrashing a bit in his hand, "oi, cut that out, I'm not here for you, you bastard."

He then tosses the little shark out into the water, then proceeds to remove another four more little sharks from the shark's womb, then reaches in one last time, then gains a surprised and confused expression.

"That don't feel quite right..." he says, and before Baiton could ask, he pulls out another, what looks like a shark at first, then when it passes what should be it's torso, that's when differences appear that are not normal for a shark.

"What in Celestia's name...?" Baiton proclaims breathlessly as he stares at their find.

It looks like, what some would call a 'seapony', but... it's more shark-like than one would imagine, in fact, it looks like even the non-shark features still have some features of a shark, and the thrashing makes it a bit difficult to tell, but it even looks like a little girl...

While they are distracted looking her over, she bites onto his other talon, the one holding the knife, making Grey squawk, before trying to remove his hand from her jaw, dropping the knife in the process.

"GAH! You little...!" Grey shouts and begins cursing the likes of which even Baiton hasn't ever heard from him before, "Stop standing there and help me...!"

Baiton shakes out of his stupor and tries to help pry the shark off of Grey's talon, to no avail.

"Buck it," He states before grabbing the knife, and looking to Baiton, "Grab the first-aid kit, quickly."

Baiton nods and runs into the boat, and then Grey proceeds to cut his right talon off, tossing both it and the freak of nature shark overboard with it...

When Baiton returns, he gawks at Grey, now with one less talon before running over, getting the medical supplies open and begins to cover and treat Grey's new stump, him wincing from the pain of the missing limb and treatment.

"Y-y'know, I've..." Grey grunts through the pain, "I've a-always w-wanted a hook, like o-one of those pirate g-griffons from b-back then..." He laughs a bit through the pain as Baiton treats him, who lets out a bit of a snort at the incredulity of his statement.

"Well, you kinda have reason for it now," Baiton jokes back, finishing up the treatment, "let's go back, we got a big catch and you've got a story to tell..."

Grey nods, as Baiton stands at the controls and drives them back to port...