The city sewer system wasn’t the place anyone would like to go to. Especially not a “god”. Yet there he was, walking around in that disgusting place, holding his dagger in his hand. Brass looked at the water from time to time, searching between the garbage and the dead bodies that were thrown in there by the local mafia, hoping to see some movement underwater. His target was known to live there since Mr. Fish can’t really live with most of his body out of the water for too long. Brass had a feeling as if someone was watching him from a safe distance. The quiet sounds of gasping and the sound of splashes from afar proved it correctly.
“Come on, Fishy, don’t be a coward.” Brass said. “Just come here and I’ll make your death quick."
Fish swam as quickly and as quietly as he could, hoping his brother won’t get to him. He heard about his deeds and didn’t want to be the next tale of his “glory”.
“Fishy, I see you.” Brass said, getting closer and closer with each second.
Fish began to think that this was the end. He could already imagine Brass pulling him out of the water and stabbing him to death, leaving his body to rot.
Fish looked back, seeing Brass walking close to the edge of the sidewalk, preparing to pull him out when suddenly there was a gunshot.
A man walked over to the hooded automaton, holding a shotgun and looking at him with pure hatred.
“Don’t try this shit.” the man said.
Brass ran away like the coward that he is.
Fish swam over to the man, pulling his body halfway out of the water and pulled the man into a hug.
“Skip, what the fuck took you so long?” Fish asked him.
“Had to get us some lunch, you know.” Skip replied. “Got you some fried anchovies.”
“What did I do to deserve you?” Fish sighed as he smiled at him when he heard the name of his favorite meal.
“Hey, you’re the only one who agreed to work with me.” Skip said as he led the shocked fish towards their hideout. “Are you okay? Your brother was this close to getting your ass.”
“Yeah, thank god you arrived.” Fish sighed.
“I think your injury affected your swimming abilities a little.” Skip said.
“Nah, you think?” Fish sarcastically said, then added. “That guy was this close to killing me as well.”
“Who?” said a familiar voice behind them.
They turned around to find three of Fish’s siblings standing behind them. Skip already knew two of them- Ms. Sweeie and Mr. Headless. They were his favorite costumers when it comes to weapons and information. The third one, who was a complete stranger to Skip, leaned down and patted Fish’s head.
“Hot, stop that!” Fish whined as his older brother laughed.
“Uh, so THIS is that Hot guy you two were talking about sometimes.” Skip told the two assassins.
“Hot, this is Skip.” Fish said. “My co-worker and they guy who saved my ass from Brass a couple minutes ago.”
“Brass was here?” Hot asked.
“Sadly.” Fish said. “And you have no idea how hard it is to run away from him between all the bodies that Lost threw in the river.”
“Shall we talk in the usual place, or...?” Headless asked Skip.
“We were just heading over there.” Skip said. “We can talk over there.”
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They entered the hideout threw a gate, and Fish had to swim through an underwater tunnel to get to them. The water in the hideout was cleaner. Fish ad several stairs he could sit on in the water, and there were several couches and bean bags for the rest to sit on. Skip put some shrimps and Achonvies near Fish, and the hybrid began eating those.
“Who’s helping him?” Fish asked, putting another shrimp in his mouth.
“Cole Ector.” Sweetie said.
Fish immediately spat the shrimp in panic.
“Oh. hell no.” Fish said. “Not messing with him again.”
“Again?” Hot asked. “What do you mean?”
That’s when he saw the humongous scars on Fish’s body.
“I’ve met him before.” Fish said. “It wasn’t pretty.”
Headless immediately moved to sit next to his younger brother, looking into his eyes with a serious look.
“What did he do to you?” He asked.
Fish took a deep breath before talking.
“It was a year ago, I think.” Fish said. “Skip was selling some of our weapons in the market, and I had to stay here because I can’t really get out of the water.”
“So why not use a fish tank?” Ms. Sweetie asked.
“Tried it. Got stuck.” Fish answered, then continued his story. “I was swimming in my free time, searching for some spare parts for some stuff. That was when someone pulled me out of the water. Grabbed me by my neck and just pulled me out.”
Fish stared at the water, hand holding his injured part of the body.
“When he threw me onto the floor, that’s when I saw it was him.” Fish said. “But before I could say anything, he pulled out a fucking knife and began stabbing and stabbing. I could see organs that I’d never thought that I’d see them outside of my body. It was horrible. He didn’t put me back in the water when he finished, either. Just left me to choke and bleed to death.”
“Wait, so how are you still alive?” Sweetie asked.
“This guy.” Fish said and pointed at Skip. “He returned I think two minutes later when I began to suffocate. He used his jacket to stop the bleeding for a while and dragged me here through the water. Then treated my wounds...”
“I needed you for business.” Skip said.
“Nah, you love me and you know that.” Fish laughed.
“Wait, so do you know why he did that?” Hot asked.
“He said something about proving himself worthy?” Fish said.
“Typical Ector.” Sweetie said.
“I’ll fucking kill him.” Headless said.
“Hold on,” Skip said. “Who is this Cole Ector guy?”
Fish looked at his co-worker with a serious look.
“There’s a 21 mister.” Fish answered. “But he was locked away in the basement.”
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