Shark attack

The pattern of clinking on the hull hadn't changed as I went to the bridge so I wasn't in any real rush. However I certainly didn't understand what I saw.

It was the scaled people. The same as the dead one we had found before. Just there was many many more. The ones around the hull were poking it with what I would have called spears, but we were underwater so it was more likely they were harpoons.

Their shape kind of proved that too, designed to be lodged in the larger fish types so as to not break loose. Also they came in many different colors. Mostly blues and greens. But there were blacks, whites, grey, I saw a few reds and yellows. Not to mention the ones that had different patters of scale colors. Like one with a black back with red shoulders and a white belly.

Then I remembered they were attacking the submarine. Right so definitely aggressive.

"You would think they would stop trying. Do they not realize there is no effect?" Kasey said bewildered.

First thing I did was stop the sub. I could see we were just plowing through them so I stopped it. "Certainly not smart... or they are protecting something."

I ran a scan on them, the surroundings, and just a scan to see what I could find.

First off and most interesting find I had was the females. Apparently the data we had gotten before was incomplete. Apparently the 'male' we had scanned wasn't really a male. It was female that had laid her eggs... in the male. Which certainly explained some of the conflicting data we had on it.

Don't get me wrong the males still had sperm just they gave it to the girl then the girl **** their eggs on the males. How did I know this? Well the scan revealed their home... some kind of giant crab with shelters built on its back. They were nomads. Or that was a transport. Either way inside the scanners revealed three of the girls dumping their egg loads into a singular dude before grabbing harpoons.

I recognized battle preparations when I saw them, the warriors were getting rid of anything that would hinder them. The two fins/leg design they had going meant that the belly expansion could be greater... That one male? He had six females worth of eggs inside him. I couldn't help but be impressed at the fact he was fertilizing three women at once. Scanners only showed me the facts though, so I didn't really have an idea how it worked.

I turned the submarine away, to go around them. The clinking on the hull from their harpoons lessened somewhat but didn't really stop even as we got further away they didn't let up.

"Did you ever ask little fish about them?" I asked Kasey. I'm pretty sure we talked about it before.

"No but I definitely will now. That's for sure." I pulled up an image of a female warrior. The frozen image of her thrusting the harpoon forward with all her serrated teeth showing was very intimidating.

"I don't think this is where they actually live." I said after a while of gazing at the image of the them. She wore a chest wrap made of some kind of cloth. I didn't really understand why though, she didn't have breasts. Not to mention that her egg layer was still fully erect and visible. Maybe they thought that armor wasn't as needed as an extra pointy stick would be.

Before Kasey could ask the obvious question I knew was coming I answered it. "Because there is no children. This is either a convoy, scouting party, or some hunting trip." I spun the image of the female around out of the small of their backs, just above their asses was rather thick tails that ended with wide fins that gave them rather quick boosts of speed when moving around.

Did I want to fuck it? Yes yes I did. They certainly wouldn't be the first race to have more animalistic features. Having a pointed snout full of sharp teeth wouldn't even be new. So I WAS interested... maybe if they stopped poking my sub with harpoons I might give it a try.

A gentle slap on my head brought me out of my thoughts. "Well, it doesn't seem they will stop what do we do?" I minimized the picture and looked at the scanner results. Surrounding the sub on all sides had to be 20 of them, most of them had moved to the cockpit since they could see us through the transparent dome just sitting down casually chatting. I wonder how they would react if the Merfolk were brought up here.

Swiping away the data and looking at the navigation I sighed. "For now? We do nothing and hope they stop. If not we wait for little fish and her mom to wake up before we do anything after we ask about them."

I quickly figured out why they never seemed to tire. Once one got tired another showed up to take their place, having rested and actually putting what they used for clothes on. It was a rather strange piece, if I had to guess probably the shell of some giant crab tied together with some kind of rope or string. Considering the merfolk, these people were more modest, you know wearing clothes and all that. However they were much bigger about sharing. Or maybe that was just something their warriors did for efficiency. I imagine that have one male to satisfy every female would seriously slow down the convoy, especially when they were laden with the rather numerous eggs they lay.