I knew why they’d come. Albino skin makes me a target. I’m twice the size of others of my kind. It makes me a challenge.
A nasty scar, stretched along his face and down his torso. Greying temples beset his dark eyes. Lunacy behind those eyes. I had seen men like him before.
Steel pierced flesh. My flesh. …
Thrashing my massive fluke, I broke free, destroying their craft. I tore off the leg of the scarred man, swallowing it whole.
His screams echoed through Big Blue for miles.
Doubtful I’ll see him again.