Ocean hunters

The seas were everywhere, not a speck of land could be found. Here in the East Pacific was a large harbor city, the capital of the local ocean. Within were traders, merchants, fishermen, and people of many different histories and stories to tell. In one such part of the city was a merchants square, this is where Samael currently was to bring in his latest haul of fish to sell.

He spoke to him like he knew the man well, being surface dwellers they were used to this kind of commerce.

"Jupiter! Jupiter! Wake up! There is work to be done!" The covers were pulled off of Jupiter in her slumber, startling her awake. She dreamed of a far away island where no one would tease her, where she could live happily. Blinking her eyes she groaned as a small light sensitivity headache started to form from behind her eyes. She had just gotten in from a fishing trip the night before, with little too no sleep she dragged herself off the bed. Her mother started yelling at Jupiter in a foreign language. Jupiter didn't bother to learn her mother's 'secret' language, the old woman was nuts.

"Ma! I get it! I'm a grown adult quit lecturing me!" Jupiter yelled back at her mother, who had another mouth full to say about that. Jupiter rubbed her temples before shooing her mother away so she could get ready for the day. "That woman is going to be the death of me." She said to herself as she started getting dressed in her usual jumpsuit, pulling her brown shoes up. She walked to the black stone bowl she had sitting on her desk, sitting beside it was a matching black stone vase with a spout on the top. She lifted it up by the oval shaped handle and tipped it over, watching the water pour out into the bowl. Jupiter then washed her face, and ran water through her hair to make it cleaner. Since this was the only form of bathing she would get for the next couple days.

Jupiter left the house in a hurry thanks to her mother, she dragged along a cart full of her catch from her ship to her mother's shop at the marketplace. She was greeted by several neighbors that knew her as only her mother's daughter. However the ones that knew that she stood up for the sea folk all those years ago still to this day gave her strange looks. However her mother had paid them very well to keep their mouths shut, Jupiter still had a feeling whispers about her always followed. Once she would get to her mother's stand, she would stock her baskets and repeat the whole process.

"Alright, Ma. That's the last load. You should be good for a couple days." Jupiter said as she wiped the sweat from her forehead before it got in her eye.

"Your not my only employee Jup, go enjoy the rest of your week." She said, handing her a pouch, heavy of coins. Jupiter smiled, proud of herself for a much larger profit. She hugged her mother goodbye and headed back for her boat, wanting to get out to sea before too many people came out to the docks.

Vrillus Ae'gathea waited by the boat city, spear in hand. He looked at it from the coral reef he stood on underwater with such intense hatred it very well could have boiled the water he was in. He didn't dare poke his head up, yet. There were too many humans, and they would kill him on site, just for looking different. He'd given up hope on them a long time ago.
Soon, he promised himself, Soon, you can kill all those murdering, betraying bastards. But for now you must wait. You can't go.
Yet.

Not too far from Jupiters boat was Samael's own fishing boat, appropriately made for someone like him. After he had finished business with the merchant he boarded it. A look of experience, of knowing exactly where he was going was present on his face.

This attracted Samael, curious of what that smacking sound was. He looked over to see Jupiter flat on the dock after apparently ran right into the pole. Surprisingly despite his stoic appearance he found this to be quite amusing and give a quick smirk. "Trying to be easier prey for the sharks?" He asked from across his boat in a sarcastic tone.

He let out a hearty laugh at her joke, his smile quite prevelant. "Keep that up and the sea folk will see to that." He gave a single glance to the water, though he meant it as a joke he was quite aware of how dangerous the sea monsters and their kin are.

Wes pulled his steam powered boat into the dock city. He'd been away for a few months, but it had been a fruitful journey. He had managed to get his hands on several relics on this trip which he planned to trade, well at least a few of them, the others he still planned on studying.

After tying up his boat to the docks, Wes stepped off with a large canvas sack thrown over his back. He walked past Samael and Jupiter.

"Sam!" He greeted with his typical big smile. "Long time no see. How's business these days? Remind me to stop by your stand later, I got something you might be interested in. I'll also need to stock up on fish for my next trip." He said as he passed by and headed to the market square to do some trading of his own if he could find some one interested.

"Aye, a safe journey to you." He spoke those last words to her before she departed, getting his own boat ready to go. His boat was quite a relic for the time, a bit beaten up but looked seaworthy enough to last for months.

Wes quickly found his way to a small stand at the center of town with the other shopkeepers. Another young man about his same age was tending to the stand and greeted Wes with a big smile.

"Wes! Good to see ya, man. You tell the boss that you're back yet?" The guy asked.

"Hey Tony! No, not yet. I just pulled in. I was hoping to get back out as soon as possible, I got some good leads on the legendary beasts and some possible information from the old world. I'm just stopping here to do some trading and get enough food to make the journey."

"Better let him know you're here or he'll charge you double for rental space."

"On my way there now." Wes smiled as he found his way to a small little shanty where he just walked in. The door opened into an office where a short fat little man sat going over paperwork.

"Ah, hello Wes. Back from your last journey I see. Did you find anything good?"

"Yup, just here looking to rent a stand for about two weeks at the most. Gonna unload then get back out there."

"Well what have you got for me?"

Wes took the bag off his shoulder and rummaged through it before he pulled out a small, grey, rectangular, plastic device with a small square in the center made of a transparent plastic. He set the thing down on the desk.

"According to my source, this was a portable electronic video game device called a 'Game Boy'. A cartridge with a game would be inserted into the slot on the back and a video game would appear on the screen."

The fat man picked up the device and looked it over.

"Okay, this should cover a few weeks of rent. You can take stand 4-B."

"Thanks boss." He said before leaving the office and heading to his stand and spreading his treasure across it.

Vrillus saw a boat start to head off into a distance. A human, isolated from the others, that he could drag down into the depths. Perfect.
Vrillus quickly swam over and leaped onto the boat. "Soroth jok no!" he shouted in the sea monster language, brandishing his spear. Die human!