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Too dry, too warm, can't breathe. These were the thoughts running through the tiger shark's panicked mind.

Not long ago she had been happily picking through rocks and sand in the shallows looking for trinkets or even a small snack, all thoughts of treasures left her however as a shadow moved overhead.

"One of those surface things, a boat!" She thought, but when she turned to look she failed to notice the net coming in behind her.

Once she stopped watching the vessel move over her she finally took note of the mesh that seemed to suddenly surround her. She tried to swim out of it but was too late to escape, soon it closed around her completely. While she wasn't hurt, she quickly realized that it was only going to get worse. The net was rising, getting closer to the surface, closer to the stuff that she couldn't breath! Her struggles redoubled, pulling at the opening and even biting with her serrated teeth, but nothing stopped her slow ascent as the opening eventually broke the surface.

Not long after so did she, holding her mouth and gills closed as long as she could, she flopped and thrashed as she tried to make out the blurry figures on the small Fishing Boat, not having much success there she gestured wildly back to the water, hoping they'd let her go once they saw her panic, and she briefly held hope that it worked once the net stopped! However once it began to swing over the boat her face fell even further. When it came to a complete stop the net was dropped down, the impact causing her to open her mouth in pain and dump the water she had been holding on to, letting that horrible atmosphere flood in.

She gasped, then gasped again while her gills flared and spiracles flexed, getting less and less out of the burning air each time. The surface people worked quickly, dragging her thrashing body out of the net and lashing her with thin strong cords. One of them poured water over her, but it only helped a small bit, then she felt another down near her vent, she gasped again as this one pushed their fingers INSIDE HER, they dodged another flop of her large tail before shouting something she couldn't understand.

More ropes, some around her tail, then one of them grabbed her head and forced her mouth shut, pulling her head to the side while they ran cord into her gills! Violated and dizzy, she didn't notice all the cord getting tied to a ring, attached to a hook, and pulled up until it went taut and she felt the pain of all her body weight being forced onto her tail, waist and her poor gills. Darcy could feel the cords rubbing against the membranes and even the back of her throat!

Through clarity brought on by pain, Darcy could make out a dock nearby the boat. "They must have moved while typing me up." She thought.

When the boat came to a stop adjacent to it, the hook holding her up swung the shark over the dock, next to a tall post. The kidnappers worked quickly and transferred her to the post while

the same person from before doused her in salty water, she knew it wasn't doing anything for her anymore but Darcy didn't know if they were aware. Putting her asphyxiated brain to work, she thrashed and looked directly at them, exaggerating her gasps and open mouth. Thankfully they seemed to get at least that much and the next bucketful went down her throat and out through her gills, now feeling a little further from death's door she paid more attention to her surroundings.

The group that poached her seemed to be shouting at a gathered crowd, and one of them tied something to her tail, they seemed to be explaining something, but what that was she couldn't figure out. Painful seconds turned into agonizing minutes as we find our poor Catch of the Day now in the present. She was barely conscious, the water that sustained her was being given far less often, and the life sustaining fluid dropped from her body, her mouth, and her abused, forced open gills. Her clothes had been cut off, and occasionally one of the land walkers would come up to her helpless body and touch her.

They'd do many things, touch her belly, rub a hand along her flank, grope her breasts, or reach up to her head and stroke her ears, hair, or gills. All of this and she could do nothing about it, except hang there and hope it would end soon, no matter how. Eventually one of them exchanged a rather large stack of something with a member of the original group, that person then walked over to her and seemed to mess with the thing tied to her tail, after that much of the crowd dispersed almost scarily fast.

But that was the least of our poor fishie's concerns right now, the water giver, the only one who seemed to at least sympathize with her plight was called away by their leader. They gave her one more container worth, put it down, and left, leaving her hanging, the only company being the one who gave the poacher that stuff. This person, also covered in fur and dressed strangely, walked up to her and began speaking, but they seemed to get angry when she didn't respond. They shouted this time, but she could barely hear them over the ringing in her ears.

This time they reached behind her head for something, she realized they grabbed the ropes running through her neck and started pulling on them. Searing pain ripped through her mind, and they shouted again, so she did the first thing that came to mind and nodded. They immediately let go and seemed to be happier, they even picked up the bucket and filled it from the water's edge.

However instead of pouring it on her like she hoped, they set it down in front of her and made a gesture that she couldn't understand. She was only getting drier but she couldn't figure out what the person wanted, all she could do was gasp and beg for mercy with her eyes...