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Dolphin Family: A Fin for a Fin Makes the Whole World Drown

By Z-JAM-C

(this is not only for 18 year olds, but for those that can be able to read suicidal tendencies, rape, death and darkening of a character. Tread with caution.)

{You will probably all hate me for this horribly dark ending, but sadly no other ending came to me. I wish I had another ending to this story. . .you be the judge. This is not an belief I share at all. I just suddenly make one character twisted. Sorry. If I ever make a better ending, I'll post it here. Enjoy the finale you all waited to have written.)

In the light of the dawn sun, the ocean seemed to yawn with frothing mouth made of waves, like the unsteady lips of a newborn baby ready to breathe and yawn. The yellow light appearing from the orange semi-circle on the unstable but soothing horizon warmed the face of all who witnessed it. The gulls looked towards the sun, eyes almost cruelly glinting of new food and new lives. The walruses stared from beaches, the tusks shining like quartz crystals. The dolphins looked from above the waves, their melon-shaped foreheads almost like halos. The seals slick bodies became momentary rays of the sun's precious gift unto the world, for a moment almost becoming immortal to eyes.

Almost all of them. Not everyone revelled in the newborn day.

One seal and one dolphin stared at the dawn and only saw pain. Pain of the recent past.

It had been three weeks since the rape of the seal Truuk. After leading the dolphin Mara into an orgy with his seals which eventually turned into what became to her family as a rape, they punished Truuk in return for the defiling of their family member. It still hurt the seal whenever he swam. An aching pain in his fin, his tailhole still bled once in a while. It made things harder for him. He had to be on a constant lookout for sharks more than ever due to their powerful sense of smell. His life became more dangerous. He had little chance of finding a mate now that he was wounded, and his friends had all deserted him also for that. He felt truly alone. He wasn't alone, but he felt he was.

The dolphin, Mara, had felt completely guilty over all this. She caused this to happen to him, all because of her idiotic hormones. She hated herself, she watched Truuk from a distance, watching him with sad eyes, wishing to him with her mind, as if she could become telepathic by sheer empathic thoughts. It could never work.

They were forced apart by her family. She never forgave them, especially her brother who told her parents of the whole matter.

And she told them all, put the blame on herself, so hard had she done so that she could only show them even more by offering her own beating heart to them. But she knew that wasn't possible. She felt like a criminal who let a friend take the punishment while she slipped from justice.

'Truuk,' she whispered to the winds facing East for the 8th time that week on the Tuesday, 'I'm sorry.' He never heard her. All he did was wait and watch the sun.

'This is. . .I don't know how to live now.' muttered the seal to himself, lying on a rock that faced the sun, his favourite place in this part of the ocean, near the Cote D'Ivoire, the plant-encrusted jewel that felt lodged into the scarred land of Africa, ancient continent where all life was said to have sprung from. Truuk never looked at the land. He always wondered how the land creatures lived lives compared to the sea creatures. Were they slower or faster? Did they have more food or less? Were there more of them among the grounds than they were of us among the tides?

He didn't know. All his thoughts were focused on his own life. How he seemed to have no purpose to live anymore. And then it came to him.

'Nobody wants me anymore. . .I might as well not be here. I don't want to feed a shark, so I'll just let myself join the land.' He soon slipped away off the rock, not seeing his dolphin ex-friend, her face in anxiety as she saw the saddened determination of the seal.

'What is he planning?' asked Mara. As much as she knew they could never meet again, she felt responsible for him. She was, and she knew that. She followed him, at a distance, tailing him to the nearby beach.

The beach was away from the dolphins, far away from them. The beach was a well known place filled with fishermen, for the fish were bountiful there. It was filled with many boats only 3 miles from the lonely beach, a sandy scar above the waves. The boats floated with steady rocking movements, each one like metal cots caressed by Nature's soothing liquid hands, gently soothing the unnatural children of metal that creaked little whimpers as they slept under human fathers. The seal spied among the nets and looked among them. He examined closely at each of the trapping webs, strong binding coils of rope strangling entire schools of fish within their thieving grasps. Depriving bounty and life from the sea by the handfuls of their human masters, Truuk looked at them, considering if he should join the fish in their last struggles. Let the ropes strangle his neck, release all of his oxygen and stay trapped among them. It was easy to get in but not to get out. He knew dolphins and seals did it by accident (and on suicidal purpose as well).

As he swam closer and closer to the nets that seemed to be woven from many nooses, a squeak called out from behind him. He turned around and saw a grey oblong shape form from the waves.

A saviour? A stranger of Samaritan charity? A fellow suicidal creature?

No. It was the one who caused his life to die. Mara Brem.

'Truuk. . .what are you doing?' she asked, her voice high-strung in the rising panic of her lungs.

'Get away from me, Mara. If your brother saw me, I'm getting raped a second time.'

'Truuk. . .I'm sorry. I really am sorry. Please believe me. I never knew that your friends would take it the wrong way, and I was wanting sex. You know my hormones were rising and dipping like a seagull on fumes, so please-

'No.' He made this one reply, brushing her bottlenose with a flipper. 'You took my life away Mara. I know that now. Please, don't take my death away as well.'

'But Truuk. . .you can't kill yourself! You must have friends, there must be someone out there who will like you!'

'Who would??? A seal bleeding from his ass?!? Who wants a weak mate like that? Who'd want a friend who's forever a target among prey for the sharks!?!?! WHO!?!?'

'I WOULD!!!!' She squealed in her face, her eyes streaming of tears saltier than the water around them. 'I would be your friend. That's all I can offer you. My family can never know, I can look after you, I'll even be your mate! PLEASE. . .don't do this!'

'I'll never be your mate, unless I want myself to be raped again!'

'Truuk, please-'

'SHUT UP!!! Leave me be, Mara, I want to die if I can't live! Isn't it enough that I can't live, but I can't die as well?!?' She looked at him, in mid-gasp. His outburst shocked her, and she felt deeply ashamed, like the dolphin baby who was reprimanded by her mother.

'Now, Mara. . .if you really love me, you'll let me die with dignity.'

Meanwhile, far along the same beach in the other direction of the boats, the Brem family were conversing among themselves, getting together for the first time today to share each other's days so far.

'Darsu. . .where's your sister?' asked Mokula, the Congonese dolphin mother. Mara's brother, born off the southwest coast of Ireland, had not noticed the absence of his beloved sister. He had been worrying about her ever since she had avoided him for the three weeks after the seal rape. But he felt entitled to protect her sister, or at least avenge her. He didn't believe his sister was so willing to be in an orgy of seals. He couldn't trust Truuk somehow. He had been wary of him since the first meeting. He knew why. . .but he did not want to admit it. He offered to his mother and his father, a Russian dolphin named Yuri, to search for Mara. He knew her bodily scent by the sibling bond they had. He couldn't explain how, but when dolphins managed to become so close to each other, they manage to "sense" where the other is in a general direction.

He hoped his actions had not weakened the bond.

As he pointed his muzzle towards East, he thought for a few moments and swam onwards in that direction. As he headed closer, he knew that the boats of humans were in that direction. He wondered why Mara would head there, if she was there. Now he was doubting his own inherent senses. He felt more and more worried and swam ahead faster to not waste time.

He soon reached the one boat that he found the familiar outline of Mara at. And as he got closer, he looked with hardened eyes and flash of hot anger in his melon forehead of the other brown slim shape. That seal, Truuk. He headed close, behind Mara and replied almost sarcastically:

'So the seal sleeps with fishes, trapped like the bait he is.' His sister turned round in horror of realising the voice and saw her brother, the anger in his eyes apparent.

'Darsu! What are you-'

'Family was worrying why you weren't here in the morning. I can see why. . .he's leading you to a fish orgy this time?'

'Save your breath, I'm done with sex. . .I'm done with everything.'

'Good, flipper-boy. Hope you still feel our lesson from before. . .and yes, you do.' He caught sight of the bleeding tailhole and smiled. Mara became frightened of that smile. She never saw it on her brother before. She never wanted to see that smile ever again. An almost crazy smile lined across the bottlenose out of a dark bloodless line, the dolphin's equivalent to a human's tight-lipped cruel smile.

'Darsu, stop it! Please listen to me, it was NOT his FAULT!'

'I don't care! He should've known better than to take advantage of a Brem dolphin!'

'Why are you so against him?!?!? I know you are not like this, WHY are you so cruel like this???'

'I HATE SEALS!' The outburst surprised everyone. Mara's mouth was open in wide eyed shock. Truuk halted his attempt of entering the net. Darsu's eyes were open, but still glowed in repressed hate, the locks of a Pandora's Box hiding in his pupils.

'I admit it! I. . .never liked you, Truuk. I. . .I thought you were going to hurt my sister. Because. . .seals. . .seals. . .'

'What about seals?' Mara's voice was soothing, more in shock but partly in curiosity.

'They. . .raped me. That's why I wanted to move to here. That's why i never said anything much. Because the seals came every day when I was alone, and they overpowered me, five altogether. They used me, taunted me, made me their fucktoy. I never trusted a seal ever again. And then I heard what happened to you, I thought it was happening again and I wanted punishment for you. . .and for me.'

He swam closer to Truuk and looked at both him and the dolphin, not proud but not ashamed either of his belief.

'I told mum and dad about Truuk's orgy with you, but I changed some of the facts. I told them they drugged you and made you agree with everything. I. . .lied to them just so we could punish Truuk.'

'So. . .' began the seal, taken aback but the thought of suicide on hold for now, 'you punished me not only because you believed I wanted to rape your sister. . .but for revenge for what happened to you?' Darsu nodded, slowly, eyes blinking once with no tears coming out.

'Darsu. . .that's fucked up.' Truuk said it plainly right in the dolphin male's face.

'What???'

'It is! Seriously, you actually believe every seal out there wants to fuck something??? You. .I. . .I can't BELIEVE you!!! Do you KNOW how many creatures out there think the exact same thing about you dolphins??? I may be out of place by saying Mara was looking to prove that theory and like she said, it was HER idea to get into the orgy, my seal friends just encouraged her.'

'ENCOURAGED!?!?'

'Well. . .ask your sister. Ask her to tell you honestly if she ever wanted to stop the orgy.' Darsu turned and faced her, looking with shocked eyes finally.

'Did you. . .really want it?' Mara looked quite shameful and nodded twice. Her brother reared himself up in some confusion. 'But. . .why???'

'I was horny, Darsu. You knew I was. I wanted more and more sex, I couldn't help it. I. . .I feel so guilty for it all. I feel I should be the one, now, to let myself die in that net.'

'Mara, please-'

'Don't "Mara, please" me"!!! I caused all this to happen!!! My stupid fucking hormones, I wish I had never been born!!!!'

'But Mara-'

'DON'T!!!' She squeaked this at such a high pitch that Darsu recoiled from the pain of its intensity. He winced and looked at her with a pained expression. He looked back at Truuk, who merely replied darkly:

'See? Now you see who's the victim here. I hope you're happy with yourself, Darsu.' He soon turned away from both of them and headed towards the net, placing both flippers on the roped netting, a soft criss-crossed cage.

'One more thing.' replied the seal as he turned his head halfway and looked at the male dolphin.

Darsu looked at him slowly, just in time to see Truuk dive from the net and snap at Darsu's tail, latching on with sharp teeth. The shock was enough time for the seal to gnaw and grate his teeth across the tailhole of the dolphin, who arched his body in agony, feeling blood pour out quickly as the teeth mercilessly sank in. It happened so quickly, he could only shake his tail which was useless as Truuk was like a vice on him, his growls deep with anger as he tore at the tailbase of Darsu. Soon, he let go, leaving behind him a trail of dolphin blood. Darsu charged at him with his bottlenose, but the seal merely swam upwards and went into a somersault, behind Darsu and he bit again on his tail, the top part. Mara felt horrified and didn't want to get involved for fear of hurting either, her best ex-friend or her brother. She watched the two begin to fight, swimming in a circle that was more filling with the blood of her brother every second. Darsu managed to score a few hits by stabbing his beak at Truuk's belly to knock the wind out of him before gnashing at the neck or belly, a squeak of pain signifying a successful hit. The battle under the waves seemed to go on for a day, but it only went on for something of 10 minutes. Eventually, after scoring many hits and cuts, bruises of flipper slaps and beak jabs, they both swam still. . .they looked at each other, their eyes with more anger in them, more from pain now.

'You made my life die for your fucking revenge.' said Truuk, 'give me my life back, or at least kill me. Let me have no more pain.'

'Truuk,' said Darsu, replying with the seal's name, 'I am sorry on my sister's behalf you became involved with my family like this. Maybe another day and another time we would be friends. . .but not here, and not now. I never accept rape. Never.'

'Then why don't you rape me?'

'Huh?' The dolphin looked at Truuk with some astonishment.

'Go on. . .if you think you have enough guts to satisfy your revenge, then fuck me. Fuck me until I'm dead. My life is no more, I'll die from a shark. Sex is the one pleasure every animal can have. I might as well give pleasure to one last creature, even one as sick as you.' The request was confusing to both the dolphins. Mara was horrified and Darsu was taken aback. He weighed it in his mind. I hate this seal and if he wants me to do what those slippery bastards did to me long ago, then fine, let it be so. But. . .Mara. . . .I. . .I can't do it in front of Mara. . .can I?

'Darsu. . .don't. . .don't even think about it.' His sister's pleas drilled slowly into his mind, into his hatred of his dark memories and his saddening beliefs. All this happening so fast to him. He was conflicted with ironic yet vengeful justice to himself or the begging of his sister. Then Mara said one phrase that made him gasp.

'Darsu. . .we already raped him once. If you do it to him again. . .you become worse than those seals who raped you.'

He heard that phrase then repeated it over and over again in his mind. Slowly as he tried fighting against his most painful memory, he knew his sister told him the truth.

Was it worth satisfying revenge just to become that which he feared in his memory?

But then. . .he realised. . .he already had become that.

The rape of this one seal, Truuk, with the family. He was already bad enough and he had already become just as cruel as the raping seals in his youth long ago. He looked at his sister with eyes that spoke of apology and replied:

'I already am worse than them.'

He then swam forwards to the seal and butted him in the stomach with his head, making Truuk gasp in weakened panic as he knew what would come to him. Darsu then rubbed his body across the newly scarred body of the seal, rubbing his genital slit across the flippers and bumps to masturbate himself. It wasn't long until slowly his cock began to emerge, a rising rod emerging of blood-red, pulsing with either anger, lust, or both. He stared at Truuk's eyes long and hard, making him know fully that this was what he wanted.

'Truuk. . .I give you death, since you wish it.'

'You know. . .' Truuk began coughing blood, his mouth bleeding from the fight as he looked distastefully at his opponent's eyes, 'a fin for a fin makes the whole world drown.'

'Does it matter to me as long as I can swim, and you will never swim again soon?'

'No. . .I guess it doesn't.' Truuk did not make any more movements. His mind had already died from mistrust, suicide and battle. He knew nothing was left but to have his body defiled.

Darsu pushed his cock against the widened ass of the seal and groaned at his forced entry, the walls clenching in reflex of the invading length. He wasted no time as he forced his entire cock into the seal, rewarded by the yelp of his victim. Mara cried as she turned away, disgusted by her brother and saddened for her friend.

'TRUUK!!!! NO!!! Darsu. . .why???'

He ignored her and merely focused on his thrusts, holding Truuk aloft with his body, pumping his shaft in and out of the half-willing seal. He felt the muscles grating against his penis, feeling them forced apart as he went as fast a speed as possible, not holding back as he rammed into the seal at every thrust, each entry of force making Truuk scream in agony as he felt himself ravaged once again, the cock so big and powerful in him that he began to cry from the pain, unashamed of his position, so near death as every thrust weakened him further, eyes closing every second.

'Now. . .my seal. . .you feel. . .the power of a dolphin. .. and you NEVER fuck with dolphins!' He fucked his victim as hard as he could, groaning lustfully as the power of lust swayed his mind, the demon inside his head growing larger and larger, feeding on the pain brought unto Truuk. Screams of ecstasy merged with screams of pain into one horrific duet of voices, and one Mara felt her heart breaking within the whole noise. The walls bled as they were rammed into, sometimes the cock would force along one wall, daring to split it open or slash away at it, or prick at the blood vessels that pulsed with fear and anger and pain inside the raped body. Darsu only heard himself now, he felt empowered somehow. Gone was the brother of Mara, and now came the vengeful hater of seals. One who never forgot a deepening grudge and forced himself to take actions to better himself against the other. But what he thought was better and more powerful, was the wrong path for his life. He didn't care now. He had his revenge and Truuk would be the mark he left unto the ocean to show that nobody would ever mess with him again.

Afterwards, he felt his climax rising, his cock shivering in powerful pulses. He felt the near bursting of the seal's prostate, the bleeding of the walls as his precum began merging with the blood that came from the walls and the tightening of the lungs from the seal as every thrust was deep inside the seal, reaching into every part of his anus, into the tightest of depths, far into him with the force of a jackhammer. He even felt the tight entrance of the intestinal tract, which he literally tore open with his cock, the sensitive muscles making Truuk scream, but only weakly in his dying last seconds.

Finally, Darsu came. He made a final thrust and squeaked furiously with his entire lower body slam into the bleeding hole of the seal, the cock pulsed with insane force into Truuk, filling his deepest recesses with burning hot semen. The seed was jettisoned into even deeper inside the body, fourteen feet deeper, and it was like a high-power cannon. it slammed against his sensitive intestinal walls, ripping them and shuddering them by this reverse of direction and the power it was shot into them.

If Truuk had not died as Darsu had ejaculated, the peritonitis would have killed him eventually.

The body of the seal lay in the dolphin male's grasp, and it soon slid away from his body, the penis sliding out of the hole that bled even worse, torn and like a bullet hole. Darsu's lust died within him moments after Truuk's soul died inside him. He swam away slowly, head downcast and he dared never look at his sister Mara, who watched the whole thing, saw his own brother, the one who loved and cared for his family, made love to his mother, herself and even his father, become even worse than that which he feared.

She then wished to herself, that she had never let it all happen. She felt so responsible that she caused the death of a seal who got dragged into a mess against his will. But she also felt responsible for the death of another soul.

The soul of her brother, that unwittingly withered inside him. From then on, she never saw Darsu Brem in her eyes anymore. She felt she no longer had a brother, or even had any life herself.

The Brem family parents had all heard of the incident after that nobody knew what became of them Perhaps they all became so ashamed of such blood and bad seed on their fins that they disappeared. They reappear now and again, once off the coast of Sri Lanka. . .but only three were there, last time someone told of the now infamous Brem family. Both parents but only one offspring.

Whether it was Darsu or Mara no one had any idea. One was infused with guilt and self-wrath, and the other with resignation and hypocritical lust. One ran away, or Darsu was banished, or one died. Nobody can say now.

But they all remembered one important lesson.

A fin for a fin can make the whole world drown.

THE END. . . . . . . . . . . . . .