Screen 1 — Sea Monster Attack
The small ship cuts across the waves. The ocean is calm… for now.
Eame glances at the Omnitrix on Trump's wrist.
"When you transform, does it hurt? Turning your body like that…"
Trump shrugs.
"Pain's like an ant bite. Annoying, not a big deal."
Eame raises an eyebrow.
"So barely anything."
The water suddenly erupts.
A massive fish beast, at least 45 feet tall, rises from the sea, jaws wide and dripping. Its roar shakes the entire ship.
Trump sighs.
"And there goes the peaceful trip."
He slams the Omnitrix.
Diamondhead bursts into form, crystals shining under the sun.
He smashes his palm onto the deck.
"Diamond Wall!"
A giant crystal barrier erupts between the ship and the monster.
The beast bites down—its massive teeth crack like cheap glass.
But then the monster's throat glows.
It fires a beam of energy straight into the crystal wall, starting to melt through it.
Diamondhead's eyes narrow.
"So that's how you want to play this."
He forms blades from his arms, ready to strike back.
Screen 2 — Inside the Beast
The monster lunges faster than expected.
The crystal wall shatters.
Diamondhead is swallowed whole in one bite.
Eame screams his name as the ocean goes silent.
But inside the creature's stomach…
Diamondhead smiles.
"Wrong meal."
He shapes both arms into spinning crystal blades.
He launches himself like a living saw.
A roar explodes through the water as he tears a path upward, shredding organs and scale.
The ocean surface erupts.
A geyser of red water sprays into the sky—dark, thick, and raining down all around the ship.
Half of the monster's body floats up… the other half sinks into the deep.
Diamondhead drags himself up alongside the dripping remains, crystal armor stained with blood.
He climbs back onto the deck without a word.
Eame steps away, pale and shaking.
"That… was brutal."
Diamondhead's eyes shine cold.
"This world started the fight. I finish them."
The sea turns quiet again.
Too quiet.
Screen 3 — Aftermath
The blue light fades.
Trunks returns to human form, breathing slow and steady as the waves calm.
He looks down at the sea, eyes sharp.
"That thing wasn't normal," he says. "Creatures like that don't usually attack ships."
Eame grips the railing. "Then why did it attack us?"
Trunks watches the dark water below.
"Because we were already in its territory. Deep sea. Around five hundred meters down, maybe more. Smaller monsters live there, but they don't come up unless something scares them… or controls them."
He clenches his fist.
"But that one? It's dead now."
The ocean stays silent.
No ripples. No shadows. Nothing following them anymore.
Whatever other creatures were lurking below have fled.
Eame exhales, finally able to breathe.
"We're safe… for now."
Trunks nods, but his eyes don't leave the water.
"Yeah. For now."
Be continued