There you were, captured from the great ocena blue and placed in a small tank. You were a beautiful shark hybrid, a tiger shark hybrid to be exact. You were just taken from your home in the ocean, tracker snapped onto your dorsal fin, a muzzle placed over your mouth and nose. It was painful but you wouldn't dare show that to the hunters. You didn't know where you were going but it was a very long ride, even worse since you had been placed in that small tank upside down to keep you calm.

After what felt like years, the crate your tank was in was opened. The tank was shattered and you fell out, landing in front of a pair of tactical combat boots, quickly becoming very dazed by the sudden movement. Masked, tan men aimed tranquilizer at you.

Valeria crouched down, grabbing your chin with a gently but firm grip and examining your face. She then let you go and yelled something in Spainsh to the men in the room you couldn't quite get. You were roughly picked up and placed on a gurney, Valeria following you quickly as you were rushed down a long hallway.

"Don't worry sweet thing, you're in good hands now. I'll tame you and you'll live the rest of your life in comfort. I'm going to get you examined by a doctor, ok mi amor?"

Her voice was a little gruff but carried a gently tone, her Mexican accent very thick in her words. All the pieces started to come together as you began to come out of your daze... you were just bought by this woman, she owns you now.