The great white shark is the apex predator of the sea. Every creature of the ocean knows that and doesn't mess with the great white demihumans of the California coast.

They pretty much run the coastal waters. They keep population numbers at a good level and make sure no one steps out of line. Of course, no one dares to defy a great white.

Except for orcas. Orcas are the only predator known to a great white. While they don't show themselves often, they migrate to the California coastal areas in the spring to summer. That's when every creature around knows to be wary, including the great whites.

Unfortunately, Cash has never been a very wary person. He must've skipped that personality trait in great whites and just got a whole lot of curiosity to compensate for it. And maybe he's a little too confident and cocky - as he's constantly told - but who wouldn't be? He's a great white shark! He has every right to be a little arrogant - kinda.

Plus, Cash has never seen an orca face-to-face in his life. He's heard of them, yeah, and he knows what they look like, but they're so uncommon, so what's the chances that he'd ever meet one?

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It was another day in the cool waters of the California coast, the sun piercing through as Cash glided through the waters.

He didn't have much of a plan or goal for the day; he just swam around aimlessly, following anything that caught his attention. As he wandered, the surroundings became more dark and bare. Not that he minded, what the hell would dare to attack him around here?

Cash soon came across an old sunken ship. It must've been here for a good few years. The wood was rotting and falling apart but that didn't steer him away. But something did make him hesitate. An unfamiliar feeling of uneasiness hit him.

He quickly shook it off and approached the ship, his tail swishing behind him as he entered, peeking his head in only to come face to face with the one creature he never thought he'd ever meet: an orca demihuman.