Shark Woman in Uncharted Waters

Bermuda. Noon.

A large ship with ten decks, seven for the passengers, and three for the crew, looking top heavy, parked next to the dock. The passengers boarded her, and a handsome young man dressed as a steward observed them climbing the gang plank, from an advantageous position on the main deck. "Oh, that's a nice one there." His eyes fixed upon an East Indian woman, striding up the ramp, attired in a white blouse, unbuttoned down to her shapely cleavage; a black mini skirt, pleated and flared outwards, showing her long shapely legs covered by sheer flesh colored hose; and a wide brimmed hat that would have hidden her face except for the breeze, requiring her to hold it down with one hand as she looked upwards at the top of the gang plank. "I'll have to meet her." The young man thought to himself.

Vicki Singh didn't notice the eyes staring down at her, as she scanned the group of passengers accompanying her up the ramp. Nobody knew that she was an under-cover agent for the Federation for Law and Government (FLAG)...an elite intelligence agency of the United Nations on a mission to investigate a series of mysterious robberies aboard cruise ships sailing out of Bermuda for cruises around the Caribbean. With the ship's security personnel unable to solve the mystery...the Cruise Company sent out an S.O.S. for help..which caught FLAG's attention and Vicki Singh was assigned to the case. Upon placing all her belongings in the small cabin, she searched out the Captain's quarters, to report her presence. "Captain, my name is Agent Vicki Singh and I've been given the job of catching your pesky crook.""Glad to have you aboard, Agent Singh."

The captain was a stereotypical old seaman. Tall heavy set with a full beard, and was very impressive standing next to the fireplace, holding a glass of wine. "Can I offer you some refreshment?" Walking over to a cabinet, he didn't wait for a reply, as he decanted a glass of the beverage. "If there's anything me or my crew can do to assist your investigation, just ask." Vicki graciously accepted the glass. "Thank you Captain, but I think the best thing is for no one to know that I'm a special agent..." replied Vicki. Accepting his offer of a seat.. she made herself comfortable. Eyeing her shapely legs as they became revealed from under the tiny skirt. "I don't see how anyone could mistake you for a cop." remarked the old captain as he sat behind a desk situated at the end of the room. "I've prepared a folder with floor plans of all the decks, and a list of all the crew." Placing it on the edge of the desk, the old man salivated when the young woman bent over to obtain the folder, revealing her cleavage.

"That's very good of you Captain..but I've already been briefed on the ship's plans, as well as the history of the crew..." replied Vicki..settling back into the chair. The attractive brunette crossed her legs, allowing the old seaman to observe her flimsy silk panties. After a half hour of conversation, Vicki left the stateroom to return to her cabin. She had been unaware of the young steward following her from the cabin to the Captain's quarters and back, due to her concentration on how to proceed with the investigation. "It has to be a member of the crew who's behind these crimes.. since none of the passengers have been repeats on the cruises..." thought Vicki. "Who is she?" wondered the young steward who's name was Johnathan. "I need to know."

When the attractive passenger disappeared into her cabin... Jonathan prepared himself to find out, by obtaining the necessary tools. "I'll wait 'til we leave port." He assembled a box containing a canister of odorless knock out gas with a remote switch, that he could activate form a distance. Soaking a rag with chloroform, he sealed it in a plastic bag, and along with his gun and some rope, placed everything into a small leather case. "That ought to do it." As he made his plans..the ship lifted anchor and set sail.

Meanwhile, several miles away, a launch was preparing to depart from a cavern located at the end of a cove one of the many small uncharted islands in the Caribbean. "How much do you have this time Gordon?" asked a man with a slight limp inquired of the man piloting the small boat. "Several pounds of quality stuff, Leon..." replied Gordon.. a large man with a bushy red mustache that nearly hid his thick lips. "We're getting short of the raw material, so your guys better step up their operation..." said Leon. Then starting the launch..Leon moved slowly from the cavern, into the cove. "He's gettin' too bossy for my taste." sneered Gordon sneered as he went deeper into the cavern...where men worked on various exotic plants, refining them into powdery drugs, worth a small fortune on the open market.

"Hey Perez, we need to expand the harvest. Boss man's not happy with our production..." said Gordon to a fat little man who was overseeing the preparation of the plants. Gordon continued past the tables..following the small stream through the cavern, to the opening at the other end, and hopped into a waiting jeep. As he traveled along the dirt road, he could see through the palms, a large white cabana with a red tiled roof.

Bermuda 6 pm.

"I'm hungry." thought Vicki back on the ship as the sun began to set. She reached into her wardrobe..putting on a black evening dress, that had a sharp Vee neckline, and a belt that accentuated her svelte figure. "I'll check out the dining hall, and then get some sleep." Looking deceptively like a sophisticated model, she exited her cabin , strutting along the red carpeted hallway towards the elevator. Jonathan took the opportunity to use his universal key to enter the cabin, and carefully search through Vicki's' luggage, but found nothing to identify the woman who was obviously someone other than she pretended to be. Before leaving he placed the box, containing the gas canister, under the bed, where it couldn't be seen. "When she returns, I'll find out more about her."

When the beauteous UN special agent entered the dining room, there were no tables left, so took a seat at the bar. In a few minutes the bartender approached her. "Excuse me Miss, but that gentleman over there has offered to share his table." Vicki turned around to see a distinguished looking man in his fifties, with a graying goatee. He smiled, raising his glass as if suggesting a toast. "Tell him I'd be happy to share his table, but I must use the powder room first."

After a few moments she returned, and walked over to the man, who rose, offering her a chair across the table from him. In a gentlemanly fashion, he delicately shoved the chair under his charming guest. "I'm happy you decided to join me." Handing her a menu, he then offered to order for her. That set off an alarm in Vicki's mind. "If he feels confident enough to order for me, perhaps he's a regular on the cruise ship. I'll have to check him out." "Let me introduce myself. I'm Baron Von Furst." He raised his glass. "Let me toast the most gorgeous woman on the cruise." When the waiter came the Baron suggested the broiled lobster. "It's excellent." "You must be a regular on the cruise." mentioned Vicki..more as a question than a statement. "Not exactly, I'm part owner of this cruise line..." said Von Furst with a grin. "Perhaps you'll join me after dinner." The man sipped his sherry, looking fondly across the table.

"I'd love to Baron, but I'm awfully tired. Maybe another time." Vicki tipped her glass as the waiter placed the covered dish in front of her. The lobster was delicious, and the Baron was very charming, so it was with some reluctance that she excused her self after dinner. "I really must get to bed." She felt the man's eyes following her across the room, so she swiveled her delectable hips a bit more than usual to entice the Baron into another invitation. Upon entering her cabin the young secret agent got right down to work, by reviewing the crew list, trying to narrow the list of suspects, but first she opened the balcony door to allow the fresh sea breeze to enter.

Baron Von Furst went to the Bar, after Vicki swaggered out of view. "Pardon me Luke, do you know who that woman is?" "No sir. For all I know this is her first cruise. Didn't she tell you anything?" "I felt like I was under a police interrogation." The man downed a small beer. "She didn't tell me a thing. A real looker, though." The distinguished looking man with the graying goatee left the bar, promising to know the beautiful stranger better. However back in her cabin..Vicki was concentrating on doing the job for which she was assigned...until the sound of a small boat came through the open balcony door. "What could that be?" wondered the young agent. Vicki went outside to see a launch pull along side, and one of the ship's doors opened.

Peering over the railing, the police woman saw two huge hairy men, wearing dirty T-shirts, reach out to take several bundles from a red haired man on the launch. "I'll have more for you on the next trip" yelled the man from the small boat, as the men disappeared into the ship, closing the door behind them. "What could that be?" Vicki wondered, watching the launch move away. "That's very suspicious...I should look into it..but not as Vicki Singh..this is something that SHARK WOMAN should investigate.." resolved the young female agent.

Raising her hands over her head and then locking her thumbs together... Vicki summoned on the new powers she had obtained a long time ago in an unplanned incident when she returned home to her native country of Guyana to investigate an environmental crisis in her former job as a marine biologist. As she locked her thumbs together...Vicki Singh slowly became clad in a skin tight swim suit.. laced on both sides..and laced down the front...which highlighted the shapely and athletic figure that she kept hidden under her everyday clothing. The suit covered her entire body from her head to her toes. Her brown eyes peered through the slits of a pointy tipped mask which covered all of her head..with the exception of the lower part of her nose and all of her lips..giving her the appearance of the ocean's most fearsome predator.

The suit was white in the front and blue in the back. Without hesitation...Shark Woman dove from the balcony of her cabin.. into the ocean below. As her body slid beneath the cold water, her skin became very slick and hard, like that of a shark's, allowing her to speed along behind the boat at incredible speed. as it travelled away from the cruise ship..whose occupants never knew it was there. "This boat must be connected to the crimes affecting the cruise line...I'll follow it to wherever it came from.." resolved the heroine as she glided through the water like a torpedo..following the fleeing vessel.

The trail led to a tropical island several miles away. Shark Woman's head rose slowly out of the water. Her brown eyes narrowing in the slits of her mask as she watched from a distance, as the boat entered a cavern at the far end of the cove on the southern side of the island. "That must be the villains' hideout...I'd better investigate some more.." thought the finned female. Vicki dove beneath the water. and swam slowly into the cavern..following the same course taken by the launch a few minutes earlier. Even under water..her enhanced hearing..allowed her to hear the sounds of the launch's engine..and she picked up its wake as she swam deeper and deeper into the cavern.

However..as she swam closer to the boat..a wire mesh net suddenly encircled her. "Ohhh!..What's this?!" gasped Shark Woman as the net closed in on her. Meanwhile a red haired man had entered a wooden structure at the end of the dock at the other end of the cavern...which he used as an office. While sitting at a small desk filling out some reports, his phone rang. "Hello Perez..What can I do for you?" asked the man. The call was from the guard in the monitor room at the cabana. "There's something strange in the cavern waters. I triggered the net and the ink, so all you have to do is lift it out." replied Perez on the other end of the line. However this was not as easy as they thought..for their quarry was far from ordinary.

Flexing her shapely muscled arms... Shark Woman easily ripped through the fine steel webbing as if it were made out of paper. "I must have triggered some kind of alarm...I'd better get out of here before the crooks are on to me..." thought the busty heroine as and swam quickly towards the entrance of the cavern..and the open sea. However Shark Woman was not prepared for a dark cloudy substance..which was pumped into the water by hidden jets of compressed air on either side of the cavern. This was another defence mechanisms which the criminals used to prevent anyone from finding their hideout. Swimming as fast as she could..the heroine paid little attention to it. "What's this stuff..?..It's sticking to me..." thought the finned female as she swam threw it.

In a matter of seconds..Shark Woman swam out of the cavern....the cove and into the open waters of the ocean..heading back towards the cruise liner. "Those crooks almost caught me...but I got a good idea about where their hideout is..all I have to do is...is..." thought Shark Woman who was secretly UN special agent Vicki Singh. However she was unable to complete her sentence in her mind...as a new reality suddenly dawned on her.

"Ooohhhhhhh..What's happening to me....I..I...I feel...so woozy..." groaned Vicki...her vision becoming hazier the further she swam. Back on the island...Gordon went over to the wench to pull up the net, but was startled to find it ripped apart. "What kind of a creature could do this?" he wondered. He then called Perez in the mansion. "Did you get pictures of the creature?" asked Gordon. "Yes I did. You'll want to see this." replied Perez.

Out in the open sea...Shark Woman continued to swim back to the cruise liner..but the the ink was slowly getting the better of her."Ooooohhhhhh..I..I. I'm...feeling...so dizzy...never felt...so sleepy before....my head...spinning...I...I..I've..been...drugged...the ink...some kind of toxin...my shark strength...fading fast...these criminals...are very resourceful...can't fight...this drug...can't help myself....going to..going..to...Uhhh...Uhhhh..Uhhhhh....Uuhhh..Uunnnnnhhhhhhhhhh.." moaned Vicki as her muscles collapsed.

Shark Woman made it only halfway back to the cruise ship.when she floated to the surface of the ocean. Her head and the upper part of her rounded bust visible...her nipples slowly becoming hard under her swim suit. Her brown eyes flickered..once...twice...before slowly closing in the slits of her mask. The finned female was rendered unconscious and helpless

to be continued