The shark swam away. It was defeated, for now. The men onboard had used weaponry on the shark, wounding it and temporarily driving it off. The absence of the shark made it easy to plan what to do next and reload the weapons. Once they did that, two of the men kept watch.
"Wait..." Alan told the others, "If the shark was driven off, it's still out there, alive. This means the shark could know more about us. It could be learning our weaknesses at this very moment!"
"You're right." One of the shark hunters replied, "We should do more lookout shifts, especially at dawn and dusk. This thing isn't Jaws! It's twice the size!" The other men listened to them. All was good for the next few hours.
Once the sun set, the captain drove the vessel out another half a mile. Being a mile and a half away from the shore, the Osprey was ready for the next strike. With weapons ready, plus an extra two flares, and at least one man keeping watch at all times, the ship could be attacked at any moment by the Megalodon.
At about 11:00 P.M., a Blue Whale leaped out of the water. All the men were amazed to see it, but the whale wasn't too awestruck. It was in shock. One of its pectoral fins was half off, and its back had a couple of bite marks. After two minutes of the whale diving back under the water, and then leaping out again, each time coming out with one or two more bite marks, the whale disappeared under the surface, and didn't return. The shark had done this.
However, at 11:45 P.M., something was spotted about seventy feet away. The men loaded their weapons and threw a couple large buckets of chum overboard. A couple of Great Whites were attracted to his, but soon they quickly swam away. The water was still for a few moments, but after ten seconds, the Megalodon burst out of the water. The men fired at it, but only one harpoon, tw shotgun shells, and two pistol bullets hit it. The shark sunk back under the surface and seemed to disappear.
"I don't think that's the last of it." Gary muttered. He was right. After about one minute, some of the metal on the bottom of the hull was torn off. About thirty seconds later, the shark leaped out of the water and ripped off a large, six feet wide, two feet tall, chunk of the side of the hull. The men fired at it again, and two bullets hit the area around its left eye, hurting its vision. The shark swam back beneath the waves, and the captain drove out another quarter of a mile, away from the shark.
After two hours of not seeing the Megalodon, it returned. This time, it lunged full speed at the Osprey. It hit the back of the boat, tearing off the railing and most of the hull on a two feet hieght range. After it swam off, it came back at full speed again, and it hit the boat, tipping the front about seven feet in the air. The shark was beginning to learn the vessel's-and the human's-weaknesses.
