Primal Beast(Marvel/Beast Boy OC)

A flash of thunder woke me up as I found myself inside the cabin of the ship. It has been just a few week since I was forced to leave England. Part of me already missed home but I knew I had to leave for the sake of my friends. It has been 16 years since I was transmigrated here with the power of Beast Boy and thankfully, unlike most isekai protagonists, I was born in Europe instead of America. It was relatively safer there than it was in America. Less metahuman hate-groups low number of Alien invasions and free healthcare.

Even though my parents and abandoned me the day I was born, probably due to my green skin, I lived a happy, content life with my adopted family who were also a minor superhero family called the Kingsleys. I say minor because I don't think I have heard of them ever in my previous life in either comics or animated shows.

Anyways that all changed when the Civil War event started. Tension began rising even amongst superheroes on other continents because they knew that if the SHRA was successful in America, there was a chance that other countries might follow. In the days that followed many superpowered people began to sneak out of America, with a sizable amount even seeking Asylum in England.

Unfortunately for them, that was still a crime and anyone caught was promptly sent back to States. Throughout all this, I kept my head down until the whole thing blew over. And I would have continued to do so if it weren't for one fateful night when the Kingsleys discovered a bunch of stowaways on a cargo ship. There were around 38 superhuman's in there consisting of, around 15 mutants, 17 mutates and the rest were either their relatives or friends/partners.

My parents called the authorities and made arrangements to deport them but the sight of the children made me finally think about what I was letting hundreds superhuman go through across the ocean. Sure the public may not know it but I knew what these kids might go through if their ended up in the clutches of the SHRA. Torture, Brainwashing, just the tip of the iceberg amongst the atrocities committed by SHIELD.

So I tried my best to convince my family to look the other way. But none of them shared my sentiments. This leaded to a heated debate which ensued even after we went back home, which culminated in me stepping down from their team. Not exactly because of a fallout. It was more of a compromise. They knew I was leaving for America one way or the other and that their was no stopping me. So instead of trying to change my mind they decided to help me any way they can. One of which was me leaving the team. As the Kingsleys were government-sanctioned, them interference can lead to an international incident. So by me leaving the team it would prevent my actions from affecting them.

What followed next was an arduous week where my family shifted between spending as much time with me to try and talk me out of what I was about to do. It was brutal. None of them wanted to leave and honestly, I didn't want to leave them either but I knew I had to. It was teary farewell when the day came for me to leave. My parents had asked one of their old friends, a cargo ship captain to help me get to America and had jumped through the usual hoops with my documentation so that I wouldn't be entering it illegally. The downside of course was that there was a high chance of this news reaching Stark, making me lose the element of surprise.

I yawned before dragging myself off the bed and made my way to the deck. The moment I opened the door, I was assaulted by heavy winds and rain. The wind was strong enough to try and push my small frame back so partially transformed into an ape, increasing my body and muscle mass. I then walked around the deck, making sure we hadn't lost any cargo before making my way back inside and I then made my way to the helm.

"Did you go for a swim or something Seaweed Boy?" Captain Jonathan Hamburg said good-naturedly. It was a name they gave me because of my green skin. I didn't mind it much. I have been called worse over the years.

"No just making sure we didn't lose any cargo. " I replied. "How long do you think the storm will last?" I added as dried myself with a towel.

"Skies should be clear come morning." Jonathan replied.

No sooner he had said that, something hit the boat and shook the entire ship.

"What was that? Did we hit something?" I asked while helmsmen tried to peer out from windows. Not long after that I noticed several deck hands come out onto the deck and standing next to the railaings trying to find whatever had just hit us.

"You barnacle-brained buffoons better get away from the edge before a wave takes you to Davy Jones Locker!!!!!" the Captain yelled but his voice was drowned by the storm.

"I'll handle it." I said before making my way back to the deck. The moment I laid eyes on the deckhands, I saw something out of the water making them retreat in fear. It was a long tentacle that coiled around one of the retreating deckhands and pulled him into the turbulent waters. The other deckhands called out to their missing friends while I didn't even miss a beat before finding myself swandiving off the deck and into the waters below. I transformed into a sailfish, one of my fastest aquatic transformations and looked around for the missing sailor. I saw him being dragged further into the depths and wasted no time swimming towards them. Once I got close to the creature, I shifted into a hybrid Great White Shark man and bit off the tentacle with my maw before grabbing the sailor wit my arms. I then began swimming towards the surface while the sailor in a panic tried to pry himself from my grasp.

Thankfully, I managed to take him to the surface close to the ship at which time, the crew on the deck noticed us and threw a Lifebuoy at us. I made sure the sailor had safely grabbed the lifebuoy before I submerged once more as I knew that the creature would comeback.

Sure enough, I saw it swimming towards me and the ship with a trail of blood behind it where I had bitten off it's tentacle. I was also able to get a proper look at the creature and found myself flabbergasted by it's appearance. It had the head of a sharks and the tentacles of an octopus. It was an actual Sharktopus. It's body was twice the size of a great white shark excluding the tentacles which had to be over 15meters long.

The Sharktopus tried to take a bite out of me which I expertly dodged. It then attempted go grab me with it's tentacles. And I dodged them before biting off another tentacle. The sharktopus twitched in pain before swimming away from me at high speed, throwing me off balance. It then promptly turned around and swam towards me with its mouth open.

I took its challenge head on as I shifted into a mosasaurus and charged at it. When it came into my range, I bit into it's gills before yanking it's body, spinning it around. I let go once it's tentacles closed in on me before shifting back into a hybrid Shark before biting off more of it's tentacles before swimming down to it's underbelly before turning back into the mosasaur and head butting it like a dolphin, flipping the sharktopus upside down.

Now, left exposed I bit down on it's throat and didn't let go until I was sure that it was dead.

I then swam back up and shifted into an eagle and made my way back to the ship.