Hody Jones and Vander Decken, their hearts filled with a mixture of hatred and ambition, launched their attack under the cover of darkness. They had been waiting for this moment, they had been planning this attack, they had been dreaming of this day.
They had been driven by a desire for power, a desire for revenge, a desire to overthrow King Neptune and rule Fishman Island.
They had gathered their forces, they had armed themselves, they had prepared for battle.
They knew that Fishman Island was in chaos, they knew that the Marines had been defeated, they knew that the time was right to strike.
They stormed through the streets, their weapons blazing, their voices roaring, their hearts filled with a sense of triumph.
They captured many of the people of Fishman Island, including Shirahoshi.
Shirahoshi, her eyes wide with fear, her voice trembling, tried to resist, but she was no match for Hody Jones and his crew.
They bound her, they gagged her, they dragged her away.
They took her to their headquarters, they locked her in a cell, they left her to her fate.
Hody Jones, his face twisted with a cruel smile, looked at Shirahoshi.
"You are mine now," he said. "You are my prisoner. You are my trophy."
Shirahoshi, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and despair, knew that she was in danger. She knew that she had to escape, she knew that she had to get help, she knew that she had to warn her father.