The Undead force's fleet of ships consisted of seven large ships, equipped with cannons, catapults with chain nets made of Vengestone.

The greatest glory of this fleet was the Black Widow. The largest warship of the aquatic undead force. Just looking at this ship inspired fear and great respect. In the foggy, rough waters, this ship was death sentence for its victim.

This ship had a very large and wide deck that could accommodate more than a hundred and fifty soldiers. It was two stories high, filled to the brim with the fleet crew's weapons, cannons and other necessities for the ship.

At the top, on the upper deck, there was a huge, but it was a very huge cannon, prepared for a great abordage of its target. The cannon's shells were like huge, powerful bombs.

Six crew members were required to assist in operating the cannon. The captain of the Black Widow is the cruel, greedy and heartless Death Eater, Paris Burbridge. He is the only Death Eater who is human.

 Skeleton Commander with Polaris one day found the Black Widow at the bottom of the ocean. The Skeletons rebuilt it and needed a captain. That's why they found a former sailor who was involved in water poaching at sea.

Paris Burbridge hunted whales. For research purposes, however, he hunted them in a cruel way. Whales are incredibly smart, spirited and caring. These creatures, can show great affection and spiritual attachment to their herd relatives.

However, not everyone can appreciate these beautiful, powerful creatures, the kings of water. Paris earned the name Death Eater, because he carried death for pure profit. He received rewards for killing innocent creatures.

However, the whales had their saviors. The Merlopians. The King of the Endless Sea, Benthomaar, and his people couldn't watch the evil that was happening in the territories of their home and saved the whales from inevitable death.

Paris was precisely why he threw his hatred at the Merlopians with all his heart, for losing his job and source of great income because of them. Fact, he loved sailing, but he loved hunting even more.

It also didn't help that the forces of Merlopia and the guardians of the Amulet of the Storm from the distant islands joined forces. After peace was made between the factions, the water poachers were defeated thanks to cooperation.

If you want to ask how it came about that a human is in the ranks of the undead, well, let me tell you about it....

= Story of Paris Burbridge = 

- 3 years ago - 

It was a beautiful, sunny day on the waters of the Endless Sea. Beneath the surface of the water, a herd of large, majestic creatures, whales, were calmly roaming the waters.

The herd consisted of ten individuals, including the mother and her baby. The young whale cheerfully whistled and swam next to its mother, who watched it with a warm gaze.

Suddenly, the waters were stirred up and the whales felt a wave of anxiety and evil behind them. The herd began to communicate frantically with each other.

Above the surface, a large ship suddenly appeared next to which three medium-sized speedboats sailed in assistance. On the bridge of the ship, a man with a red beard with a bald head and eyes of black stood at a large holographic table with a map.

The man stared intently at the table. - A herd of whales, 500 meters ahead. - Paris Burbridge turned to the crew across the bridge. - What are you waiting for!? Bathyscaphes to the water, to the stations! Let's make a few thousands!!

With that quick march, he walked out of the room onto the deck of the ship. He went down the metal stairs to the mezzanine floor, where they keep the bathyscaphes, and started shouting to the crew.

- Batyscaphes into the water! Two minutes, move! Go, go, go! - he threw orders left and right with his head held high. One of the workers ran up to the captain and handed him an orange life jacket. The man grunted in appreciation and quickly put it on.

He quickly got on one of the speedboats and the entire crew went on the hunt. Paris looked wildly greedy at the horizon in front of him, where he saw the massive fins of the whales disappear underwater.

- Launch the underwater bombs! Fire, fire, fire! - he ordered the other units on the speedboats. - WT-4556! Track the cow and seal it off from the herd!

The medium-sized, bathyscaphes were launched into the water and the three units began to swim between the herd of large whales, to the mother and her baby.

The spirited creatures, when individuals on speedboats fired underwater bombs right in front of their noses. When the charges exploded, a scattering loud bang dulled the creatures' hearing and the flock parted in panic.

Unit WT-4556 took advantage of this and quickly approached their captain's desired target.

- Mother targeted. WT-4554 shorten the distance, we need to be closer to sink her. - ordered the captain of the bathyscaphe. - 20, 15, 10 meters and.... the first load went. - the man pressed the red button on the cockpit and a harpoon was fired from the launcher, which penetrated one of the mother whale's two fins.

The harpoon pierced the fin and the whale let out a squeal of pain. On the harpoon was a small yellow package that contained a large balloon that automatically filled with air. The balloon prevented the mother whale from swimming off into the depths of the sea to hide.

- We always take the mother as our target, because the child is weak and we know that the mother will not leave him. - Said Paris to the speedboat driver, who nodded. - Easy prey.

- WT-4557 you have a clear shot. Don't you dare miss. - said the bathyscaphe captain with a mocking smile.

- Clear shot. WT-4556 shorten the distance. - ordered the captain of the second bathyscaphe.

The bathyscaph approached the second whale fin, which was now desperately trying to free itself from the trap. - 15... 10 meters and the other....! - began the captain, when suddenly....

The machine was hit, with great force, by an orca. Under the force of a rushed creature, the bathyscaphe was pushed off the route and hit the stone bottom.

- Unit WT-4556 was shot down! - The captain of unit WT-4554 shouted into the communicator.

- What does that mean!? - Paris shouted.

- The unit was sunk by.... orca!!!? AAAAAAH!!- shouted the captain of WT-4554, when suddenly another orca hit him as well.

A flock of wild orcas appeared from behind the fleet of speedboats, but not so wild at all, as on their backs sat the Merlopian soldiers with tridents, ready to fight the hunters. At the head, on the back of the leader of the herd of orcas was King Benthomaar in royal suit, holding his father's trident in his hand.

A/N: This magnificent work doesn't belong to me. A full round of applause for its creator.

Benthomaar clung to the back of the leader of the herd and looked with the most furious yet calm gaze at the attacking people.

- What do we do, my lord? - asked the captain of the royal guard Atlantis.

A/N: Atlantis doesn't belong to me. His character belongs to Goldie Afton. 

- Atlantis you and Gripe approach the mother and her child and free her from the trap. I and the others will take care of chasing away the hunters. - ordered Benthomaar.

- Sir, yes sir. Go Gripe! - cried Atlantis to his companion Gripe, and they both hurried on their orcs to the two whales. - Arc, my friend.... Up! - called out Benthomaar to the orca on whose back he was sitting.

Arc gave a whistle of confirmation and flicked his tail and moved upwards.

- Captain. Unknown units are approaching us. - said the driver of the speedboat of Captain Paris Burbridge.

- What unknown units....? Merlopians. - Paris growled furiously and looked into the wild water. - Water bombs! Fire, fire, fire! - he shouted to the crew. - Shoot down those miserable algos!

However, before anyone could do anything in front of them an orca suddenly jumped out of the water. Benthomaar nimbly jumped off the Arc's back, which returned to the water with a beautiful flip.

Benthomaar activated his trident and rushed at the people on the speedboat with a wild shout. Paris quickly ducked and took cover behind the railing. Benthomaar landed on the deck.

- Fear me! If you dare...! - growled Benthomaar to the men. None of them had weapons, so Benthomaar gracefully electrocuted all the people with lightning bolts. Paris growled at Merlopian and pulled out a long knife.

The king quickly turned his attention to him. - You will regret this. Attack innocent creatures!?

Paris laughed maliciously. - What do I care about these whales? What matters to me is pure profit! And you stand in my way.... Die you miserable fish!

- You've reached your limit, you barbarian! I have warned you and your people many times, one more time and you will pay and now.... I will have no choice. I have to kill you. - Benthomaar growled and threw himself at the man.

Benthomaar had the advantage because he wielded a longer weapon, while Paris could only defend himself. The sea king quickly disarmed hunter and threatened him with his trident.

- Surrender and recall your men immediately. - Bentho ordered, taking a bold step forward. Paris leaned with his back against the railing of the motorboat and raised his hands high with an angry expression on his face. - I don't want a war with you, for the sake of my friends. Go away now and no deeper consequences will be drawn.

Paris snorted and looked with contempt at Benthomaar, still holding his hands high. - You think, I'm afraid of you and your people, sushi? You are the ones who should disappear far underwater, where you belong.

Benthomaar clenched his teeth and shone his trident in threat. - One last warning. I don't want to hurt you, but if I have no choice then....

Paris laughed grimly and shook his head. - You won't have to.... I... I WILL KILL YOU FIRST!!!

With that Paris kicked and knocked Benthomaar's trident out of his hands. The king gasped and was punched in the nose with his fist. - Argh!!

Because of the force of the hit, Benthomaar caught his face and took a few steps backward. Paris quickly bent down and picked up the golden trident. Benthomaar gasped and widened his eyes, backing away as far as he could from the man who aimed the trident at him.

- Please put it away. It's not a toy. - Benthomaar warned him, moving carefully.

Paris sent him a sinister smile. - Do you think, I will listen to you? You've screw my hunt and the chance for good money. You shouldn't get involved in this, you and your fish minions.... You will pay for this!

- Please! I beg you, no!

Benthomaar closed his eyes as the trident began to spark and Paris laughed madly. However... nothing happened. He opened his eyes and saw Paris lying unconscious on the floor, and in his place stood one of the soldiers.

- Are you all right, King Benthomaar? - asked the guard with worry in his voice.

Bentho took a deep breath and sighed in relief. - Yes... Thank you.

- Sir, yes sir. - The guard nodded in recognition and looked at the unconscious man. - And what do we do with him?

- Let's leave him. Let's take Ulla's herd and her baby to the depths of our reef, where they will be safe. Arc's flock will push their ship toward land. - Benthomaar ordered and jumped back into the water with the guard.

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Paris and his crew have been summoned to the research center, a large laboratory of flora and fauna researchers in Ninjago to meet with the entire organizer of their mission and whale hunt.

- Paris. You and your people didn't deliver the samples to us in time. What happened that you didn't? - ordered the main scientist.

- These discovered sea defenders. The Merlopians with that king of theirs attacked us and thwarted our study. - replied Paris with false remorse.

The main scientist sighed and bore with understanding. - It's a huge loss... A huge loss. - he mumbled to himself. 

He looked at his colleagues, who shook their heads with furious expressions. The scientist's face turned to indignation. - But this is not what we agreed with you! You told me that your team would not fail! And what do I have now!?

- My crew and I can only go on another hunt in a week! But I promise you that the sample will be one hundred percent! - Paris tried to convince the organizer.

- Enough! You have failed the Ministry of Science! You are fired immediately! - the scientist yelled and like a storm walked out of the room with the other scientists. Paris lowered his head in defeat.

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Paris was thrown out of the lab by two security guards because he resisted and demanded his payment for his work. Paris hit the ground with his face and looked hatefully at the security guards.

- And don't come back or you'll regret it! - one of the guards growled and both returned to the building with a slam shutting the door.

Paris rose from the ground with a groan and shook off the mud and dirt. He looked at the door and sighed sadly. However, there was nothing he could do but go home. - This job is all I have..... They will regret this... - He growled with a hateful expression on his face and left the lab area.

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Paris was unemployed. He had nothing, no woman or children. With no source of income because he spent most of his money on alcohol, he became a tramp. He usually sat by the docks in Stixx and looked at the water, sipping alcohol.

He was staring dully at the water when suddenly a shadow fell over his body.

- Can I join you? - asked a sly voice. Paris turned around and saw a man dressed in a white suit, with pale skin and dark red eyes. The man was looking down at him and with his hands behind his back.

- Who are you? Did you run away from the office or something? - he asked the mysterious visitor gruffly.

The man giggled slightly amused and clicked his tongue. - Something like this. I need to calm down. Then can I join you?

Paris grunted and nodded visibly annoyed. - If you insist.

- Deliciously. - the man replied with sincere satisfaction in his voice and with a sigh fell down next to Paris and looked ahead. - You know... I always thought that Stixx was a big hopeless hole for worms who failed in life and you know what?

Paris looked at him out of the corner of his eye.

- So far my opinion has not changed. There are worms everywhere! Argh... it's so suffocating. - He spat in disgust.

Paris growled at the newcomer. - Then what are you doing here? You have nothing better to do. - demanded of him.

The man laughed. - At the moment, no. Do you want to know what I do for a living and what my job is? I'm very happy with it and gives a lot of profit.

- What it is.

- Well, generally speaking, I help losers and losers in life like you reach and achieve something in their worthless lives. I'm like... the last resort in their meaningless existence.

- Which is what? Social care? - Paris scoffed.

The man laughed again and shook his head. - No. I'm not an angel. I'm a special contact to someone, who will give you everything you want. Power, money, health, family, fame and etc.

Paris was surprised and looked at him suspiciously. - Contact with who? Who is dealing with this?

- Someone who can help you. SHE can make someone out of you, a real monster, someone who is respected. She can make you, the most dangerous person in the world. She can help you achieve what you want. Revenge against those who have ever wronged you.

Paris raised his eyebrows. - And she can help someone like me?

- Yes. SHE is someone who is about to start a big fire and bring new order to this realm. Only problem is, she needs helpers, believers who reflect her zeal... For revenge.

- For revenge? - Paris gasped.

- Yes. Don't you have someone you'd like to take revenge on? Destroy him once and for all?

Paris and looked at the water. He took a deep breath and his thoughts returned to the day he lost everything he had. - Actually, I have. Where can I find the one to help me?

The mysterious man smiled more broadly. - I can take you to her, but you must trust me implicitly to get what you want. Do wee have a deal, Paris Burbridge?

- Where did you...?

- Never mind. Can SHE trust you? Do you want to make a deal with her that will give you great profit?

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- SHE.... Yes.

And just like that, Paris Burbridge was born. The second mortal who strayed. A mortal who became the chosen admiral of the undead sea forces. With his help, Nerath will have a great advantage over the forces of the mortal sea.

So far, the Undead are the ones who are winning the war between Life and Death....