Entertainment: Starting as a Succubus, Taking Hollywood by Storm

This wasn't a miracle, and Martin certainly wasn't a sea god. He was, after all, just a succubus.

As a succubus, there was no way he would stand by and let one of his prized "collections" come to harm!

And really, what was a little wind and waves? Child's play!

Though succubi aren't aquatic creatures, their versatile nature made swimming an easy task. Even while holding Keira, Martin swam with incredible speed.

By the time they reached the boat, the winds had died down, and the sea had calmed.

Martin, with Keira in tow, approached the boat. The crew reached out to help, but before they could, Martin placed one hand on the edge of the boat and leapt aboard, carrying Keira effortlessly.

The helmsman, still awestruck, exclaimed, "You must be a sea god reincarnated!"

Martin ignored the man's excited ramblings. He gently placed Keira in the cabin, then addressed the crew.

"The storm has passed. Let's head back and rescue your colleagues. Don't worry—there are no reefs where I swam through."

This time, no one argued.

Eventually, after a tense ordeal, everyone safely returned to shore.

Martin's boat had been overloaded to the point where the sides nearly touched the waterline, but it miraculously stayed afloat—perhaps because the weight distribution made it more stable.

As soon as they landed, director Gore Verbinski rushed over and embraced Martin.

"Man, you saved Keira and this entire film. Thank you, thank you!"

The director was so emotional that tears streamed down his face. If Martin hadn't pushed him away, Gore's snot might have ended up on his shirt.

Orlando Bloom came over next, patting Martin on the shoulder. "You're a hero, mate."

The cameraman approached as well, his excitement puzzling Martin.

Is he this thrilled because the shoot won't be delayed?

Martin guessed wrong. The cameraman was ecstatic because he had captured everything on tape—and knew it was a potential goldmine.

That night, the cameraman rushed into Gore's tent.

Don't misunderstand—there was no funny business.

"What? You filmed it?!"

Gore was both shocked and overjoyed.

"Let me see it! Let me see it!"

The cameraman plugged the footage into Gore's laptop. As the video played, even without sound effects, the scene was gripping.

The roaring wind and crashing waves provided the perfect soundtrack.

Amidst the chaos, Martin swam like a fish, slicing through the waves with ease. The cameraman had zoomed in for a close-up, capturing Martin's muscular back as he powered through the water.

The fluid motion of his muscles—tightening and releasing with each stroke—combined with his fearless battle against the elements, made for a breathtaking visual.

"This is incredible! This is the best publicity we could ever ask for!" Gore exclaimed. "I need to call Jerry Bruckheimer immediately!"

The cameraman hesitated but finally mustered the courage to ask about a bonus.

While waiting for Jerry to pick up, Gore brushed him off with vague promises.

When Jerry finally answered, his irritated voice came through. "Gore, this better be important. Do you know what time it is?"

"It's urgent! Something happened on set…"

As Gore recounted the story, Jerry's annoyance gave way to shock. "Damn it, something this big happened, and you're only telling me now?"

Then he paused. "Wait—you filmed it?"

"Yes, and the footage is amazing!"

"Good. I'll be there first thing in the morning. I need to see this before we decide whether to notify the media."

Hanging up, Gore patted the cameraman on the shoulder. "Don't worry, buddy. Your bonus is guaranteed!"

The next morning, Jerry Bruckheimer rushed to the set.

"Where's the footage? I need to see it!"

"Right here on the laptop. I've already backed it up."

As the video played, Jerry's excitement grew.

"This is perfect. Martin's a hero, and we can use this for early publicity!"

"But isn't it too soon to release it?" Gore hesitated.

Jerry, ever the experienced producer, explained, "Releasing it now will create buzz and build anticipation for the film. If we wait until closer to the premiere, it might seem too calculated—people might even suspect the footage is fake.

"And besides—" He grinned. "We can release it again before the premiere, but this time with epic music and dramatic narration. Double the impact!"

"Alright, let's do it your way." Gore nodded, convinced.

The Next Day

In a suburban home, Daniel's family was watching TV.

Suddenly, a news alert interrupted the program.

"Breaking news: While filming Pirates of the Caribbean on a remote island in Dominica, the crew encountered severe weather. Keira Knightley's boat struck a reef on the return trip and capsized, throwing her into the sea.

"Martin Meyers, on another boat, heroically dove into the water and swam to her rescue. Let's take a look at the footage captured by a cameraman on another vessel."

"Martin saved someone again? What a good kid!" Daniel's mom, a devoted Twilight fan, exclaimed.

"Shh, Mom, the video's starting!" Daniel shushed her.

When the footage showed Martin diving into the stormy sea, Daniel's dad gasped.

"Oh my God! He jumped in! In that storm? That's insane!"

"He's so brave," Daniel agreed.

"Wow, look at him swim! He's like a fish!" Daniel's mom gushed. "Even dolphins don't swim as beautifully. Look at those muscles!"

Daniel's dad shot her a side glance, grumbling internally: Couldn't you just think that to yourself instead of saying it out loud?

Los Angeles, the Olsen Residence

The three sisters sat glued to the television, hands over their mouths, eyes wide.

When Martin finally emerged from the water with Keira in his arms and leapt onto the boat, they all let out a collective sigh of relief.

"Wow, Martin is so brave. He's a hero," one of the twins said.

"First saving people at the New York bank, now rescuing someone at sea—he's a modern-day knight!"

Ashley and Mary-Kate were practically gushing.

Elizabeth Olsen jumped off the couch and ran for the phone. "I'm calling Martin to see if he's okay!"

Martin's phone had been ringing non-stop—calls from family, friends, reporters, and women in his life.

After answering the most urgent ones, Martin finally turned his phone off.

The video quickly went viral. Newspapers and online platforms buzzed with headlines about Martin's heroic rescue.

Some outlets even suggested that the Pentagon award him the prestigious Purple Heart 1. The idea gained surprising traction.

At a White House press briefing, a journalist brought up the suggestion, but the President dismissed it.

"No, the Purple Heart is awarded to members of the U.S. Armed Forces who are injured or killed in service. Martin does not meet the criteria."

The President, displeased with Martin's anti-war comments, regretted even awarding him the Presidential Medal of Freedom. There was no chance he'd approve a Purple Heart for Martin!

[Footnote: The Purple Heart medal is presented to service members who have been wounded or killed as a result of enemy action while serving in the U.S. military. A Purple Heart is a solemn distinction and means a service member has greatly sacrificed themselves, or paid the ultimate price, while in the line of duty.]