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Story Sixteen: The Beast of the Bermuda Triangle (Dragon First Draft)

Song: "Song of the Sea" - Nolwenn Leroy

Genre (s): Short Story/Fantasy

Written When? 12th Grade

        Before my parents dumped me onto that tropical island far out in the Bermuda Triangle, they said I would one day become known as the "Guardian of the Seas''. What is the Guardian of the Seas? Mom and Dad never answered that question. They merely said I am special and that the Bermuda Triangle needs somebody like me. Aside from that, they also dumped me because they wanted me to perfect my skills over water. They gave me a magic necklace with a blue seashell pendant when they left and explained that I will be able to change my form with it on. How young I was at the time, I thought that was pretty cool. Since then, I have never taken the necklace off.

My parents said they would be back, but it has been seven years, and I can't find them anywhere. I am alone–me, Will–a twelve-year-old who isn't even human. I am a shapeshifter, but I am mostly a beast. I am known as the "Beast of the Bermuda Triangle". But I am not evil. I care greatly for marine animals and the ocean. I also can change my form from the Beast of the Bermuda Triangle itself to a twelve-year-old human boy. I can only do this, though, if I'm wearing my necklace.

The island I lived on was the closest thing I had to my former home, even though I didn't remember it all that well anymore. It's small and a perfect size for me. The sand was white, and the reef and ocean surrounding it were very blue. My home was located in the middle of the island. I slept in a large tree. That tree was where I kept all my belongings. Every day, I loved to run out to the beach and collect seashells.

I may be a beast more than a human, but that doesn't mean I don't have a lot of humanlike abilities. When I change my form into a boy, I do look like a boy. I have long, scraggly, brown hair that I wear pulled back in a ribbon and blue eyes. In terms of clothing, I usually wear a white, puffy-sleeved shirt with a brown vest over it and brown, torn-up pants. I never wear shoes, and my skin is tanned due to all the years I've lived alone in the sun. I can't talk as a human, because I don't know any of their languages, so I am technically a mute, but that's not all bad. While I don't know human language, I do know how to communicate through sign language.

I thought I was ready for anything, but then one morning, I saw a mysterious figure on the ocean's horizon.

***

I had awoken in my tree to the bright rays of sunshine. They were warm and comfortable. That is how I always see sunshine, especially in the Bermuda Triangle.

Yawning, I sat and stretched my hands over my head. It was a brand-new day. I love waking up not knowing what's going to happen.

Before heading out to the beach, I knocked down some bananas and ate them for breakfast. Bananas are one of my favorite fruits. I finished three of them in a short amount of time, but I was still hungry. That time, I decided to head out and search for some coconuts.

Standing up on my branch, my tanned, dirty hands grabbed a vine, and I hopped off the tree. I swung to the jungle's bed and let it go the second I landed. However, my feet accidentally hit a hill, and I ended up taking a tumble. See, the jungle was so overgrown with ferns that I sometimes couldn't see what was in front of me. The hill I rolled down led to the beach.

Within a minute or two, I flew out of the ferns and landed face-first on my island's beautiful sand. It tickled my fingers and toes, and I couldn't help but chuckle. Man, was that fun!