"Let the waters guide you... just as Selene guides them..."
"You've been away long enough... It's time to come home.."
All Y/n wanted out of her dull, mundane life was to find out the truth about herself. Will she succeed in her endeavours or end up...
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Nothing mattered more than ensuring the safety and survival of the little bundle of life cradled in his arms.
Tucked safe and secure in a last minute makeshift sling, the newborn slept soundly unbeknownst to the imminent danger that was steadily pursuing them.
The salty water rippled around them as his powerful tail clad in scales snapped through it at a frantic pace. Humans would equate him to an underwater missile as he was moving at such a speed making any onlooker view him as nothing more than a watery blur.
Two more such blurs a few meters behind had their sight set on the pair. Their goal, capture and kill.
The constant reminder of their ill intentions spurred him on even more. If he could just get her to the surface, preferably near one of those angular, boxy dwellings that he knew humans resided in then she would have a chance at being taken care of and not be left to succumb to the elements.
His sudden shift in speed jostled the sling making the infant startle awake and begin to whimper. Caressing her head the merman tried to soothe her as best he could under the current circumstances.
"Shhh-shh, you're ok, you're ok"
He really wished he could've watched her grow up, surrounded by her parents and loved ones, embrace the life that she was born into that was of the sea. However that wasn't an option anymore, not when said parents were brutally slaughtered when their tribe was suddenly invaded.
Sensing the two mer gaining on him he kicked his fin faster, if that was even possible. The sandy floor was slowly rising up indicating that he was approaching shallow waters and potentially land. Hope rises in his chest.
I don't care if I die, as long as my efforts ensure that you live.
His body now scraping the ocean floor, ensuring though that his upper torso doesn't touch and risk injuring the baby, he breaks the water's surface breathing in a lungful of air, gills on his neck now redundant.
He wastes no time in surveying the area, where he thankfully spots one of the human structures he's seen from time to time. It was the peak of night so any chance of being spotted by roaming humans was significantly reduced, however he still wanted them to be alerted of a vulnerable newborn spontaneously washed up ashore.
With little time to think and the nearby splashes of the pursuers resounding in his ears he used his strong arms to drag himself onto the shore. The structure wasn't too far away so he made his way towards it. Human silhouettes could be seen within, encouraging him on further. Two bodies breached the water behind and he panicked.
Merfolk like him couldn't undergo any form of metamorphosis and grow legs contrary to popular human belief. However the arrangements he made earlier ensured that once the newborn touched the dry sand then she would evidently become human.
His hands grazed over the first dry grains of powdery, white sand and he detached the sling. Delicately laying her down on the ground she stared up at him with wide rounded eyes. However, the baby mer began to scream out in pain as he witnessed her tiny scaled tail, which looked so much like his own, split in two.
He gasped and hovered his hands over her unsure on how to handle what's happening. Tears escaping his eyes at seeing her in pain. It really crushed his heart. "It's alright, i-it'll be over soon" he let out in a shaky, trembling voice, trying to provide some words of comfort. "Y-your gonna be fine".
All of his attention was solely on her making sure she survived this transformation, that he momentarily forgot they were being hunted. A stabbing pain to his tail changed his focus as he looked back to see one of the mer had an ironclad grip on his fluke. Their sharp retractable nails embedded deep within, drawing out dark purple liquid. Blood of the merfolk.
"Escaping is futile" he smirked.
The second attacker chuckles gripping on as well. "However we do love a good chase".
With one harsh tug they propelled him backwards away from the newborn. This was it, he'd probably never see her again.
More pain radiated up his tail as they tore him further away, all while he struggled to fight back. They tackled him into the water, pushing him under and sinking into the ocean depths. Clawing at every inch of his body, ripping and biting off bits of skin and scales, streams of purple coloured the water around them. He got a few good hits in too however they always had the upper hand.
As more of his body got battered, his mind drifted to the last image he got before he was dragged under. Two figures had emerged from their home and were rushing down the beach towards their direction.
He smiled, his plan had worked. They would find her and she would be safe, away from all the conflict underneath these ominous waves. He grunted out a few pained words before he blacked out from the unbearable pain.
"Be safe" "I-I love you" "My sister"
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A/N Thank you so much for taking the time to read this. This is my first time writing a fanfic and properly writing a story in general so if you see any mistakes, inconsistencies or just amateur writer cliches then I deeply apologise.
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