Making a Splash

The Final Battle

Lily and her friends knew going in that their mission to stop Grimlur was risky. Given all that they had done to get away from the terrifying cecaelia last time, it seemed foolish to so willingly put themselves back in that danger. But they had done it anyway, because they believed they would find some way to stop him.

That goal seemed much harder however now that they were coiled up in his tentacles.

"Ah, it's been so long since I saw you three." Grimlur said with a sinister grin. "I had a feeling one day we might meet again. It seems I was right."

"Let us go, you freak!" Marie shouted.

"I don't think so. Now that Aquaria's trident is mine, I have total power over this entire kingdom. All of the merpeople here belong to me now."

"People aren't things for you to own!" Lily glared. "You really are rotten to the core!"

"Call me what you will. But it doesn't change the fact that the three of you are about to be mine once again." Grimlur said with a laugh. He began swimming back towards the throne room, dragging the three mermaids along with him.

The girls tried to get free of Grimlur's hold, but they knew deep down by now that it was futile. Was this it? Had they failed? Were they going to spend the rest of their lives as Grimlur's slaves?

Finally, Grimlur arrived back at the throne room. It was a relatively empty room, but at the far end was the throne, carved from the same material that seemed to make up the rest of the castle's structure. To the left of the throne were two merpeople that seemed to be in their sixties, and each trapped in a sphere of light. The first was a merman with whit hair and a long beard. The second was an orange-haired mermaid with a few gray hairs showing. Both of them had a blue tailfin similar to Liz's. Lily and the others could only guess these two were her parents, the king and queen of Aquaria.

Glancing around, Lily and the others saw no sign of Liz or Cleo. They could only hope that meant they were on their way and hadn't already been caught.

"Now then, who wants to be first? Any volunteers?" Grimlur asked with a chuckle, seeing the trio of mermaids glaring at him. His gaze soon became fixed on Emma. "How about you, sweetheart? I remember you had a delightful little scream last time."

Emma's expression quickly changed to one of fear. "No... Please no..."

With a swing of his tentacles, Grimlur tossed Lily and Marie to the side. Before they could regain their balance and move however, Grimlur used the trident and created chains that bound them by their wrists to the floor. He then took Emma and pinned her onto the floor, his tentacle underside sitting on top of her tailfin.

Emma struggled with all her might to get Grimlur off her, but to no avail. Her body trembled with fear as she saw his lecherous gaze staring down at her.

"Emma!" Lily exclaimed. "Let her go, you sick bastard!"

"Be patient. Your turn will come soon enough." Grimlur told Lily before returning his eyes to Emma's vulnerable body. "Now then, what kind of fun should we have this time?" He brought the trident close to her, sliding one of its prongs under the front strap of Emma's shell bra. "First, why don't we get rid of this? Wouldn't want it getting in the way, now would we?"

Fear gripped Emma's entire body. She didn't want this. Anything but this. But there was nothing that she could do. She was completely helpless and at Grimlur's mercy.

Just as Grimlur was about to pull the trident back and snap off Emma's bra, the sound of something falling over rang through the throne room. Grimlur turned his head towards the entrance of the throne room where the sound had come from, pausing his fun time with Emma to point the trident towards there.