The Waters Secret

Whylomie - Part 1

!!Warning: Themes of violence and suggested rape in this chapter!! 

The cold water splashed against the dark rock causing Whylomie to flinch as she tried to stay dry. She was concentrating on keeping her toes, smiling when her hair brushed over her shoulders. She touched it lightly, taking a deep sigh as she wrapped her arms around her bare legs, pulling her knees into her chest.

This was the longest she had lasted sitting next to the edge. Normally, she had to move farther into the cave to keep the water from calling on her true nature. She glanced at the troubled surface pouting. Wishing she never had to return to that unwelcoming place.

The home she knew sat at the bottom of the hidden lake, deep underground she assumed. The rocky cave she hid in was dark and uninviting. She knew the only light in this suffocating place was within the colony, carved from stone and coral in the depths.

Whylomie was sure it had been beautiful at one time, but with their colony desperate and their kings need for focus on himself, the colony was fading. Falling into ruin. Asir was their only hope.

Unlike her twin brother who had been called the chosen one, Whylomie was the outcast of the mermaid colony. She had been unwanted since her birth, but then most females were unwanted. She, however, was slightly less desirable than the others, with no use or purpose.

The only reason to be a female is to mate with one of the last two remaining males in the colony of three thousand mermaids, in hopes of providing more male offspring.

Whylomie sighed as she decided to try walking on her new legs. What good would it be to pout about the present? Her only hope of having a family of her own was outside of their prison. Whylomie leaned against a rock for support as her legs trembled beneath her. She had decided months ago that she should leave this place and find Meredith, the last mermaid princess.

Meredith had been the only person to care about her besides her own brother. Not even her parents cared about her. Being related to the only two males in the colony meant her chances for breeding were nonexistent. She had to leave. Even if she was leaving someone, she cared about behind...

"What are you doing?" Asked a deep voice from the water making her squeak surprised. She turned to glance at the water as her masculine face peered back annoyed.

His jaw line was squarer than hers, with dominate cheek bones and a strong nose that framed his two deep blue eyes. His scalp was covered in a light fuzz of bright blonde hair, almost blending in with his pale skin tone. He had an earring clip on his left ear, though sometimes it was easily overlooked.

"I'm leaving. I have had it with you and your demands. I'm the older twin. I should be making the rules." Whylomie growled down at him as she thrust her nose into the air stubbornly. She turned to glare at him when he chuckled.

"You're leaving like that? The morning of my coming-of-age ceremony?" Asir pouted as she scoffed at him. He smiled as he looked her over as she rolled her eyes at him. Her light blonde curls becoming more obvious as they bounced around her jaw.

"Well excuse me for not wanting to witness the sight of thousands of desperate women throwing themselves into your bed hoping that you will impregnate them with future sons. Every sister's dream." Whylomie huffed sarcastically.

If she had been the male, then she would have been wanted. Desired even by her sisters. Whylomie sighed as she thought of her one mermaid friend. Marielle had done everything with her, until it became clear that she was like everyone else. Only using Whylomie to get to her brother.

It might have been easier if Asir did just ignore her like everyone else. She heard a splash, turning in time to see his scales fall away as they revealed two muscular legs.