MCYT One-shots (Mostly Smajor / Scott)

Inner Beast - Scott (LimL)

Before this starts, I need to explain a bit on how Scott's magic generally works. He has pretty much just casts a cloak over himself that will adapt to his surroundings, and he just tells people that he is some other kind of faerie, and this actually happens naturally.

Category: Hurt/Comfort

Main Character(s): Scott, Martyn

TW: Blood, Minor Gore, Sensory Overload

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Scott stared out over the ocean, the salty sea breeze flowing through his hair. He was enjoying the beginning of this new series, now that the boogeyman chaos had settled down and he had set up an island over the coral reef. There was only one thing bothering him.

He had no tail.

In every other life series, he had sprouted a long tail with a furry tip that matched his current colour, and he had similar tails in a few other worlds as well.

Oddly, he didn't have that here. Instead, Scott had realized that he was sprouting gills, currently non-functioning, on his neck. He also had sleek faintly grey skin on the top of his nose, head, arms, and legs. This seemed to serve no function though, and he thought little of it.

-Time Skip-

It was now three hours into the series, according to his clock that he had received from Grian, but that was clearly wrong. Nine days had passed, not a few hours.

That was not the worst of Scott's worries at the moment though, as he had found that he had gotten webbed hands and feet. His grey skin had become very prominent as well, as Martyn had pointed out when he had visited. He even had sprouted flowing teal fins, two from the sides of his arms and one on his back.

What is happening to me? He stressed, raising an arm to scratch at his head. What am I? Some sort of weird sea beast?

Scott's eyes skimmed over the water, wondering if there was anything in there that could give him a clue about his predicament. Pufferfish? No... Lionfish? No. Maybe a Blue Tang? No. Dolphin? N- Wait a moment...

He paused, watching the grey creatures swim around in the reef. That could be it. But dolphins don't have gills, do they?

He frowned, then got to his feet and leaped into the water. He sank down slightly, before beginning to try and swim towards the pod of dolphins, but when he tried to kick with his newly webbed feet, he instead jerked forwards at an odd angle, quickly spiraling out of control as he attempted to kick again and again. ACK- What's happening?! What's going on now?!

The hybrid's eyes glanced down for a moment to see what was wrong with his legs just to find that...

He had no legs.

In place of his legs, he had a huge tail akin to that of a dolphin, but instead of the usual grey fin at the end of it, there was the same loose, flowing, material that made up his fins.

Scott carefully moved in back and forth, in a slower and almost snakelike way, moving with the flow of the water around him. As he did so, he began moving forwards in a much more controlled fashion. I could get used to this...

-Time Skip-

It had been several weeks in this place, and the clock was still only moving by 20 minutes each day. Scott had slowly become more and more fish-like as the time ticked on, slowly growing a tail for his non-aquatic form as well as his gills beginning to partially work. With the help of Martyn he even confirmed that he was part dolphin as well as part betta fish.