A Merman's Vow(Sequel to A Mermaid's Cry)

Chapter 21-Unmasking Fears

♥️At last, my murder children are back together!
Yes, I know it took a bit but you can never rush perfection. 😊 Now, I hope y'all enjoy, and don't get too mad at me about the end part of this chapter. 😁. Hehe, bye!

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My dreams have either been filled with horrors or memories of what I've lost.

Gnashing of eel teeth scraping my flesh off from the bone. The feeling of warm water and glittering sand beneath my fingers, beholding the sight of Father's broken spear on the shore. Never was I given a reprieve. Never mercy. Never idle grumblings. Never was a single sound made, beyond my own tortured screams. That is, until now.

In the darkness I hear them. Voices. Familiar voices keening in my ears, mad as hornets. Arguing and rising high enough with two others, that I fear they will make my ears bleed from the sheer chaos they are brewing.

"Put that down!" The shrewish scolding of Octavia breaks through the buzzing anxious frenzy.

"Why? What is it?" Lucas's inquisitive tone barely masking his devilish mocking.

"You think I know. Ask the doddering fool in the corner who won't stop drawing pictures of me!" Adila's exasperated dismissal ending any further questions from my trouble making sibling.

"It is research, I will have you know Madame!" One of the strange voices scolded my friend. A male voice, so very familiar yet different somehow. It is calm and studious, as if its owner now has a backbone to barb his words.

"And I will have you know that I will shove your research straight up your-."

"Enough! Can't you all be quiet long enough for me to think!" Octavia's voice cutting the growing argument, as if her knife like shriek would cut their vocal cords and give us all blessed silence.

"That I believe is an impossibility for you little sea creatures." The unknown and unwelcome voice of another male intruding after a single moment of quiet and peaceful darkness. "Any luck waking the murderous maiden?"

An intrusion that sent the room I could not see into chaos yet again.

"As if its of your business! Get out!" Octavia shoots back.

"As a matter of fact Blondie it is. As I'm the one who put my crew in danger to save your handsome friend's little plaything."

"Play thing? Play thing!" My brother shouts, the thumping of running feet and the creak and pained male grown denoting Lucas's surprise pounce.

"Lucas no!" Octavia shouts.

"Dammit! Get him off." The grappled male barks.

"Lucas, you're only allowed to maim the scoundrel not kill him! " Adila hollers from a distance.

"No! Not the ledgers!" The same calm tone of a male cutting through the ensuing din of thumping feet and objects hitting stone. "Oh gods! Lookout for the-."

Cold, ice and frost cold water falls onto my head coinciding with the crack of breaking porcelain. Droplets splashing onto my face, the streams finding their way down my neck and into the crevice of my chest.

"Water pitcher."

The freezing liquid brings me out of the darkness. Spine bringing the top part of my body with an abrupt jerk of muscle and bone. My eyes fly open, taking in the warm blankets pulled up to my stomach. Arms and hands cleaned of blood, fingers ending in familiar claws waiting to sink into vulnerable flesh. My head twists to the left, ears picking up the gasps and curses of those in the room. Doctor's Istas' room. His study and his cell.