I Am The Last Mermaid

Chapter 1 Ready Or Not

Chapter 1
Ready Or Not

A Siren.

That's what I am.

Sirens are evil.

That's what all the people say.

When I was very young, six years old to be exact, my mother and father took me on a boat and took me to an island. At the middle of the island there was a large tree. They sat me down at the base of the tree and told me that no matter what I would not move from that spot until they came back. I waited, and waited, and waited. They never came back.

Three whole days I sat at that tree not moving, not making a sound. I ate nothing. I drank nothing. Only sat.
On the fourth day, I cried. I knew why they had left me, and I also knew they were never coming back. So, I got up and I moved. I walked the whole island. By the time I reached the ocean I cried no more. I was happy even. I was alone on an island where no one could tell me what to do. I was free.

I was 16 years old now. I have been on this island for 10 years. No ships have ever passed by my island and lived to sail another day, none ever will. This is the island of the haunted siren, and none shall ever come to this place unless wishing for death. That's what people say, for ships have
passed this island, many times and have seen me and heard me sing, only to have their ship sunken against the rocks, there has never been a survivor. If there one day is a survivor I wouldn't waste two seconds pondering on 'if I should save them.' I would run into the waves, change and all, and save them for I get lonely on this island of mine. Free some times does mean lonely.

I walk, now on the sandy shore of my island and walk slowly into to the ocean and let the change happen. It hurt, but I knew it would be worth it. The water got deeper and deeper, and I felt as if I could melt into it.

I looked down at myself. My beautiful, tail had come out. I could see my bright, and wonderful auburn fin, going up and seeing as the scales of my tail going into my waist and turned into an attractive ocean blue.
I flicked my tail and shot out of the water, like a dolphin, I fly and see the waters face before going back down into it. My blond hair flying behind me.

When I get back to shore I get back into my silk dress. On the island, the fourth day, the day I went exploring, I found a stone building, in which were clothes and food to last me a lifetime, as if someone was expecting me to be here.
I like to assume my parents left it for me. They obviously didn't care enough to keep me on the mainland, but I like to imagine that they left these things here to prevent me from
turning into a monster.
Then again, I already was one.
I went a small ways from the shore line and looked back. A large, ship was passing by.
"Oh, why pass my island? Why not another sirens' island?"
I looked sadly at the passing ship. I sat down and watched it slowly come towards the rocks, and unhappily, I watched as the ship hit the rocks with a loud CRACK. The broken ship, with screaming people in it sinks. I watch the men die, and the women crying.
I noticed a child clinging to the mast. Holding on for dear life. He couldn't have been more than seven years old. I felt a silent tear roll down my cheek.
Then I saw him. One man, away from the other dying men. Staring at me. He looked to be about the same age as me maybe sixteen even seventeen or eighteen. He just floated there, not moving, not trying to swim. He looked at me then shouted the words

"Help me!"

I ran and jumped into the ocean before I could mumble a reply.