Ursula

Flotsam and Jetsam

She didn't know how long she sat there after the tears ran out, feeling empty and stiff, her eyes glassy and unseeing, but it was long enough for both of Marina's tail fins to disintegrate and the wound to move on the the body of her tail. A little bit of blood was leaking out of the hole at the base of her tail. The sun was rising and a bit of dappled sunlight danced on Marina's fair forehead. Ursula remained in the same position, cradling the cold, bleeding body to her chest, looking out to the empty ocean behind the ship. There was a flash of black from inside the ship. Then another. Two shadows, darting throughout it. Ursula blinked and focused her gaze on them. Another streak swam through the wreck. This time, she was sure she saw it. Frowning, she shifted her body a little to see into the port window.

"Who's there?" She called out, her voice flat and dry. The thing swam by the window again. She could make out a long slender body, when suddenly, another identical body joined it.

"It'ssss jusssst usssss," two twin raspy voices hissed from inside.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Floatssssam, and he's Jetssssam," the voices answered in unison.

"What are you?" Ursula asked, tightening her grip around Marina.

"Don't be alarmed. We're here to help you," their breathy voices gave Ursula chills.

"I don't need your help. Go away. Leave me alone," Ursula started to get up, and five of Marina's scales fell off.

"Your dead sissster isssss bleeding," the voices continued.

"Go away! I don't need your help!"

"What if we told you there's a shark 2 miles out? And that he has caught her ssssscent?"

Ursula frowned again, warm tears pricking the corners of her eyes. "I don't care. I'm not leaving her."

"But if you don't, the shark will eat her bit by bit and then move on to youuu," The creatures flashed past the window and disappeared for a second, before reappearing from a hole in the deck of the ship. Ursula squinted to see them. They were...wait, they were eels. Two large moray eels, their skin a dark, slick gray-green, each with one yellow eye. "It'sss okay. Don't crrry. We're here to help youuu." As Ursula looked into their mismatching eyes, and dark slender bodies, then down at Marina, dead, bleeding, with chunks of tail falling off, and the tears really started to pour out. She sobbed, the empty feeling inside of her rapidly filling with sorrow, anguish, and pain. Most of all though, hatred. Hatred for Triton. It must've been the blow from the trident. Marina didn't get enough gold dust as she did, that must be why. She hated Triton. She would do anything to avenger her sister. Straightening her hair and swimming forward out of her warm pool of tears, she looked straight into the yellow and grey eyes of the eels in front of her.

"What do you plan on doing?"