The Little Mermaid

Electra: I Become a Lifegaurd

I had been swimming for a while now. I could feel the water get warmer and a even a bit brighter. Any second now, I would be at the surface...

—a minute later—

My head popped out of the water. My hair clung to my head in little shards, almost like the picture of icicles I had seen when I was little, back when mermaids would commonly come to the surface.

That was, until my mother got captured in a net and died. Since then, my father has forbid any mer people from going to the surface.

Anyway, I'm getting off topic.

I looked around, but it was too dark to see any rocks or islands. But I did see a little speck of light in the distance.

I swam towards it, and realized that it looked like a bowl. But it looked familiar. I tried to think of what it was called. Then I remembered it, from one of the books my nursemaid had read to me when I was little.

It was a ship, and it was what humans used to cross the seas and oceans. Despite what my dad had told me about never getting close to humans, I swam towards the ship.

I saw humans with two legs instead of tails. They were dancing and singing, but one caught my eye. He was the heart of the party, a boy my age, with shaggy bright blonde hair. He was teaching the other men how to dance a certain way. I think it was called line dancing.

I watched them dance for a few minutes, then I noticed a panicked looking man run to another man; I think he was called Captain Sparrow.

They talked in hushed voices, but they were interrupted by a loud clap of thunder.

"Secure the hatch!" yelled the captain. "Lower the sails, dispose off all metal!"

But his voice was drowned by another clap of thunder, then water started pouring from the sky.

I could see he was yelling, but in all the chaos, no one saw the lightning.

It was there for only a second, but it struck the ship, and the ship caught on fire. In just a matter of five seconds, the entire ship was set ablaze.

I saw men getting on boats and rapidly rowing away. People were fighting and squishing together to get a seat. But in the confusion, no one saw the boy with the shaggy blonde hair was left behind.

He grabbed onto a wooden plank and jumped onto it, holding on for dear life. I swam up to him, but he was unconscious.

I would save him. Not only because it would always be there in the back of my mind, making me feel guilty, and that if he died I would never forgive myself, but also because he was kind of *cute.

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"Perfect!" cried the seawitch.

"Minions, come here!" she commanded.

"Yes, Ursala?" said her two eels in unison.

"See the girl in the crystal ball?"

"Which one?"

"The one holding the rope with the boy on it. She's riding on the electric sparks! There's only one girl in the crystal ball for you to see anyway!"

"She's pretty..."

"Now's not the time for that! We need to strip her of her powers so I can finally get my revenge!"

"What do we have to do?"

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*Author's Note: since I have no experience with boys myself, you will understand why my idea of romance might be far from reality...