Grace's P.O.V.
I'm older than I used to be. And stronger. My brothers forgot I exist, I still check up on them. You want to know what hurts, being dragged underwater and forced into becoming a mermaid. It burns. It really does. Like fire. Except cold.
Lukas' P.O.V.
I was being dragged by Matthias when I saw a small scrawny excuse of a mermaid. She clearly did not eat the correct diet. "Oi! You!" I called out and she turn to me, surprised. "Hej, Storbror Lukas!!" She said loudly. And now it was my turn to look as shocked as Matthias did she turned. "D-did you just..?" I questioned. The more I looked, the more came back to me. A scream of a four and five year old. My four year old sister being dragged beneath a large wave. I teared up and tried to step closer to the water, yet an arm stopped me. "Just look. Don't trust." Matthias warned. I might be magic, but he's a mermaid expert. I nodded and watched her swim close to shore. I blinked back a tear when I saw her body.
