Twisted Fairytales Vol. One: Part of your world

Part One

"Care for another severed arm, dear?" 

Ariel King's Father waved his tail to motion to the tray of severed arms in the middle of the shell-made dining table. Ariel hastily shook her head. 

"Can't. I'm loaded with eyeballs" 

"All for me then!" Yelled Ariel's younger sister, Coral. She picked a few off of the tray and devoured them before Ariel's green eyes. 

Now, Trition King, the King of the Atlantic mer tribe had four daughters who were all strikingly captivating both in physical appearance and personal character. Ariel King, however, was the prettiest among her sisters. Ariel was well-spoken, open minded and exceedingly intellectual. Her best physical feature is her bright red hair, which, in someway, conveys her fiery personality. 

But Ariel, like her sisters and every merperson belonging to the Atlantic Tribe had a horrible flaw; they feed off humans. Now, this particular flaw doesn't usually correspond with merpeople. The Atlantic Tribe had to begin feeding off humans when the amount of fish in the sea began to cease. Day by day, the merpeople had to compete against the fishermen until it was down to devouring sharks, whales and seaweed. At some point in time, a merman in town named Johnston Greenlake had come across a human carcass. Mad from hunger, Johnston began to devour the carcass bit by bit until there was nothing but a skeletal figure. 

"Absolutely delicious" Ariel remembered him say. 

To this day forth, every merperson in the Atlantic Tribe have begun to devour humans. The merpeople of the Atlantic Tribe were also known by the other mer tribes to have miraculous powers over water and the weather. Since the merpeople couldn't walk on land, they merely created storms and violent waves to knock fishermen off their ships and into the Atlantic where they will be placed upon dinner tables.