Strangers of Sea & Land

The Lost Ones

"Oh, do you two know each other?" Mom said.

"Er, kind of.."

"Well that's great! Maybe you two can hang out some time while Mr. Emerson and I catch up."

"Good idea, Mary. Go on, Brad, we'll see you in a little bit." Emerson added on.

I tugged at my sleeves, and smiled at Brad. He looked almost exactly like the boy I saw in my dream.

Meeting his eyes, I flushed a bright pink. They were a clear ocean blue.

"Hey, Brad right? I'm Katt." Sticking my hand out to shake his.

He awkwardly took it.

"Yeah, you know my dad?"

"Well, my mom knows him," I rolled my eyes. "He's my therapist." I almost cringed at the word.

"Oh alright," He smirked slightly.

"So what do you hu-, I mean what do you like to do?"

I tilted my head in confusion for a second before answering.

"Well I do jiujitsu and Muay Thai!"

"Oh martial arts, correct?"

"Yeah! You should come to with me tonight." I smiled, it would be fun seeing a new face in the gym."

A look of uncertainty crossed his face and he looked back towards Mr. Emerson.

"Sorry, son, I think you should get a little more settled in before you venture off by yourself," His eyes crinkled as he laughed.

"Who knows you might get killed out there!"

I widened my eyes in shock but let out a breath of relief as he patted my shoulder.

"Only joking!" He shook his head and waved off the humans.

We turned and headed back towards his apartment. He explained that's what they call small homes in the mortal language.

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Clicking the lock open with a small silver device, we stepped into a modern styled home.

The light was dim above the kitchen table, where papers and journals laid scattered.

There were also framed photos of the beach and the ocean, posters deceiving different sea creatures were tacked onto the walls.

A clear container held a few colorful fish as well, it say nudged into a corner by a large window.

"So this is your home now, father?"

He simply nodded and took off his shoes.

"It's a lot smaller than the sea palace," I walked around.

"But much better than the siren's cove."

"I thought you'd say that," He grimaced.

"I always hoped I could keep you from living in those deep caves, but..."

"What excuse could you have, father? All those years you could've claimed me, instead you left me with that woman."  I snapped back.