Aquatic || l.h.

// Prologue \\

[MARINA]

Most people spend their whole life wishing they were mermaids or that their whole life revolved around the sea. People go to great lengths to do such things. Spells or buying a house on the beach for summertime leisures would be some of those things.

Growing up, my parents loved the sea and would take me to the beach every summer. Hell, that was even why I was named Marina. Nonetheless, I shared that passion for the sea. It somehow called to me with every wave.

One summer, at the age of fifteen, my parents decided to change it up and take me to the pier, keeping the beach theme but changing it up just enough.

As I was fifteen and free to roam around the pier on my own, I found a small shop that seemed to belong to a psychic. I quietly walked in to check out what was inside.

At the time, I was obsessed with mermaids. I loved the thought of turning into this beautiful creature with a long tail and wavy hair. I asked the woman if she had anything that pertained to mermaids. All she did was smile and lead me into a section of books of spells.

"You want to be a mermaid?" she smiled.

"I dream about it." I said, looking up from a book and tucking a piece of black hair behind my ear.

"It's possible."

I laughed, "Part of me wants to believe that."

"If you could become one, would you?" she asked.

"Who wouldn't?"

"Would you like anything to drink?" the old woman asked.

"That would be nice, thank you." I shrugged, being as innocent and naïve to the elderly as a bored fifteen year old could be.

She quickly came back with a light blue pitcher and gave me some water in a seashell. I figure that it was just a cute thing she always did for all the young girls who wished they could be a mermaid.

I took a sip of the water. It was the sweetest water I had ever tasted. Something about it made me so addicted.

"Tell me,..." she said, her eyes were as blue as the ocean.

"Marina." I stated my name, "Marina Dicampo."

"Tell me, Marina, what color would your tail be?"

"It'd be a royal blue." I gushed, "The type of blue you see when you think of the ocean. I'm so in love with blue. I absolutely have to marry a boy with blue eyes."

"Mermaids have powers too," she said, getting out the pitcher of water and pouring some more into my shell. The water was addicting, to say the least.

I took another sip, "I'd boil water. Burn the fingers of those I don't like, and heat up the tea of those that I do like."

"Smart girl," she laughed. She quietly sang something as I finished up the last of the water in her pitcher.

"Was I really that thirsty?" I asked, snapping back into reality. She laughed and shook her head.

"I think it's time that I go now." I said, picking up my purse and standing up.

"Before you leave," the woman said, standing and shuffling through a treasure chest, "I want you to have this."

She handed me a necklace with a tiny shell hanging on the bottom. A crystal the same royal blue I had pictured my mermaid tail to be was in the center of the shell.

"So you can always remember me." she smiled.

"Thank you." I smiled as she helped me put the necklace on.

"Don't take it off until the moon rises." she said. I shrugged and told the old woman goodbye. No worries.

After three long months of my legs itching and aching, having the urge to sing all the time, drinking water nonstop, and feeling the need to have my legs crossed at all times I realized that my legs would start turning blue as I stepped into the shower. Slowly, they became more and more blue the longer I waited. My knees became weak, forcing my legs to join together and I lost balance.

"Fuck." I muttered as I hit my head against the edge of my bathtub. I looked down at my body and held in a scream. My legs were replaced with a long, royal blue fin.

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this is probably a really basic story but hey i promise it'll get better

-mayhem