Mortuus Vivens- (ON HOLD TILL I FINISH CANDYMAN)

Day Of Wrath

In the darkness, they come to life. Their rows of teeth, as sharp as knives. They smile, Grinning eye to eye. Screaming, Howling, Their war cry. Apocalypse by GhoulOfGore

Darkly I watched my tail drift in the waves. The water calmly flowing over it giving it a vibrant azure blue color. A color I both adored and despised. It was the color of the sea, my home, my sanctuary. Azure blue it was widely known in the far oceans as the color of the mermaid.

Actually any vibrant color was the color of the mermaid. Which means the color of our tails. Salmon Pink, Azure Blue, Sea Green, Sunglow Yellow, Coral Orange, Scarlet Red and many more. Then there was my tail, Ghostly White. Never had there been a mermaid before with the color of Ghostly White. It was disgusting and a disgrace, it was me. With anger and hate I stared at my Ghostly White tail, while it drifted happily in the water.

If I could I would have cut it of years ago, but a mermaid can't live without her tail. Quit logical I think, but still the thought was tempting. My tail didn't possess an ounce of elegance or beauty. The scales were slimy and I smelled like a dead fish. Normal mermaids tails were sleek and shiny, and they often smelled like underwater flowers or the sea itself. 

I was a failure as a mermaid or an abonimation as the other mermaids liked to call me. Fishhead, Rotten Seaweed,  Rotty, Ghastly fishy, White Tail were just some of the words that got swung at my head everyday, if it wasn't a stone or deadfish.

I really hated my tail, I hated, hated, hated it! Why me? Why did I have to get punished? What did I do to deserve this? I silently cried as I burried my already tearstaned face in my hands not wanting to show weakness incase someone was looking. If I let them see one crack or one sign of weakness I would be done for. Mermaids don't cry, they sing, they seduce, they are happy. Not depressed, agressive and silent like me.

Once I used to sing, it was a long time ago and I used to sneak out at night to sing for a boy that I had met on land. He was a normal human, and at that time I didn't understand the power of my voice, I was still young and foolish. He became obsessed with me, saying that he loved me and followed me around everywhere even into the water. I tried to stop him I really did but in the end he drowned. The humans called it suicide.

That was the first time I got to know about my mermaid powers and the elderly mermaids punished me servire for my mistake. Even if I was a young mermaid I should have followed the laws. We were forbidden to interact with any land dwellers until we had learned to control our powers. It was clear that I hadn't mastered my powers yet.

That was just one of my many mistakes to come. Every time we had lessons in seducing or singing I failed. Making either my classmates faint through my voice or make my trainings mereman partner throw up thanks to my bad smell. In the end I gave up, only concentrating on the transforming part. Were we had to transform our tail into legs, surprisely it was the only thing I didn't have trouble with. 

But tomorrow I would finally be able to redeem myself. Tomorrow was the day we young mermaids were for the first time allowed on land and attend a supernatural high school. We youngsters had to represent our kind at the high school and make useful alliances or find our mates. It would also be the first time for me to meet my dad, because of my ''mistake'', I made when I was young I had been forbidden to have meet ups with my land dweller father.

It had been six years since I last saw him, and I was really scared of what he would think of me. Would he hate me for never contacting him? Or for the fact I killed a human, one of his kind? I really could remember nothing about him, not his voice, or eye color or smile. Nothing. Then there was my mate. I was sure that he would reject me the moment he saw me, I wasn't hot or sexy like other mermaids. I was plain, pale and smelly. I know that nobody could ever love me, it was a fact. Even my own mother left me after I was only one year old. Dissapearing into the nothingness. Leaving me alone to fend for myself. 

Suddenly I felt the need to sing, just to forget for a moment who I was. The song was clawing at my inside, fighting to get out. Without a second thought I opened my mouth and let the song flow out, letting my voice and sentences weave together into an haunting, powerful melody.

Scared I tried to stop, but it was already to late the song rang out in the soft evening breeze which suddenly turned icy cold. The sea also reacted to my song becoming violent and dark. Shocked I saw the sky suddenly darken, way to fast to be natural, it was like a curtain had been drawn over it leaving out the sun. I panicked and tried to stop, but something had taken control over my body. Scared I heard my voice build up, singing out in a foreign language unknown to myself. 

Tuba mirum spargens sonum

Per sepulchra regionum,

Coget omnes ante thronum.

Mors stupebit, et natura,

Cum resurget creatura,

Iudicanti responsura.

 

As my voice sang on the weather and sea continued to react to me. Threathening clouds appeared out and cast omious grey shadows on the before calm azure blue sea. The gently breeze from before had started to pick up, creating enermous strong winds that blew my hair into all kinds of directions. Violent waves started to crash around me pulling me with them to join their wild dance of enragement, still it didn't faze my body and it continued to sing on. It was as if nature itself was enraged because of my singing.

Liber scriptus proferetur,

In quo totum continetur,

Unde mundus iudicetur

Iudex ergo cum sedebit,

Quidquid latet, apparebit:

Nil inultum remanebit.

With wide eyes it started to dawn on me that if I continued singing this way I would sooner or later cause an orcane or maybe even an tsunami. I had stop. Determined I gathered all my strenght and focused my brain on one thought. STOP! With an audible click I heard my mouth shut, relief flooded my senses as I once again had control over my body.

That was until I saw the havoc and chaos I had created. I heard a loud plop my right and squanted my eyes gazing at a grey form drifting in the water towards me. Carefully I swam towards it and recognized it as an young dead hammer shark drifting atop of the waves. Suddenly everywhere dead sea animlas started to float up towards the surface popping up with a sick audible sound. Had I done this? Panicked I swam away of the site as fast as I could, racing towards my underwater cave. Finally there I burst out in tears. What had I done?

Yeah so that was the first chapter, I would love it if you maybe could comment on it, telling me what you thought of it. This is my first story on wattpad so I'm kinda nervous.  Furthermore the song is called ''Dies Irae'' and doesn't belong to me in any way.  I own nothing of the song, it's an old Latin hymn and is called Day of Wrath in english. I linked the song to this chapter incase you would like to listen to it ;)