I've Gotta Warn Him...I Bite

I've Gotta Warn Him... I Bite *Wave 2*

I startled awake! Was it all a dream? It seemed so real. The moonlight. The blood. The kiss.

The kiss.

I wish it could have been real. But who would have kissed me after asking for my name? Hmm... I have no idea. Of all the times I had gone up to that rock and watched the moon rise, it had never been that bright. And, really Aayla? Lance Trenton? My mate would have that great of a name would he? And I can't find my own mate. No one ever has. Not my parents, or their parents, or their's before. Not even the Queen has had a chance at love. She tells us that she only has love for her kingdom and other family. Not the kind of love that is specific for one person.

I silently rolled out of the green moss and weed I sleep in at night. Even though its really difficult to hear under water, I couldn't risk waking Brielle again. My mother would have a yell at me because Brielle is only 4 months old. And our hearing is many times better than humans. I could imagine Brielle dreaming about a happy, and good place. Some where peaceful under the sea.  But of course, she awakens. Loud. It must have been a bad dream. One like the one I'm falling into.

Quickly, and quietly, I cradle her in my arms and try to soothe her to sleep again. And here comes my mother. Of course. Who swims toward me like she always does when she get irritated. With fast and stiff movements with her tail and her lips cringing together in the middle, her brows reaching to her nose.

"Aayla! What are you doing?" Her voice tired.

"Um...she woke up?"

"And why was that?"

"I don't know! Brielle's a baby! They cry!" I wasn't in that great of a mood either this morning. I needed some sleep. A long rest would do me good after a restless dream. (I think it was a dream.) Still I'm not so sure about what happened the night before now.

"Just give her to me."

I handed the baby over to my mother. As my hands slipped out from under Brielle's long, full on dark red hair, mother began speaking again.

"I noticed you came in late last night." She began.

"I did?" I guess the whole thing wasn't completely a dream. I must have just watched the moon for longer than I should have or usually did. Probably. It's lighting was too bright and beautiful to be imagined. It's reflection on the water made me think that the sea was a calm and safe place. Even I couldn't pretend that was true. Our world here was at what seemed like a never ending violence scene in a bad... What do humans call them again? I had heared it once or twice before... Film?

"Yes. I'm sure you went strait to bed, right?"

"Yes. I'm sure I must have."

"You shouldn't be that close to humans. We only catch the sailors."

Its true. We sing to lure them close to us and right when they think they're getting a kiss, we bite their necks and they die instantly. They are saved for when we have our feasts. We speak the Sea Language. What would have sounded like high pitched screaming and moaning to a human. That's why we sing. My mother would have had the best voice if it wasn't for queen Seleena.  

"Okay. I've got to go. I'm going to go find Jennica. I'll be back soon."

"Alright. But don't forget we're feasting tonight. It's a special occasion?" My mothers voice drifted away from me as I swam fast away. I had no time to remember what the occasion was. I had to tell Jennica about my mate. Lance.

The werewolf.

Jennica wasn't hard to find. Ever. She was my best friend since our fathers became partners in assistance for the Queen. And was sexy... In a non-lesbian way. Jennica also had a loud mouth and had the tiniest sea shells for a strap. And was always found near the whales.

"MOAN!" Jennica yelled. She thinks she can speak whale. I tried teaching her how when we were younger but it didn't work out so well. She sounded like a human having sex. (I only know what that sounds like because a few months ago, some teenagers had used the words sex and sexy a lot and started doing things that made its definition pretty clear).

"Jennica!" I called.

"MOA- Oh hey! Hey can you tell them I say to go knock over a fishing boat? I havn't eaten since two days ago!" 

"Alright fine." I can speak whale. My father learned from his grandfather and our family is one of the few who do remember this far back of languages. Though there aren't so many. I moaned and groaned and yelled at a high pitch. The biggest whale groaned back and lead the others away. We followed. A few of the boys came with us. Demitrian, Jennica's chosen mate and the most idiotic of us all, swam right past us and sat on the leading whale.

"Look at me! MOAN!" He called.

Demitrian's blond hair waved side to side behind his muscular body as he turned back around to us. Why did Mr. and Mrs. Finn choose him for Jennica? He is pretty good looking if you get used to him. If you hadn't, you might think he was just stupid. But no mermaid here is bad looking...I took a hold of Jennica's elbow and led her a little ways behind our crowd. I wasn't ready to tell anyone else about Lance just yet. I had to trust her with this secret.

"Psst." I whispered.

"What?"

"Did we do anything last night?"

"No. You ditched me and Demitrian after supper. But..."

"But what?"

She turned her head away from me. A slight grin forming on the corners of her mouth. Jennica leaned towards me with the side of her head. Still looking at the boys in front of us she said something that gave me a bit of hope. A bit of hope for Lance Trenton being a real person;

"I noticed you came back from your rock pretty late last night."

I looked at her. Is this going where I think it's going? Was is all real? Did I really find my mate?

"Yeah. I was late. So were you I see. So what happened?"

"I swam up to the top to see what you were so happy about." If this really was real, did she see the kiss? Did she see me fall for our enemy? I hope she doesn't tell my parents.... Or worse... The Queen!

"Aayla.... Next time you plan to make out with a werewolf, make sure none of our tribe can witness it. Got it?"

"Yes! Yes yes yes! It happened!"

I screamed in joy! I am so excited this is true! I kissed a werewolf! I liked it! He is my mate! Lance Trenton is real! Lance Trenton is my mate! It wasn't a dream! It wasn't a dream. I tell Jennica all about the rest of the night. All about Lance. All about our kiss. Our kiss.

I will be getting an other one tonight. I will go up there tonight and see him again. If not, I'll look for him. But I will see him again. Jennica should have known who Lance was. It scared me after learning about where he came from. Even more than before. I was also scared of what might happen if Jennica were to tell anybody. They could tell someone else and the word might spread to my father and the Queen and my family and I would be sent to the Pacific Waters!

 But how did she know we kissed?

 Evesdropper. Jennica was there before I left.

"Wait you did? I wasn't serious! Aayla! I wouldn't even do that! Ew!"

I guess she wasn't there....