(Sequel) John Laurens X !Mermaid! Reader

°Chapter 6: Deadly Anger°

"How'd you get on that island?" Hercules asked as he handed John a cup of beer. "I was sailing with a rowdy crew. I didn't have a choice, I had to get off land and away from the Brits," John answered, sipping from the beer. "Eventually I acted up and they dumped me on that island. I've been there for a while now," He explained. "Sounds like something you'd do," Hercules agreed, looking at his reflection in the cup.

"Do you know where Y/N is?" He then asked to which John shook his head. "When I went to the camp to rescue her from the brits, I saw her being friendly with them. I'm sure she's somewhere in Britain by now," He told him. "What a shame. She was so nice and it turned out to be a trick," Hercules sighed and took a sip. "You were right, John. There was something seriously wrong with her," 

"Yeah," John sighed looking at the waves beside him. "I gotta tell you something about her though," Hercules slowly said. "Now that she's gone," John looked back at him and raised an eyebrow. 

"I'm gonna f*cking take that ship down," Y/N groaned to herself as she laid on the seafloor, staring at the sea surface. "That's why he was so excited to get on that ship," She sighed. "I'm such a dumb a$$," 

As the reality sunk in, a dark thought arose from the depths of her mind. A certain melody circled her mind as she slowly moved her gaze to the bottom of the ship. "I'd very much be in earshot from the side of that ship," 

"A disease?" John asked. "A foreign one too. I thought it was a myth," Hercules said. "It's deadly and it's painful. The strange thing is, I noticed none of them took my medicine and they survived weeks and weeks without it. They should've been dead," He explained which shocked John. "But she's alive," He mumbled under his breath.

"What was that?" Hercules asked, looking up. "Well, I'm assuming she's still alive but she could very well be dead by now. But I have a hunch, you know?" John rambled on a bit before taking a sip. 

"Uh-huh," Hercules said, narrowing his eyes. "What if she happened to be alive? This... Hakuna Matata disease should've killed her already. Right?" He asked Hercules. "Well yes. But that would mean that she doesn't have the Hanahaki disease," Hercules explained. "But you told me she was spitting flower petals out her mouth. That clearly sounds like the Hanana tea," John argued.

"Hanahaki isn't the only illness where flowers flow out of your mouth," Hercules said, emphasizing the illness a bit clearer. "Wait, there are other diseases where flowers grow out of your mouth?" John asked. "We'll have to research that in a library which stores witchcraft books to find an actual name," Hercules explained. "But I doubt you're that curious about a hypothetical question," He shrugged and took a sip, side glancing John. 

Y/N poked her head out of the water and looked at the side of the ship. She took a deep breath in, pushing all the reluctant thoughts away before opening her mouth and slowly singing a slow but disturbing lullaby. 

"I'm not curious," John denied, sipping from his drink. "Right," Hercules said, shaking his head. 

Sleep sleep sleep

John looked up and looked toward the other side of the ship. Slowly frowning, he said: "Did you hear that, Herc?" 

Don't sit too close to the edge of the deck

"Herc?" John asked again when he got no reaction. He turned his head toward his friend but jumped when Herc's cup fell to the ground with a loud bang, spilling the golden brown liquid all over the floor. 

Or little frail siren will come 

Herc had his gaze to the other side of the deck aswell. "What's gotten into you?" John asked, leaning a bit forward and seeing a faint flow in Herc's eyes. In shock, he leaned back, pressing his back against the wooden phrame. 

And grab you by the flank

John looked up and saw that the rest of the crew on deck had turned their heads to that side as well. All of them dropped what they were doing and slowly started walking over there. 

Drag you deep in the sea

Hercules got up as well, alerting John immediately. He got up too and ran to the source of the sound. He pushed through everyone and leaned over the wooden phrame to then look right into Y/N's eyes. 

Underneath the blue waves