Deep Blue

In the mornings, we were just like every other land person. Two legs, regular bodies, but we held a very close secret. Water. It was the key to the treasure, you could say. The key to our tails.

However, not everyone agrees with our existence, and as humans tend to do, they fear us. Fear leads to violence. And violence leads to the Hunters. The Hunters lead to the death of my village. And its all my fault.