Hello there everyone! I got inspiration from seeing the movie a few days ago. I really like it a lot. Just to let you know this story would be a mix from both the movie and from Hans Christian Andersen's original story.
Enjoy! Lyrics from the original soundtrack of the Little Mermaid.
"I'll tell you a tale from the bottomless blue…And it's hey to the starboard, heave ho!" The chorus of sailors sang as they paced on deck. "Look out lad a mermaid be waiting for you in mysterious fathoms below!" Bouncing golden spikes appeared and aided with one of the sail's ropes. He was followed by a blue-almost black tinged furred dog. "Isn't this great?" He asked as he tilted his head back so his neck and face could be assaulted by the cool, salty ocean air. "The salty sea air, the wind blowing at your face." He leaned backwards a bit, while the dog barked happily. He sighed refreshed. "Perfect day to be at sea." He admitted joyfully and turned to look at a poor old man who was his butler that had been vomiting his lunch since morning. The man looked at him scornfully. "Oh..yes." He said between teeth sarcastically. "Delightful." He felt another wave and returned to look at the wavy ocean. The young blonde shrugged his shoulders and began to walk around the deck, checking how the sailors were doing and how the ship's condition was. A small and slightly fat sailor was tying a rope with difficulty and so the young blonde man got to his aid. "A fine strong wind and a following sea." The young man tied it, while the rough, slightly bulky sailor talked with his rough and raspy voice. "King Triton must be in a friendly type mood."
"King Triton?" The young lad asked curious.
"Why…" An old, cranky sailor with a missing eye began as he piled their latest catches in barrels. "The ruler of the merpeople lad. Thought every good sailor knew about him." The young man's butler feeling better decided to join the conversation at deck and made his own comment. "Merpeople?" He asked as he straightened his posture and clothes that had been dishevelled as he vomited. "Cloud pay no attention to this nautical nonsense."
"But it ain't nonsense." The old one-eyed man retorted as he pointed at the butler with a fish. "It is the truth! I'm telling you down in the depths of the ocean…" He kept on inspired by his own words as he swayed the fish left and right. "Woah!" Suddenly the poor orange fish managed to escape the old sailor's clutches and splashed down into the sea as the sailor's song kept on and on. "Heave ho….Heave ho…" A soft, sort of humming began. "Heave ho, heave ho, heave ho…." The humming became a murmur and soon it erupted in a loud choir. "IN MYSTERIOUS FANTHOMS BELOOOW!" The chanting could be heard all over the sea, like a thunder against a mountain. The thunderous singing could even reach below the sea's foamy surface were the orange fish gave a sight of relief as he could feel the warm and gentle hands of its mother sea.
The fish swam slowly away from the terrifying surface as well as from the death's ship, the cold water caressing it as it descended into its depth. Swam and swam it did into the darkest and most profound parts of the tranquil sea. It passed a forest of algae, which with its green leaves gave smooth touches to its body. When the forest finished, it greeted the anemones that lived around the area, attached to smooth and rough rocks that lingered in the ocean floor. Schools of angelfish passed it by and greeted it with smiles on their faces. Jellyfish waved at him as they floated to get their food. And as it went down a groove a family of whales hummed in happiness to see it pass by. Yes the fish was a welcomed and wanted presence in the sea, unlike at the surface he was just seen as food or an object. As the orange tiny fish swam a looming shadow covered for a moment the sun's rays that managed to hit the ocean floor and the scaly skin of the fish. For a moment the fish got frightened and covered its tiny black eyes with its transparent fins. Fearful it tried to back away, but soon a tune got to it and the fright it once felt melted away like grains being taken from the shore by the tide. The tune it knew well enough, a melody that it never grew tired from. It was the melody of the sea, the lullaby of the mother blue, and the sonata for every living aquatic creature. The tune, the soft, velvet tune was the siren's call.
The fish removed its fins from its eyes and, fearless now, faced the shadow that once loomed above it. The first thing he saw was a silhouette, a human silhouette. But then the rest of the body appeared. Instead of a pair of smooth skinned legs, it saw a long and scaly tail. It was a merfolk, a male one at that. And from where he came from more appeared, a pack of merpeople. The fish stopped to gaze at the gods of the sea, or so they called them. They were protectors, guardians, and the saviours from the deep blue. The fish and plants revered them and loved them like a child would his mother. The small orange fish remembered the tales its mother used to tell them about the beginning of the merfolk. She said that long ago, the merpeople didn't live among fish or any sea creature. Yet one day, the humans and the sea monsters appeared out of nowhere and the aquatic life began to die with the passing days. The humans killed fish for food as well as the sea monsters. Sometimes, they even killed just for the fun of it. Humans were the worst for they even fished them out to keep as pets. And when all was thought to be lost, the merfolk arrived from the northern waters. With their spears and swords forged out of minerals and rocks they found in the deep blue, the merpeople fought humans and sea monsters that tried to harm the living creatures. With time the aquatic fauna and flora began to call them gods and invited them to live among them. And so, they built their home right here in the middle of the sea where they lived. Seeing them always made the small orange fish loose its breath, for they never stopped fascinating it. The small orange fish decided to follow the merfolk and with them swam till they reached the city where they lived. It was a giant golden castle, which shone with unnatural golden light, almost like the sun. Its giant doors where made of corals and pretty stones, its floors made out of polished sand, its towers were built with the finest underwater rocks and where ever the eyes looked there was sure bound to be gold.
The fish happily entered the enormous concert chamber that the castle held and took a seat among the many guests and fish and crustaceans they merfolk invited. Today was the day King Daphnes Nohasen Hyrule girls were to sing the newest song and for the first time the seventh daughter was to sing on public. Daphnes was most proud and pleased with its daughters when they sang. No mermaid in the hold ocean had much beautiful and wonderful voice than his daughters. And the seventh one was rumoured to have the sweetest and most amazing voice out of the seven. And so the fish and all the other guests impatiently waited for the concert to begin. All of the sea creatures chitchatted about how this was bound to be the best concert the entire ocean had ever seen.
The sound of trumpets alerted the hall to be silent. A small and kind of cute looking seahorse emerged from behind the trumpeters. The cute seahorse cleared its throat a bit and took a deep breath. "HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS KING DAPHNES NOHASEN HYRULE!" A magnificent looking chariot appeared, pulled by four royal blue dolphins. On the chariot rode the king himself, looking as proud and powerful as he had always been. His now silver long silver mane moved about in the water, his strong built naked chest still strong as ever and covered just by a reddish wine-coloured cape, his strong arms and hands waved at the public majestically as the crowd clapped and cheered for the old and kind king. When he reached the centre of the hall he pulled out his trident and with a quick and short spell the hall's chandelier lighted and small sparks of golden powder fell down the floor. The crowd awed in amazement and King Daphnes took his seat in the royal balcony. His tiny blue eyes looking at the concert hall with impatience as well. He really wished to hear his seventh girl sing. The seahorse, seeing that the show had finished proceeded to present the royal conductor who was to begin the concert. "AND PRESENTING THE DISTINGUISHED COMPOSER THE GREAT, INCOMPARABLE, UNDENAIBLE, UNBELIEVABLE, UNCOMPATIBLE, LOVABLE, CRUSTACEOUS IMPA!" A trumpet, more like a tiny harmonica, announced the entrance of the small, but proud and welcomed crab. A small but still luxurious chariot pulled by two goldfish appeared. On it a female crab with a solemn look waved at the crowd. Never once losing composure besides her small stature. The crowd applauded on and on until the chariot arrived to the centre of the hall and stepped on the conductors stool. The crab referred as Impa looked back and forth upon its musicians and the stage where the young princesses were hidden by giant clamshells. Impa took a deep breath and took out her conductor's stick. She hit it once upon her music stand, alerting the crowd and her musicians that the concert was about to begin. The hall immediately silenced and darkened as only as spotlight followed the regal crustacean and only the breaths of the flutists and wind instruments users could be heard. Impa raised her claw that held the baton and with a swift motion she brought the music to life and colourful lights filled the stage.
The music carried on and on as the clamshells slowly opened showing the crowd and the proud father the six first daughters, wearing beautiful satin clothes and silk capes, with gemstones attached to their crowns and bracelets. There was no doubt at all that they were the beautiful daughetrs of Daphnes and the richest merfolk in the ocean. To the music soon joined the voices of the six dazzling mermaids. "Oh we are the daughters of Daphnes, great father who loves us and named us well." The rich and full voice of the mermaids lulled the crowd and brought great pride to their father. "Zelia." They sang and a brunet, light blue-tailed mermaid got her solo as she twirled, a set of puffy feathers exploding from a hat she wore. "Zedina." A blonde and purple-tailed mermaid got her solo and danced with two algae fans. "Zerea." A blonde red-tailed mermaid sang and danced, a pair of lionfish stuck on her flowing long hair. "Zetia." A brunet orange-tailed mermaid swam upwards as she sang and an octopus spun above her. "Zericia." A brunet with a wine-coloured tail with a three-spiked crown on her head sang as she invaded the crowd and threw small shiny dust on it. "Zeriata." The last green-tailed mermaid with deep black hair sang as angelfish twirled around her. The six then gathered in a circle and continued. "And then there is the youngest in her musical debut. Our seventh little sister we are presenting her to you, to sing the song Impa wrote her voice is like a bell. She is our sister…ZELDA!" One clamshell shot upwards, the lights dimmed, and only a spotlight illuminated the one clamshell. The crowd and musicians were silent as the clamshell spun slowly. Among the silence a voice began and reverberated all around the concert hall, an angelic and soothing voice that slowly and wonderfully got louder as a marimba joined the voice. The clamshell opened and a precious young girl was revealed. Her blonde long hair was decorated with crystals and diamonds that reflected brightly the oncoming light, making her hair appear like the night with the stars. She got up from the shell and swam downwards, the pink cape flowing like a cascade along with her. Her voice soon consumed the entire hall, filled every ear and heart with a longing no one knew. Some of the present broke down in tears and sobbing due to the beauty of such voice. Who knew someone could have such a sweet and beautiful voice? Who knew such delicate sound could carry such strong feelings? None could answer such questions. The only thing the crowd could do was weep and cry with emotion. The voice soon got higher and louder and for a moment all the weeping an sobbing stopped only to stare agape at the fragile and perfect princess that held such sounds. The spotlight disappeared and all was reduced to darkness, except for the echo of the princess' voice indicating the end of the song. For a moment all was quiet, but the silence didn't even last a minute before the crowd broke into an excited clapping and cheering. King Daphnes even stood up to give ovation to his wonderful daughter. She had been brilliant. No, she had been better than brilliant. Magnificent that's more like it. Forget it. Words couldn't describe how the young princess had been. The lights slowly returned to the hall and the public stood up, applauding with even more force than before, as the sisters slowly bowed for the audience; their pearly teeth smile wide on their faces. King Daphnes was more than proud.
"Papa! Papa!" A sweet voice was heard down the hallway. King Daphnes smiled widely. "Hello there, Zelda!" He said cheerfully as he saw the precious girl swimming down the hallway to greet him. He hugged her tightly to his chest. She was his most dear girl after all. His favourite little girl. Not only was she the cutest and sweetest of the seven, but also had been the last treasure his dear and beloved wife had left to him. The last memory of them together was embedded on her. He patted lovingly her golden head and gave her a squeezing and bone- breaking hug. "You were magnificent today. I must say I was really proud of you." The young princess merry laugh resonated as she tried to pry away from her father's strong clutches. "Dad! Stop it!" She giggled lightly. "You are embarrassing me." The young princess managed to break away and both family members laughed warmly. But soon the laughter ceased and the young blue eyes of the princess searched around the corridor. The King lifted an old and white brow at his daughter's antics. "Everything alright my dear?" He asked confused.
"Where's Link?" She asked as she kept glancing this way and that, searching for the someone she mentioned.
"Link?" The King asked and turned to look. "Well I haven't seen him all day long. Why?" The princess' face turned sombre and gloomy; something that surely didn't go along with her for she was known to be the happiest and merriest of the seven girls. The King was utterly displeased to see such air around his youngest daughter and the fairest of the mermaids. "He promised." The princess murmured, her hall pose going frigid and stiff. The Kin edged closer to the young mermaid. "What?" He asked and held her chin to look at her directly; her golden lashes getting slightly damp with oncoming tears. "He promised he'd come to see me and even be on first row to watch me." A few sobs escaped the tiny pink lips.
"He did?" The King asked embracing the racking body of his daughter. Although, he didn't hear her, he felt her nod. Uncontainable fury rose in his body and he found himself yelling the name of the person his daughter was crying for. The King's strong voice echoed till the most vast and unknown corners of the deep blue, and every creature hid from the fury and hatred that tinted that strong and regal voice. They prayed that whomever had incited the King's fury was to be killed swiftly instead of tortured slowly and so much painfully as the rumours told of the King's punishments. The echoed voice laced with all its hate and wrath carried just one unfortunate name. "LINK!" May the heavens bless the poor soul that was bound to receive the King's forthcoming fury. The waves in the surface suddenly became much stronger and violent, and the ocean air blew with uncontained force, making the once calm sea a foamy and rage-filled ocean.