Of Pirates and Mermaids
Chapter 1
Clary stared into the depths of the dark ocean, hoping that a mermaid might be attracted to their small rowboat. She yanked her hat harder onto her head, hoping to prevent her long curls from escaping their confines. It was, after all, bad luck to bring a woman on board a pirate ship. Or so she had been told. Her fellow pirates readied their muskets, pointing them into the water. They would be revered as legends if they could actually capture a real, live mermaid. And maybe Clary could get enough money from this to retire from pirating.
She honestly wasn't expecting to see anything. Many people had searched for the elusive mermaids, but the only ones who had ever come back alive had not found anything to begin with. Her gut clenched with fear; she was not ready to die. She glanced back at their ship longingly, but it was too late to back out. She watched the stars, preparing to see their beauty for the last time.
There was a sudden splash a few feet from her position on the boat, and a few of the men jumped, rocking the boat. The barrel of her gun skimmed the water, and she stumbled back from the edge. She was going to die, she just knew it. Another splash rippled the water, and Clary gasped in fear. The bloodthirsty mermaids were going to rip her body to shreds. Her mouth was incredibly dry, and she found herself unable to swallow. Her heart beat so fast, she thought that the deadly creatures might be able to hear it. Her hands shook on the musket, and Clary nearly shot at the water in front of her.
Suddenly, a head popped up above the water on the other side of the boat. The men stayed perfectly still, not wanting to scare the blond mermaid. Evidently, they thought that she was blind. The girl-no, monster-pulled herself a little ways up onto the boat, giving the pirates a view of her soft lips and large eyes. Clary quickly looked away, hearing more ripples on her side of the boat. She didn't know why no one else was shooting at the mermaid, but then she began to sing. Her lyrics were beautiful and melodic, but incomprehensible. The woman sang in another language, but it was an alluring sound. She suddenly found herself with the desire to go for a swim, and her fear melted away into a hazy bliss. She felt safe, comforted even. A few more heads began to surface, but she found that she didn't care. She spotted the musket in her hands, and it brought her crashing back down to reality.
"MEN!" She shouted, jumping back a bit, "WE MUST CAPTURE A MERMAID!" Her voice did not seem to puncture the haze of the pirates, and they continued staring at the singing mermaid, who had grasped the face of the man nearest to her. Clary gulped, but didn't know what she was supposed to do.
The girl in front of her began to sing, and her attention was quickly diverted from her comrades. The mermaid had long, onyx hair that swirled in a cloud around her, drifting in the water. She had swirling brown eyes, and Clary felt as though she was lost in their depth. Her pale skin stood out among the dark water, and it only served to accent her lips, which were painted a beautiful crimson red. Warning bells went off in the back of her mind, reminding her of the crimson of blood, but Clary ignored them. The graceful sounds that the mermaid produced were completely enchanting, and Clary wished for the elegant melodies to never cease. She found herself leaning forward on instinct, wishing to be closer to the beautiful creature who sang such haunting songs. She found the girl's hands on either side of her face, and she craved the warmth against her skin, long since frozen by the wind and sea spray. Her nails were a bit long, and oddly sharp. She couldn't bring herself to care, and was too entranced by the mermaid's beautiful lips to notice the rocking of the boat as other pirates were pulled into the icy water. She leaned forward, wanting to touch the mermaid, knowing that everything would be alright if she could kiss the girl's gorgeous lips.
She was startled by the air becoming shockingly cold around her face, and tried to take a breath, only to feel as though she was suffocating. Her face was in the water! Clary tried desperately to pull herself upwards, to reach oxygen, but found that she was trapped by the mermaid's grip. She felt herself sinking, her body becoming colder, and she was suddenly completely enveloped by the water. Her lungs began to ache and black spots dotted her vision. She watched, helplessly, as her musket sank into the water beside her. The salt of the ocean stung her eyes and filled her mouth, making her more frantic for air. Clary tried for one more desperate struggle, clawing at the mermaid's hands. She could feel the talons on the girl's fingers, and saw that she had sharp teeth. For all her struggle, she was only able to knock the hat off of her head, releasing her mass of red curls. The next moment, the black spots completely enclosed her vision, and she fell unconscious just in time to miss the startled look on the mermaid's face as she watched the female pirate start to inhale the water.
A/N
Well, that was the start of my first completely au fic! Of course I ended it in a cliffhanger, so I am probably going to stick with my style of gay angst. The start was a bit short, but I have many plans for this fic! And this was kind of based off of part of one of the Pirates of the Caribbean movies because I was watching it and was like you know what we need more of? More lesbian mermaid stories!