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The Uncharted Deep

Chapter 1: The Bimini Islands

Austin was thrilled when his parents told him the news. They were going to go on vacation and visit family at a tropical island. The Bimini Islands to be exact. Austin had never heard of them but his parents told him it was set of islands just east of Miami. It was quite literally just north of the Bahamas. They showed him brochures and pictures of the islands and Austin was immediately hooked. The islands were absolutely stunning and the surrounding ocean was a clear blue. He was so excited to go, he could explode.

The only downside was the fact that his friends couldn't go. It was just him and his parents. Even with that major setback, he still incredibly excited to go. he had always wanted to go snorkeling or lay on an island beach, seeing only the open ocean. Yes, he lived in Miami but it wasn't the same as an island.

He couldn't wait to go. He started packing the minute his parents told him, not caring that they didn't leave for another week. Not caring that he still had another week of school. He told his friends about the islands, promising he would take tons of pictures and tell them all about it when he got back. His friends told him they would miss them and Austin told them he would them, but it was only for two weeks. Though he secretly wished it was for longer.

The last day of school rolled around, the promise of a tropical vacation making Austin even more jittery than usual. He was thankful that most of his teachers never tried to make them do school work on the last day, but turning the lights off and playing movies was nearly as just as bad. He couldn't relax and just watch. He wanted to move, talk, jump around, anything but sit in a uncomfortable chair in a dark room hours upon end.

When the final bell rang, he ran out the school, cheering with excitement. He spent that last day with his friends, seeing how his flight left early the next morning. They were happy for him but he could tell that they wanted to go as well. But Ally had to work, Trish's parents wouldn't let her, and Dez's parents wanted him to find a job. It didn't help that tropical vacation was expensive. The only reason he and his family were going was because his dad had won the trip on some radio game show. They picked the Island because his dad had family there. Either way, Austin still excited.

The next morning, he was up before his parents. He was ready by time they were getting in the shower. He waited impatiently as they got around, not caring that he had to sit on a plane for half and hour before they actually got there. He didn't let their slow getting around deter his good mood. He occupied himself with playing games on his phone. He would text his friends, but was still too early for them to be up. He double checked his luggage, making sure he had everything he needed. He double checked that everything in his room was off. He started turning off everything in the rest of the house as he waited. When his parents were finally ready, he rushed to the car, pilling his luggage into the trunk. His parents followed after him. They locked up the house, and left.

~0~

"Austin, look! There's the landing strip!" Mimi said from her spot on the plane. Austin looked out the window and gasped. A long road protruded from of the beautiful island. The surrounding ocean sparkled a bright blue. He was amazed at how clear it was. "The surrounding waters are pretty shallow," Mimi said, as if she was reading his mind.

Once they landed, they found their hotel and checked in. It was a beautiful resort, but his mind was on the ocean. He wanted to go swimming so badly that it was killing him. They weren't even at the hotel for half an hour when he started begging to go swimming.

"Austin, we just got here." Mike argued.

"But, Dad! Please?"

"Honey, we want to relax." Mimi said.

"What if I go by myself?" Austin suggested.

"I'm not so sure about that." Mimi said.

"Go to the pool for now, we'll go to the ocean tomorrow." Mike said.

"Actually, the pool sounds like a good idea." Mimi said.

"I thought you wanted to relax." Mike said.

"I can relax at the pool. Austin, go get changed, I'll meet you there."

Austin sighed in defeat but changed into his swimming trunks anyway. He left the hotel room and went to the pool. There was quite a few people there, more for his liking. He found a chair and sat down in it, enjoying the tropical sun. His mom followed not long after. She took the seat next to him and got comfortable.

"See," She said. "This isn't as bad."

"This water is full of Chlorine and people. I want to swim in salt water and with actual sea life." Austin said.

"Don't worry, Austin, you'll get to eventually. We're here for two weeks. Just be patient." Mimi reassured him.

"I know, but we're surrounded by the ocean and it's mocking me. Can I at least go to the beach?" He asked. "It isn't far from here."

Mimi seemed to be contemplating it. "Well," She hummed, "I guess that'll be okay. Just don't be gone all day." She said.

Austin jumped from his seat in excitement. "Thank you so much. I promise I wont be gone too long." Austin ran out the resort and bolted to the beach as fast as his feet would carry him.

He was immediately awe struck at the sight. The ocean was so much bluer here than it was at Miami. There was also less people. He could see a dock with small boats to his far right. Some of them were quite beautiful. He paid them little mind and ran for the water. It was warm and the smell of salt was incredibly strong. He swam through the water with elation, enjoying the feel of it against his skin.

Once he tired of swimming, he inflated a pool chair he brought. He sat on it and floated into the ocean, away from land. he put on a pair of sunglasses and laid back, enjoying the feeling of the sun.

He must of dozed off. Next thing he knew, he was jolting awake to a loud, roaring noise. Austin gasped, he was miles away from land. The current must of pulled him out. He looked around. He didn't like the sight of the water under him. It was dark, much darker than the water surrounding the land. Dark meant deep, which meant he was in serious trouble.

He was too far out to ditch the chair and swim back and he wasn't sure how effective it would be to try and paddle back. The current was strong, stronger than him. Shouting for help wasn't an option; no one was around. He cursed himself for leaving his cell phone back at the resort. He wondered if he would have even gotten service. One thing was still bothering him; what was that roaring sound? The waves were too calm and there were no boats around him, so what was the noise? He moved around in the chair, trying to locate the source. The roaring was coming from behind him, but all he saw was ocean.

Then he noticed something. The ocean wasn't a endless moving surface. A section of it was being sucked downward. It seemed to be spinning. His heart dropped when he realized what it was. "Oh my god." He said in horror. It was a whirlpool and it was huge. Even worse, he was heading right for it. In a panic, he began to try paddling away from it, but made little progress. He was already stuck in the whirlpool's pull.

The chair started to circle the whirlpool. He gulped when he saw that the center of it was pitch black. Austin yelped when the chair began to tilt, water begging to come over one side. The spinning picked up, Austin screamed. He fell out of the inflatable chair and was pulled under water. He tried to swim upward but the force of the whirlpool dragged him down. His body was thrashed around underwater.

His lungs burned, begging for air. He knew he was panicking, but he couldn't get himself to calm down. The salt stung his eyes and began to fill his lungs. Black dots began to cloud his vision. He couldn't tell which way was up and which way was down. All he saw was dark water.

A humming noise suddenly began to reverberate throughout the water. It felt like the ocean was vibrating. The vibrations pulsated like a heart beat all around him, the humming growing louder. His lungs were about to give out on him. He couldn't stop himself when he instinctively took in a breath. Water filled his lungs. It burned his insides. He couldn't feel his legs. It was like they weren't even there. The humming grew even louder. It sounded as if it were screaming inside his head.

He took another breath and the strangest thing happened. He could breathe. He took another breath, then another. His lungs no longer burned, relief filled him. The whirlpool seemed to die down as he breathed. Confusion washed over him. How could he breathe? He was still under water. Either way, he needed to get to the surface.

Austin was shocked when he found that he couldn't kick his legs. With his eyebrows knitted in confusion, he looked down. Bubbles escaped his mouth as he screamed. His favorite hot pink swimming trunks were gone. But that wasn't the part that freaking him out. It was the fact that his swimming trunks were somehow replaced with, oh god...a tail. A fish tail. It was a shimmering green-ish teal color, the fins were highlighted with yellow at the ends. He noticed the yellow was at his waist line as well. He stared, wide-eye at the shimmering scales. He turned his upper body around to look at the back of the tail. A sharp fin went down the tail, from his backside to the large fin at the end. Almost exactly where his the center of his behind would have been, a piece of the larger fin grew outward, tipped with yellow. It wasn't very large but its shape was close to that of a shark's fin. Great, he had a dorsal fin. Other smaller fins stuck out at the sides just above his larger fin. The two fins were slightly more yellow than the rest of the tail.

He had a tail. His mind was reeling. He had a tail. He could breath under water. He had a tail. Austin, in curiosity, tried to move it. In his shock, the tail moved and his body slightly went upward. Austin reach down and touched it. He jerked away. It felt just like a fish. He looked up, trying to find his inflatable chair. He inwardly groaned when he saw it floating just under the surface with a large tear through it. He sighed. Great, he had to swim back. He looked back down at the tail. Could he even use this stupid thing? First, he needed to figure out where he was.

Austin kicked his tail, moving his body upward. Much to his amazement; he found that it was easier to swim now. The tail moved how he wanted it to. He cut through the water with ease. His head breached the water, his hair clung to his face. Austin took in his surroundings. "Great." He grumbled. The whirlpool had carried him out even further.

He contemplated he actually wanted to try to swim all the way back to the beach, seeing no other way to get back, he sighed and dove back under water. He could feel the dorsal fin skimming the surface of the water. He dove deeper keeping in mind which direction he needed to go. He couldn't believe this was really happening to him. He looked back at his tail, watching it move. He watched the larger fin push against the water. Austin tried to think of the name that the tail fin was called. After ten minutes of swimming, it finally came to him. It was called a caudal fin.

Austin couldn't believe that he was breathing water, just like a fish. How did this happen? Did the whirlpool do it to him? His eyed widened in horror as a sudden thought hit him. Could he change back? He stopped swimming, his mind reeling. What if he was stuck like this? What happened to his trunks? He tried to calm himself down and told himself to worry about getting back to land first before freaking out over other things.

He breached the surface again. He was getting closer. He scrunched his eyebrows in confusion when he suddenly heard a rumbling noise. It was coming from behind him. Hoping wasn't another whirlpool, he turned around. "AH!" He dove under the water when a boat came speeding towards him. He watched it sail by, the motor sound muffled by the water.

He sighed in relief. He dove a little deeper and kept swimming. He avoided the boats, wary of the boat's propellers. He pushed his caudal fin against the water and picked up speed. He pushed harder; the water pushing his hair back. He couldn't help but smile. This felt amazing. He never experienced a feeling quite like this. With the boats in the back of his mind, we swam back with a smile on his face.

Finally, he reached land. Austin kept away from the more populated areas of the beach, not wanting to be seen, and headed to a rockier area. The water was growing more shallow, making it harder for him to move. He found a flat rock that wasn't to high and lifted himself onto it. He let out a groan as he lifted his tail out of the water. "Geez, that's heavy." He breathed out as he look down at his tail. The sun caused it to shine. The sun rays made the tail's colors pop. Though he hated to say it, it was pretty cool looking tail. He sat up into a sitting position and lifted his tail up. The caudal fin drooped a bit as drops of water dripped off.

"Okay, now how do I get rid of you?" He grumbled, talking to the tail. An idea sparked in his mind. What if he just dried himself off? It always worked in the movies. One problem, he didn't have anything to dry himself off with. He groaned. Austin had to wait for the sun to dry him out. He flicked off more water from his tail and rolled on his stomach. Secluded from the beach, he decided to let himself doze off. The sun beat on his back, warming his wet form. The comfortably lay against the brown rock. Exhausted from the swim, he was out within minutes.

~0~

"Austin!" He jolted awake. Someone was screaming his name. He looked around. The sun was setting, the sky a red-orange. "Austin Monica Moon, where are you?" It was his dad.

"Oh shit." He whispered to himself. He jumped up from the rock and ran to his father, careful not to trip against the surrounding rocks. "Yeah, Dad?" he yelled back.

His father glared at him. "Where have you been? You were supposed to be back hours ago." He said angrily.

"I'm sorry, I must of dozed off." He said.

Mike sighed. "Well, let's just get back home. Your mom is worried. Where's your stuff?" He asked.

Austin pointed deeper into the beach. "Over there, let me go get it." He jogged over to his stuff and collected it into his arms. He looked around, trying to find his sunglasses. When was the last time he had them? Didn't he have them when he was out in the ocean on the inflatable chair? Where was his chair? Then he remembered. Being pulled out, the whirlpool, the tail. He looked down at his legs. His legs were back!Wait a minute. Was all of that just a dream? It couldn't have been. How'd he end up on the rock?

"Austin, come on!" His father yelled at him.

"I'm coming!" He yelled back. His mind still reeling. Did he dream that all up or did he really grow a tail? He took one last look at the ocean before running after his father.

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