A/N: Holy shitballs I got so excited to post this thing I forgot the friggin author's note. I am so smart! Anyways, hi everybody! I am back! Now first off I promise that I have not forgotten PP. In fact, that should be up by Sunday at the latest! I was going to wait until then to post this too but I was too excited and I had to do it right now! Sooo last weekend I went and saw Aquaman. I cannot lie it made the muse explode. I immediately felt the need to somehow give Orm some kind of redemption and this story was born! Now this is my first foray into DC so god help us all. I have no idea what I am doing so it would be fantastic if you would all R and R or leave me something on the way out! I would really appreciate it! I think that is all I have to say for now!

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Disclaimer: :Like everything else, I own nothing but the plot and Rayna thus far!

Musings of an Ocean Girl

Prologue

Rayna

Sighing softly, Rayna let her small feet dip into the ocean below her. This was a habit she had developed quite some time ago. When she was very young, her mother passed away very suddenly and Arthur and his dad, Tom were gracious enough to take her in. She supposed it helped that Arthur was attached to her as she was to him. For as long as she could remember, he had looked after her. So when her mother suddenly passed away, he begged his dad to take her in and thankfully he agreed to. She had been living at the light house ever since the 'incident' as she called it happened.

Until recently, she had been putting up with her crappy life just fine until Arthur's heritage blew everything up in her face. Some time ago, he took off with some Atlantean woman to try stop all hell from breaking loose and just left her to wait for him. He promised that he would come back and yet he still hadn't. She was so angry at him for just leaving her all alone. She had no idea what she would do if he didn't come back like he promised he would. What if he didn't want to come back anymore? She had no idea if she could stand being alone.

Deep, deep down, she knew that he was doing the right thing and was the only one who could stop it but that didn't mean that she had to like it. In fact, she hated it and anything else to do with Atlantis. Atlantis was the reason that her mother was dead. It was the reason she was all alone and it was the reason that she had no idea who her father was.

Thinking such thoughts caused her freckled nose wrinkle in disgust. She hated thinking such things but it was damn near impossible not too. No matter how she tried, she just couldn't let go of what happened to her all of those years ago. It was constantly festering in the back of her mind. Arthur tried to help, he really did but being around him was like the worst kind of bitter sweet reminder yet to try and live without him would be ten times worse. Ever since she was little, she had been drawn to Arthur just like she was drawn to the ocean.

The ocean called to her constantly. She tried so hard to suppress it with all of her might but it was so hard that it was almost painful. That part of her was so hard to control and being around Arthur only made it want to come out more. The worst part of it was that he had no idea of the war that went on inside of her. He had no idea of what her father did or the pain he put her and her mother through. Just thinking about he just up and left made her so angry.

Looking down, she saw that the waves in the ocean below her were getting very choppy. She was so connected to the ocean that whenever she got mad the ocean seemed to get mad right along with her. She tried calm herself down. Her control on that part of herself was crappy at best and she had to calm down before she somehow managed to conjure her own rogue tidal wave filled with garbage.

She took a couple of deep breaths and thankfully she somehow managed to calm herself down before anything bad could happen. She let out another sigh. As much as she tried to keep it all suppressed, she knew that one day it WOULD come out and when that happened she had no idea what she would do.

Some days, a huge part of her wanted to just give in and tell Arthur everything but then the pain and anger always tried to claw it's way out and she just couldn't.

Realizing, that Arthur was not going to come back anytime soon, she decided it was time to go back to her mother's house. Since, his mother came back to the light house, she hadn't been able it step foot in it. She knew that it upset Tom and that Arthur would be upset if he knew but she just couldn't handle being around another Atlantean. Being around him was hard enough some days.

Getting up off of the dock, she put her shoes back on and turned to leave. As she did, her bright green eyes caught something coming toward her in the distance.

Just what in the HELL was it?