A/N/: Okay, so here is my other dark fic. DarkGreenForest4 gave me a prompt to use for a one-shot, but this fic grew legs and ran away. I haven't gotten to the end yet. So even I don't know how this ends. . ... . *cough cough* Anyways... Here was what she prompted me with.
Kurt is a merman & gets caught by an evil person (it doesn't matter who) using a large net. The person puts Kurt somewhere with water like maybe in his bathtub and he locks the door and Kurt can't escape because he needs water? It's up to you whether Kurt escapes back to the sea or not.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything! I am making no money off of this little piece of fiction! I am only playing with other people's property, I'll put it back when I am done!
Warning(s): Swearing!
Kurt spent his days swimming, playing with the fish, and enjoying his life. He was a merman. No! He wasn't like the little mermaid. He avoided anything new. He wasn't stupid. Well for the most part he avoided strange things. But there were times when he had to go near (or even touch) the strange new things. He just had to! To save his (fish) friends (or so he told himself every time).
Hunter didn't even know why he was on the stupid fishing trip with his uncle and two cousins. It didn't even seem like they needed him. (Which is what his uncle had told his mom, to get Hunter on the boat in the first place.) Mostly he just leaned over the edge of the boat and stared at the water. It was day two of their trip.
*I have 12 more days of this hell.* He thought, with a shake of his head. (He didn't even want to think of what the sea air was doing to his face.)
"What the fuck?" He questioned quickly as he leaned a bit farther on the railing.
He swore he just saw a male down in the water. But that couldn't be right. His eyes must be tired, and playing tricks on him. Yes! That had to be the answer. He had been staring at the water for far too long, that was all. With a sigh, he turned and headed below deck. The truth was that Hunter had seen something. He had seen a merman, he just didn't know it yet.
Kurt slowly poked his head above the waves once mo0re as he looked at the ship. (He learned that word from listening to the 'Land-Walers'.) For a brief moment he had thought he might have been spotted. But Kurt didn't think he was, after all, he had ducked back under the water quickly. He was safe there, under the water. Nothing could hurt him there. At least that's what he had been told many, many times before. But he knew the truth.
He knew things could happen if he wasn't careful. After all, that was why his mom was around any more. But for once, Kurt wasn't going to focus on that. He followed the ship, just being extra careful.
Several hours later Hunter came up from below deck when it was his turn to stand watch. Just another thing to piss him off. He couldn't even watch the water. (It was too dark.) He sighed and settled in for a long night of being bored out of his mind.