AUTHOR: So, this is a story that is kind of like little mermaid. Except WAY different. Eric and Ariel are totally out of character and honestly I just made it little mermaid because I love how Eric and Ariel look and I kept the whole mermaid thing. But the mermaids in this are kind of like the ones in Pirates of the Caribbean, on stranger tides. Almost like Sirens. Please just give my story a chance. I know the first chapter is short but it's just because it's like the intro to the story. I hope you injoy they story! pLeAsE rEaD & ReViEw!
"There was once a legend. A legend of half human, half fish creatures. The most beautiful creatures to ever walk, or swim on earth. They outranked any other beast. Though beautiful on the outside, they were hideous on the inside. Feeding on human flesh, they survived. They were thought to be chased to other parts of the world. But only a month ago, our lost ones were unlucky enough to meet again with the pale demons. Today we mourn, and celebrate the lives of the lost, and loved."
The man continued to speak, but I couldn't help but block him out. If I listened anymore, I might start to feel quite ill.
Today, is the funeral. The funeral of many brave men including my brother, who were attacked by the foul things that turn your worst nightmares running in the other direction.
Mermaids.
There is no joyful tales of them, just horror stories told around a fire.
Their beauty is beyond words. Their eyes, like doors to the soul.
Yet, within just one touch, you will soon see who they truly are.
You can try to fight them but it's no use.
You are no longer in control of your body. You are banging on the inside to control whats going on, on the other side. Your feet move to follow them, yet your brain is screaming at you, for it knows your doom.
Hideous yet beautiful creatures that lure men into the water, only to decide their wicked fate.
Some torture the men, some love to hear their muffled screams of aggony under the water, but their are few that kill you quickly. So that at least it's over and done with.
The war was declaired on them when too many mens lives were taken.
The war, we thought we won.
But we were wrong.
After the war, we didn't speak of them. We acted as though they never exsisted.
Yet everytime going out to sea, we shook in our boots.
We still felt their presence I guess you might say.
For good reason too.
They never left us, only hid. Deep beneath the murky water. So deep, that if even a great swimmer tried to swim so low, their ears would bleed.
But they are back. Back to be noticed.
My name is Eric.
They killed my brother, and I will always hate them for it.
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