[struts in, stops, and slowly looks around. Sees twenty guns surrounding her, and hears them all cock simultaneously. Slowly puts her hands up... "I DIDNT DO IT!"] XD sorry I took so long, you guys. Please don't shoot me! hahaha. If you do, just keep in mind there won't be any more updates.
Let's see... I think that I'm going to thank ALL of my awesome reviewers [luv y'all!], and NEXT time, I won't update until I get
five more reviews. :P [author on strike] Am I being a persona nongrata? :DDDD
Here's our dear meat-eater:

Maelbron's POV~

There is less unrest now that we are in more northern-reaching waters, and the young ones are all fed. Us older children had to go without taking part in the meal, as did the adults, but my younger brother Cannarat got his full share of the Mer man we found... well, not him and me. I was swimming behind, and didn't even help to kill him. It was almost a shame... but I guess we have to eat.

So far the older man is the only other one of our people that we have seen. There have been rumors that Arcvand and some others have been plotting to slay and feast on Fenstral if we don't meet others soon, though it is not customary to eat those Mer who are like us. When I heard this, I became promptly sick of both Arcvand and Fenstral battling for a leadership that they possessed no right to have... unless they broke all of the laws that governed us...

I have swum off by myself, tiring of looking after Cannarat as we keep on the journey. Nine is old enough to not get into major trouble...

I see a shadow flicker in the corner of my eye, too small for a shark or dolphin, too large for a fish. I turn towards a patch of weed, and half-hidden behind it is a girl about my age, perhaps slightly younger. You can tell she's not really hiding... what luck...

The girl smiles and raises a hand in greeting, nonetheless approaching me cautiously. She floats still for a minute, thinking to speak, I suppose, while I gather myself for the strike. This is your chance to obtain a meal for your people...

Powering myself fowards, I make a swift grab for the girl's neck, to strangle her. Look down... that way you don't have to see her face... but... she's too quick, because the girl somehow evades my grasp and turns on her tail, going swiftly through the water. Never let them get away... she'll alert everyone she can...

Her flesh, I must admit, looked very tender.

Sapphire's POV~

Conor sits up straight and frowns towards the door. I was just lolloping around, grateful that it was the start of the summer holiday, and he was acting weird all morning. Now it is getting quite troubling. "What is it Con? Is someone at the door?" My brother sighs and leans back. "No... hey, listen Saph. Haven't you gotten the feeling that something, oh, I don't know... that something is happening?", he asks. Okay... "There's always something happening, Conor. I mean, five people are born every second, and three die. It's a busy world". Conor shoots me a dirty look, but says nothing else.

Mum saunters into the living room, whistling. She stops when she sees us. "Are you guys alright?", she questions us, "You've been acting bummed out lately. Why don't you get out of the house? It's beautiful outside... Roger says it's going to be a dry summer".

"I wasn't aware that Roger could predict the weather", I mouth off. For some reason, I am feeling very irritable right now.

"Don't back-answer me, Sapphire. And for your information, some of us actually watch worthwhile programs on TV... like the weather reports", Mum replies tartly. I just grumble, cross my arms, and bury my back in the sofa. Mum sighs and moves on to the kitchen. Conor shakes his head at me and sighs. I raise my eyebrows and sigh back.

It would be rather nice if 'something' happened.
_

That night, I have a improbably weird dream. I see a Mer girl being... eaten? There's a young man tearing at her flesh; she fights hard, smacking at him with her tail as blood- so much blood- pours from her arms and neck. I wake up shuddering all over. What a horrid idea...

Stranger still, before I woke up, I heard a voice through the girl's death screams, saying: Our own kind, foreigners still, are setting upon us. Be careful, Sapphire. Please... please... I do not yet know what we can do. I don't think anyone does. Except maybe-

When I woke up, I realized the voice was Faro's.

Oh, no... nonono...

Don't be stupid, Sapphire. It was just a crazy dream.

Or was it?

Aaaaa! What was this chapter, anyways? pft.
Ach, well. Hoped you liked this shorty and I'll make the next one longer (with Faro!).
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