What the Hell?

Why did I have a tail?

What WAS I?

Ohmigod.

My mind was full of questions, mostly wondering why the heck I had a tail. Pulling myself together for a fraction of a second, I quickly turned the water off and tried moving my tail.

First thing first, I would have to get myself out of the tub. The thing hadn't appeared until after I touched water, maybe that had something to do with it. The only way I would ever figure out was by trying, and I did NOT want to explain to the rest of the family why I suddenly had a tail once they got back from hunting.

Knowing I had a few hours at best, I hurriedly tried kicking my tail to get out. All I managed to do was rocket backwards and hit my head on the wall. I rubbed where it had hit, cursing under my breath. That didn't work at all.

Time to go to Plan B.

I brought my arms, hooking them over the side of the bathtub and used my macho strength to pull myself up and onto the floor, landing with a thump.

The floor shaking caused one of the decorative water jugs, which sat on a table next to me, to start falling straight towards my face. I raised my hands in front of my face to protect it, but the jug never hit me. Surprised, I peeked out from my outstretched fingers was met with an astounding sight.

The jug of water was floating in midair, no joke. It stayed there, suspended as if there were strings holding it in place. Even weirder was that it was upside down and yet no water fell out of it, even though it was completely full.

Eyes wide, I slowly lowered my hand, relaxing my hands. Right when my hands changed to a different position, the jug came tumbling down, going in a different direction because of the incident. As it hit the floor, it shattered into a million pieces and the water went everywhere, making me get even more wet than I had been previously.

Shaking my fist at the water jug, I was, once again, surprised to see the water beginning to steam. My tail started to feel warm and the temperature in the room began to noticeably increase.

Experimentally, I unclenched my fists, and the water turned its normal temperature (besides the fact that there was noticeably less of it covering the floor and myself). I clenched my fist again and was excited to see that the water started boiling. Within a few seconds of doing so, all the water was gone and I found myself with legs once again. It looked like when I was wet my tail appeared and when I was dry I grew a tail! Holy crap, maybe the cave and the eclipse had something to do with my newly found powers and tail. It was time to look for some answers.


The internet had told me everything I needed to know and yet nothing at all. What I had found was that I was a mermaid, but almost every website I had found had showed grotesque images of what looked like gremlins with tails who were stuck in their mermaid forms. This was completely different than what I was experiencing, with my tail coming and going and my clothes appearing and disappearing (unlike some of the pictures I had seen of mermaids depicted as naked women with tails) depending on the form I was in.

After countless websites, I came across a site called Mermaids: The Past and Present Myths and Facts, which had several pages of mermaid facts and myths and seemed reliable. It even had pictures of mermaid tails that actually resembled mine and described all of the mermaid powers out there. After bookmarking the page, I looked around the website a little more, trying to find contact information or anything about other mermaids.

Instead, I came to a page saying, "The Mermaid Generation has Long Since been Presumed to have Died Out. All Images on this Website are of Fake Tails Based off of Previous Knowledge of the Actual Appearances of Mermaid Tails."

Though a huge disappointment, the website was a huge help and I was relieved to know that at some point in the past there had been others like me. According to the "Powers" page on it, I had a wide variety of powers, including the two I had discovered in the bathroom.

The front door creaked open downstairs and I could hear the rest of the family returning from their hunt. Erasing the computer's memory, I slid down the banister to greet them. Edward was with them, as he had gone with Emmett and Jasper to have a bachelor's party before his big day. It had been a while since I'd seen him; he'd been gone almost twenty-four hours a day, and spent a large portion of his time at Bella's house.

"Hey y'all. How was hunting?" I asked, trying to act as normal as possible.

"Why can I not read your mind?" Edward asked, giving me a confused look.

"What?"

"Your mind is blocked, I can't read it. I've been able to in the past, but now it's like trying to read Bella's mind, except I've never been able to do that."

"Weird. I don't know, I mean, nothing's happened recently that could have changed that," I said, acting confused.

"Hm. I heard Seth imprinted on you. Ugh, I can't believe that mutt-"

"Shush Edward, the werewolves aren't as bad as you make them out to be," Esme scolded him. I snorted out a laugh, totally agreeing with her in my mind. It was a shock to find out that Edward could no longer read my mind, but I loved it. Alice had told me yesterday that she couldn't see my future because of my new bond with Seth, which meant I was even more of a freak than I thought.

Great.

Telling the rest of the family, especially Carlisle, was something that I probably should have done, but I was scared, and it's not like they didn't keep secrets from me. First thing was first, I had to figure out for myself as much as possible about my new powers, and how to control them. It was getting late, so it would have to wait until later. The wedding was tomorrow and Alice made everyone promise that they would look their best for it, or we would face her wrath.

I trudged upstairs and got ready for bed. A few minutes later, I lay on the pillow, wondering how I could keep my secret while living in the rainiest place in the US.

One day at a time Giselle, I reminded myself. Closing my eyes, I fell asleep quickly, letting my thoughts drift.

I wasn't one of those people who had a lot of dreams. That night, however, was different.


The moment the first dream started, I knew what was going to happen. It wasn't so much a dream as a memory of the night my family died.

That night my life, my human life, changed forever.


Heyyyy y'all! Howsit? :D

Heheheh I had to go to the ER because I caught the flu and it was bad. o.o BUT I'm better now and get to sit in bed all day so yeah.

Fun. And during spring break too. x.x

But I get to be online more so yay!

If you guys want to see the website Giselle visited I whipped it up because I got bored ( .com). I've been slacking off on her journal so watch out for that over the next week as well. I hope y'all liked it! Thanks for reading! :D