Mermaid Of The Huntsclan

by ZabuzasGirl

One second Mirana is a normal 9 year old girl, the next she's a mermaid whose legs can turn into a tail whenever she touches any water. Imprisoned for something she had no control over, abused and ridiculed by people she once considered family. 5 years later she manages to escape, but life isn't easier out there. Then again how could it be when your father is part of the Huntsclan?

4. Chapter 4

Mermaid of the Huntsclan Chapter 3

Mirana chose not to linger in Central Park. Even though none of the warring party's had seen her it would be too big a risk to return there any time soon in the near future. She'd drawn too much attention and suspicion by her own actions.

Who knew who would be waiting for her there setting up an ambush should Mirana return there before her time.

Mirana felt that she had to lay low.

Unfortunately that wasn't going to be that big of an option for her to work with.

As Mirana arrived at her home residing in the Moon Pool she found herself in a bit of a dilemma. She was beginning to run seriously low on supplies. Truth be told Mirana could get a goo majority of what she needed from the oceans, but there were times where even that isn't enough to sustain her. No, she was have to resort to stepping on land to get what she required. Unfortunately that is much easier said than done.

To get money to buy stuff she required Mirana often went to the Magus Bazaar, which she would have to do tomorrow.

This is the marketplace hidden in New York City for all Magical Creatures. Here Mirana sold seashells and herbs only found in the ocean that she'd gathered in order to make ends meat. This was a huge struggle because once she was identified by Magical Creatures that lived in the oceans who knew about her Mirana was practically shunned. Fortunately there were those that did take pity on her and actually did buy her products. Some happy customers did spread some word around so business did improve to the point where it could barely sustain her financially.

For stuff she couldn't get amongst the magical community Mirana had to get in the human world. For those Magical Creatures who often interacted a lot in the human world they switched from magical to human currency. The Leprechauns had a good system for this. Whatever she made at her stall she always spit by half in human and magical money.

So right now Mirana would spend the rest of the night foraging on the shoreline and in deep water. Sharks are pretty active during the night so Mirana was careful not to bump into any of them. She become so familiar with their patterns over the years that avoiding oceanic predators is like second nature to her now. Still you could never be too careful. One mistake could easily mean the end of the line.

By the time Mirana was finished getting enough of what she needed it was a couple of hours before sunrise. Mirana had to get to the Magus Bazaar early if she ever hoped to get a descent spot to sell her wares. Most of the time she had a stall while others when she wasn't quick enough Mirana was forced to set the merchandise down on a blanket.

That made her situation even more pathetic than it already was.

So Mirana settled in the Moon Pool and shut her eyes.

Hopefully tomorrow would bring better tidings.

Who knows, maybe she'd see that Dragon again.

Authors Note:

Hope you all had a Happy Thanksgiving!