It was dark.

...

Too dark.

The waters were starting to cool off and turning my blood into a heater, which isn't good. Shifting out of the area of the "safe zone" to "highly dangerous zone", which means alligators and other creatures of the night. I know they hunt durning these times, because the lack of them has made a big difference. Taking a deep breath, I tried to remembered the route to take without getting eaten alive.

Swimming to my left, to a lonely path of hell. Trekked through the darkest, watery night to see nothing. Mer-people don't have very well eye sights during the night because of it's night and it's dark. But anyways, I swam until I reached a spot that I don't even remembered. But getting s closer look I could tell the path wasnot going to be easy, plus it was blocked with a tree.

It was the only way out of here, but of course my mind, I start to panic. Which its becoming very often and I need to calm down. Sadly, it wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

Retracing my path I took, it was obviously the route to take to get to the ocean. If anything was odd, it would be the fact that someone was starring at a young mer-child, without an adult merman around. You knew about the child and adult, you've seen them come back and forth, to and fro to the safe place that was miles and miles away and then to the oceany waters. Both were extremely long, which is known to everyone here that the child is only as young as your eggs.

Smiling darkly, you knew they were devious and yet a delicacy to every carnivores. Quietly swimming closer to it, you had to make it believe you and to trust you. Smiling ever wider, that's if you could, you can feel yourself smiling with those sharp teeth. Oh- ohhhh~

As luck /you/ would have it, your panic attack finally calmed down enough to acutually breath properly. Thinking on how to get to the ocean, you began to cry after failed attempts. Laying softly in the fresh-y water beds, you cried out. Remembering how painful it was the breath and cry out, you became hysterical with panic and defeated mentally.

Now is your chance, calling out in mermaid-ish language, hoping the kid hears you. In fact maybe you should lower your voice, because if the others hear this, I would lose my lunch for my babies. You stopped crying to hear someone calling out for you, silently you can hear the call again. Feeling the dread leave you, you rushed out of the area and calling for your father.

(DAD! Where are you?!) smiling brightly, newly fresh tears came down your face and into the waters. You know your father has warned you about crying out in fresh and sea waters would attract unwanted visitors, but you didn't care. You found your father, you know he's out there!

Following the your father voice to (not) notice how basic it sound. Meaning mer-people have two different types of languages, one was basic and other is the actual language of the mer-people. The real one is for feelings to be told while the other is for words but no meaning behind them. Coming closer to the place and further away from the route, you take a quick look around. You called out one more time, but it was deadly silent. In fact so deadly quiet, you could hear the water swooshing sound and how it hits the bank.

Slowly your smile faltered down to its original look, of depression and sadness. But that's when your senses kicked in. Turning your body full right, you saw two eyes, a big muzzle, four pairs of claws, a long scale-y tale and very noticeable teeth. Each crooked and bent into the outer mouth of whatever creature this belongs to. Feeling a large amount of dread entered into your stomach. You began to slowly back up, wide eyes, and fear coming into its place.

Quickly you bolted around it, but you failed to completely to swim around its mouth. When it's teeth dug into your small fable tail, or at least you thought it was your tail, it's was more at the arm. Swiftly it start spinning in circles and trashing your body around the waters. Something in the water snapped and it was loud, and then I felt so much pain. Red gushed out and surrounded us, struggling out of its grasp, I quickly bailed up one of my fists and pounded it out on its nose. It was enough to let go, and swin away.

I swimmed away faster and faster until I made it back to the one place where the tree was blocking the path. Swiftly, ducking under further, I started touching the wood and found a small hole. Big enough to fit me inside. Turning my head I saw it coming closer, I went into the hole and swimmer through abother hole and went on. Breathing hard, I swim through the fresh water beds to the salty ocean. Feeling like I was losing myself, I saw soon caught in a fishing net. I started fighting and struggling but to only get more trapped in the net.

I felt myself die from exhaustion, or morally pass out. The child had luck on its end after the danger ended, and swiftly the ocean currents carried the child to the beach, near a young boy's home.

You woke up, not too long ago either. Looking around, you were wrapped up. Noticing your arm was wrapped as well, you tried to move it to not only cause pain but to fall off the soft, plushe, thing. It was luck would have it, because you landed on your back which cause barely any pain.

Turning your body away from your wrapped arm, you began to crawl. Feeling a little bored, you shifted your eyes to see where the ever god you were. You could tell it wasn't your home, nor were back in the ocean-y water. But that's when your eyes noticed a weird small black box thingy. Crawling closer to it, you noticed weird writing in a language you didn't know existed.

There was a weird symbol, it was a circle but the top was cut in the middle and a small line went through the top circle. Pushing your hand on it, stuffed played. It was weird and sure you jumped from it, but somehow it calmed you. In fact who ever was on the other side was singing, and sounded like your daddy. Calming down so much, you nearly drifted off to sleepvile.

That was until your daddy's voice was gone and replace to a yelling yell but yet music was playing the background. Who would play music in the background while someone was yelling.

Then you heard something sit next to you, looking over you saw a paw (?). A white and grey paw, wait this thing had more than two paws! Looking at it, it had bright red hair, very white skin color, no tail, no gills, no fins, and it's red eyes. Wow never have you've seen red eyes like that! It was beautiful!

Seeing it eyes you, you could hear it talking but you had no clue what it said. Shrugging it off it handed you something on a circle-y thing. It was white, box-y shape, and had stuff inside, and then to complete it, it had another box-y thing on top.

Looking back up to this, thing, you look back on the box thing. You repeated this pattern until you try to grab it with both hands, but to only fail and land your face into it.

('Great job John.') You stated to yourself. For some strang feeling, you feel like you can trust this thing. But you don't need to lower your gurad on it. So you allowed it to pick you up and clean (?) you.