Disclaimer: I do not own any of the original The Little Mermaid or The Little Mermaid II characters. I do, however own characters of my own creation such as Christella.

I know it's short, so I'll update ASAP.

Last Time: Rhiannon pulled the tapestry aside to reveal what lay behind it. A door.

Chapter 7:

Rhiannon tested the handle. It was unlocked.

She swam through the door, positioned the tapestry over it and closed the door. She did not want to be found.

Rhiannon slowly swam down the twisting corridor, the walls covered in algae. A jellyfish darted in front of her, almost making her scream.

She was holding her breath in anticipation, but didn't know why. The corridor ended suddenly with a door, slightly ajar.

Light spilled from the room beyond and murmuring voices could be heard, full of excitement.

Rhiannon swam to the door and peeked through the crack.

Ray watched Rhiannon rush off and frowned. She had seemed to be nervous in the past few days, and he had no idea why.

He dismissed it without further thought. All of a sudden he felt tired.

So much had happened in the past few days, and on top of that he hadn't been sleeping well.

He swam slowly to the guest bedroom, lay down on the bed, slept and dreamt.

It was one of the strangest dreams he had ever had, flashes of his past, sometimes altered and flashes of places and occurrences that he had never known.

He saw Melody in a dark cell, his parents smiling at him, Rhiannon asleep in his arms, Christella her eyes full of fear, Darcy staring at him like filth, a sea sprite he had never seen smiling cruelly.

Ray jerked awake, breathing heavily. Things were going change.

Rhiannon heard before she saw. "… brought you all here today to propose that we form a smaller slightly different group within the rebels."

Rhiannon knew that voice, but prayed she was wrong. She peeking in and saw her brother, Darcy, as impressive as ever.

"The rebel group headed by 'Black Manta'," He spat those words out as if they were poison.

"They believe that the human should be returned to land, and that no human should be allowed to become a merperson."

"We, on the other hand, want him dead. And no human should be able to do anything to the ocean. The penalty? Death."

Rhiannon gasped, why would Darcy want to do that? She thought. Power, power was the only thing he ever worked for.

But how would killing Eric get him power? But that didn't matter, not now at least, she thought.

Then a plan started to form in her mind. She could stand between Darcy and power, and he would do anything to shift her.

She could tell others of his plan, namely Ray, but she had nothing to gain from that.

Something she could use though was something that had been dreaming about for months she could get out of this situation.

It would be easy, oh so easy, now to do what had seemed impossible when she had thought of it months before.

Rhiannon threw open the door. "Hello Darcy," she said in her most menacing voice, not looking at the others gathered in the room, staring only at Darcy.

Darcy looked annoyed at the interruption, then his face began to turn white as he realised his chance at power was being jeopardised.

"How much did you hear," he said slowly. "Everything," his sister replied, "And I'll tell Ray."

Darcy's eyes widened. "Unless," said Rhiannon, speaking the word that made Darcy sigh in relief, "You do a number of things."

He frowned and said to the group, "Leave us, the meeting is over." He waited until all were gone.

"What do you want," he said icily. "Three things," she said.

"A Fever Crystal, a Pink-Shifter Crystal and…" She paused dramatically.

"I want you to kidnap Princess Melody."