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Last Time:
Christella - Ariel sighed. With Eric on the surface, Melody kidnapped and Christella as untouchable as the latter, she was utterly alone.
Melody - Melody checked his pulse, he was alive. She propped him up in his chair and ate some sea grapes.
Chapter 12:
When Darcy came back, Melody smiled cheekily and gave a jaunty salute while sitting on the table.
Darcy saw the youth slumped in the chair and his eyebrows furrowed. He took her roughly by the wrists and dragged her to some handcuffs bolted to the ceiling.
He did up the handcuffs around her wrists and muttered, "Next time I wont be so nice."
Melody swam to the ceiling and tried to get her hands out of the cuffs. She gave up, sobbing softly.
The youth stirred in his sleep and sat up with a groan. After a few seconds he noticed Melody. A slow grin stretched across his lips.
Melody's eyes widened with real fear this time as he came towards her. Suddenly she had an idea.
She tucked up her tail and at the right moment drove it into the spot where it would have hurt a human man the most.
Melody sighed in relief as he doubled over in pain. He was down and out again, at least for a while.
ooOoo
Christella went through her school letter. She had to paint her tail and wear a uniform. She had to paint her tail navy and wear a navy and yellow shell top with the school emblem on the right side.
Apparently, she was studying History, Mythology, Art, Comportment, Sewing, Writing and Old Merish.
She looked at her text books. They were all extremely dull looking. The brightest book was the one for art, depicting a painting of a scantily clad mermaid in pastels.
She picked up the Mythology textbook The Myths of the Sea and looked through the contents.
She frowned; they all seemed to be stories about 'true love' or monsters snatching beautiful mermaids who were rescued by dashing gods and heroes.
Only one was different. It was the story of a peasant girl, who managed to get herself into the army as a boy, and proving herself a hero.
She was attacked by one remaining enemy and would have died, had it not have been that she was granted immortality an instant before.
She ended up marrying the god of love, who had numerous flings with mortal mermaids, breaking her heart. She was regarded by the other gods as an outcast.
Christella felt grim. She took out the navy tail paint and reflected on the time she and Melody had painted each others tails.
She slowly painted her tail, thinking about Melody and Derek, her mother and her father and of school the next day.
She finished painting her tail and decided she couldn't stand it. She had to see Derek.
ooOoo
Derek thought about the lunch her had just had with his father and Mariya.
"Now, my son," his father had said to him before the lunch, "She's rich and famous and thinks she's in love with you! Propose now! She's the best you can get!"
"What about royalty," Derek said blandly. "Pah!" exclaimed his father, "I have no respect for those people. I you ever go near any of them, I'll disown you in an instant."
Derek had found the lunch embarrassing to say the least. Her father had been talking about marriage the whole time.
Mariya pretended to listen, but was just interested in winding her tail around Derek's.
Derek could only think of the look of betrayal in Chrissie's eyes when he had kiss Mariya.
Eventually, he had had enough. He got up and mumbled something about going to the bathroom.
Mariya had winked at Derek's father and followed Derek silently. He went into his bedroom and Mariya slipped in after him.
Before he could notice her she opened a vial full of some cloudy white substance. Cold water rushed from the bottle forming ice that pinned Derek's wrists and tail to the wall.
She took out another vial, this one deep purple. "What's that," asked Derek warily.
"I don't now its name. Something long and hard to say." Mariya began, "But I do know what it does. It takes over your brain so it only thinks one thing. Works for about an hour."
She smiled wickedly. "No prizes for guessing what that is. And afterward you remember everything." "Why are you doing this," Derek murmured, Mariya shrugged, "Because I want to."
She shook it and it turned a complete black. She held it under Derek's nose before uncorking it.
The substance almost instantly made it's way up Derek's nostrils. A single thought took over his brain. "I love you," he said to Mariya in an empty voice.
Mariya snapped her fingers and the ice melted away. He took her in his arms and kissed her in his fake passion.
She smiled again then kissed him back. She would have to get out of here before the hour was up though, she thought.
There was no telling what he could do to her after that. She shook herself mentally. An hour was enough for now.
ooOoo
Christella snuck into Derek's house looking around. There wasn't anything feminine in the house.
The walls were decorated with weapons and huge drab paintings of old mermen. In the dark corner was a small picture of a frail but beautiful woman who looked incredibly sad.
Christella went up to the picture and felt as if she had seen the woman before. She realised this must be Derek's mother; she had his nose and mouth.
Christella started and a noise from another room and swam deeper into the shadows, her newly painted navy tail blending into the darkness. Mariya swam into the room with Derek who had his hand around her waist.
She stopped at the front door. "Goodbye," she murmured. "Goodbye," Derek replied and kissed her, his hands sliding from her waist down her body.
Christella bit her lip to stop herself rushing out and slapping them both. Finally, they stopped and Mariya rushed out the door.
Almost the instant after that, Derek doubled over and sunk to the floor. "Derek!" Christella called and she swam from the shadows.
She knelt by his side as he started writhing. She tried to stop him fro about a minute but then he stopped and was deathly still.
"No," Christella murmured, "No…"
Do you like? Sorry about not updating for a while, had the musical on… Now I'm very tired. yawns But you still get cyber cookies if you review!