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May's POV
Ever since I was a little girl, I've always dreamed of becoming a detective. Nine - that was the age at which I started to like CSI. My cousin Taylor was once here and one night when CSI: New York was on she said it was an awesome show so I decided to give it a chance. And guess what - it really was awesome. There was this one case that made me have a sleepless night, but now that I'm older I absolutely adore that episode.
Soon I got into those forensic shows and became a fan of 11th Hour, The Mentalist, CSI: Las Vegas, CSI: New York, CSI: Miami, Bones, Third Watch, Missing and such. I also adore Hercule Poirot and Inspector Columbo and many, many great movies and shows as that.
And now, while watching Bones, it got me wonder would I be a good a detective. Sure, I've seen how lots of things are done on TV, but would I be able to do it in real life?
I was known of passionately getting into things and getting out of them very soon with the very same passion. But this detective thing... It's been in my head for years.
"Do you think I'd be a good detective?" the words slipped out of my mouth as soon as the word 'detective' appeared in my head. It was addressed to my dad. He had been sitting on the sofa left from the couch I was lying on. He - as me - loved forensic shows too. I find it quite understandable since he is a cop, but still... I always find it amazing how he copes with numerous questions I ask him when we watch those shows together.
"You need school for that", he replied instantly.
I rolled my eyes at his answer. Why did everything fun have to include school? It is such a boring institution and I'm convinced it's brainwashing people.
"I just ask would I be good enough."
"If you try hard, you'll be good enough for everything you want."
Now that was the answer I wanted to hear.
Soon I noticed dad getting up the sofa and heading to the stairs. He went up and closed the door of his and mom's room, which instantly revealed me what his intentions were. He was getting ready for his job. His work time - the night shift today - started at 11 o'clock. I guess that kind of jobs aren't that great after all.
-H2O-
Lucky that it's weekend, I got up at nine and ran happily to the kitchen. What I had in mind for the day: swimming, swimming and even more swimming. The school completely exhausted me and all I needed was a day of relaxing gliding through the water and lying on its surface in the moon pool.
As I entered the kitchen, I noticed my dad sitting at the table with a sad look on his face. Mom's expression wasn't any different. They seemed to be talking about something, but as soon as I came in, they turned mute and continued with their chores - dad read the newspapers while mom cooked lunch.
"What's goin' on?" I asked in a serious tone. Something was definitely up and I wanted to - no, I needed to - be included.
"Nothing", mom simply replied.
I shook my head in disbelief. "Liar. What's up?"
"Nothing you should be concerned of", dad said.
"Exactly. This is an adult talk", mom agreed.
Rolling my eyes I eyed the sink and with a smirk and a simple hand twist I made the water run from the faucet and splash my mother. She screamed in surprise and jumped a few steps away from the sink. Dad simply rolled his eyes and my smirk widened. These kinds of things had been happening for a while - more precisely, since that camping trip - and dad got used to it already. Mom not so - she was easily surprised or scared.
"You should really pay someone to fix those damn pipes!" mom glared at dad.
"I can do it myself, without anyone's help", he shot her a glare back.
"I can see that", mom spoke sarcastically. "You're doing a pretty good job."
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" my shriek silenced their argument. Why can't they just tell me things on a simple way so I wouldn't have to waste my powers on them? My hand already hurts me.
"The pipes are broken and-" mom began explaining, but I cut her off.
"I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about the talk you had before I came in."
"Ah, that." Mom sighed and looked at dad. They both nodded at each other - probably to agree that I'm not a baby anymore and that's I'm enough big girl to handle things in a mature way.
"Okay, if you wanna know. But don't freak out." I knew from the start that this will be interesting.
Destiny's POV
Ever since I woke up that morning and felt the warm sunlight on my skin in the early hours, my mom's been acting strange. Her face looked sad and surprised, which got me wonder what I did this time to make her like this.
As soon as she saw me entering the living room, she gulped and waved her hand at me to signalize me to come sit with her at the couch. I did as she said and - much to my surprise - saw tears running down her cheeks. Her cheeks soon turned red and swollen due to the salty liquid that leaked out her eyes.
"Mom, what's wrong?" I asked with a dose of concern in my voice. I've never seen my mom cry - I mean, I did once when I was five and accidentally cut her hand with scissors, but this was different. This cry... It didn't seem like a cry of physical - but rather psychical - pain and hurt.
"I have to tell you something, Destiny, and you're not going to like it."
I swallowed. "What is it?"
"It's about your dad." Another stream of tears attacked her face. My heart began pounding faster and faster. Why did I feel like this was something really, really bad? But dad wasn't dead, right? "He's been arrested and will probably go to jail."
My eyes widely opened. "For what?"
"Dolphin hunting."
"Dolphin hunting? I don't understand." Dad had many faces, but neither one of them would ever break the law. Neither one of them would ever hunt dolphins or any of the protected species for that matter.
"An inspector was passing by the marina and accidentally noticed the illegal nets and dead dolphins on his boat this night."
"But he was here."
"Before he came here. The inspector immediately reported it and your dad got arrested."
"He'll never do such a thing!"
"I know, but there's no evidence he didn't do it. All the evidence leads to him."
-H2O-
"It's just not fair. I know my dad; he'd never do anything like that." After the talk mom and I had, I swam to the moon pool as fast as I could. I just needed a place to be calm and possibly someone to talk to. I had to tell someone or else I'd go insane. Luckily Melissa was there and I was successfully able to tell her everything.
"I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can do to help?" I wish there was, but I just... Had no idea what.
I was just about to answer that, when I noticed a mermaid figure surfacing between us - May, of course. At the exact moment she saw me, she tightly wrapped her hands around my neck.
"Oh, sweetie. I'm so sorry for what happened", her words sounded honest and true. She really did care and worry about my situations, but... How the hell did she know? "Dad told me everything." And she beat me to it.
"Thanks, girls, but it's okay." They shot me a glare. "Really. I'm doing fine. You can just let it go."
"No way", May spoke. "I already called Dyson to investigate."
"You what?" I couldn't believe she did that. Did everyone have to know that my dad got arrested for hunting and killing dolphins, and possessing illegal nets?
"You heard me. I called Dyson and told him everything. A sweetheart he is, he volunteered to help."
"Really?"
"Yeah. He'll call or text me if he finds anything."
"You didn't have to do that."
"Oh, come on, Des. What's the worst thing that could happen?" Melissa bowed me with a smile.
Dyson's POV
When May told me everything about Destiny's dad, I instantly offered to help. I've known those girls for four years now and they kinda grew on me - especially since I know their biggest secret and that I'm one's dear boyfriend - so it was kind of my duty to help them. Destiny's dad arrested for hunting down dolphins was a serious issue and if it was a false accusation, I wanted to be one of the first people to help lock the real villains up.
After receiving May's call, I went over to my dad to ask him about the case and he confirmed everything - he said that the last name sounded familiar to him and that the man seemed innocent, but there were no evidence to prove his innocence. When I told him it was my friend's dad he arrested, I noticed a look of disappoint o his face. He apologized and said he'd do everything in his power to find some evidence to free Mr. Bain from guilt, but from the start I knew it will be hard. The dolphins and the nets were found on his boat so there was no need to look into the case clearer.
So there I was now, wandering around the marina in search of something suspicious. For a few hours there was nothing out of ordinary to be found, but at around noon it all changed.
I saw three tall, tanned and muscular guys ready to go off with their small fishing boat. They seemed suspicious so I went as close as I was able to them, hiding behind some boxes that stood on the ground.
"Damn it, Bain got locked up!" one of them spoke.
"I know. But think about it, Murray - he got locked up instead of us", the other told the first one, who was definitely called Murray. "We were the ones that only used his boat. The moron paid for our sins."
"Goméz, Murray, you two should really close your mouth for eternity. There's police guarding Bain's boat and they could easily hear your little chat", the third one warned the talking twosome.
Goméz smiled evilly. "Always an obsessive freak, Montana."
"Oh, shut up, granny!"
As they set off to the ocean, I immediately took my cell phone in order to call May. Those three guys - Murray, Goméz and Montana - were obviously the real bad guys, not Destiny's dad. They just used the poor man as their marionette.
I tried calling my girlfriend for a few times, but she was not answering so I figured she was still swimming and her call was hidden somewhere within her body and will be available when she's dry. So I decided to text her. I wrote down everything I saw and heard, and something even more important - the sign that was written at both sides of the criminals' boat - Cruso. Whatever that meant.
May's POV
I was able to read Dyson's text at one pm - when the girls and I returned from our swim - and arranged a meeting with my boyfriend in park at two. The girls and I got there half an hour earlier - all thanks to Destiny who rushed us up, thinking we'll be late. I could understand her, but if something similar happened to someone from my family, I don't think I'd be like her. I'm famous of my cold heart so I'd probably roll my eyes at the whole thing and think they 'got what they've deserved.' But that's just me, right?
"Where is he? He's late!" Destiny impatiently spoke.
"He's not late - we're early!" Melissa assured her. "Now be patient and cal please."
She cleared her throat. "Okay, I'm calm and patient." But as soon as she got the sight of Dyson, her body started making weird moves again. "To hell with it!" She got up and walked towards Dyson. "What did you find? Where? Who?"
"There are three of them. I texted you the sign on their boat", Dyson looked at me and I nodded. "They were talking about how he got locked instead of them because they were the ones who used his boat. I think they stole his boat when he was at home."
I walked over to Dyson and wrapped my arms around him, before I pulled him into a passionate and thankful kiss. "You were a great help, Dyson. Thanks!"
"You're welcome, May", he replied and awarded me with another juicy kiss.
"We have to do something", Melissa said and eyed Dyson, "And you have to help us."
"Sorry, girls, but my dad just called me to let me know he screwed up something with his computer so I have to go help him fix it if I don't want to find his computer beaten to death."
Melissa shot him a death glare. "What's more important to you, Dyson - your stupid computer or our friend's life?"
"First off, the computer belongs to my dad", he corrected her, "Mine is perfectly fine, thanks. And second off, I don't wanna mess with those guys. They looked scary. Especially that Montana guy - the tallest and the most muscular."
"You can deal with the Goméz guy."
"No way. He looked scary too. He and Murray together."
"But-" Melissa would argue more, but I knew one thing - when Dyson was persistent with something, there's no such thing in the world that would make him give it up. He'd always find good arguments.
"It's okay, Mel. Let the boy go. We can do it ourselves."
He kissed me one more time and said: "I love you", before going off to his direction.
"What was that? He could've helped!" Destiny snapped.
"And you let him go just like that", Melissa added.
I smirked. "Don't worry, girls. I have a plan. You know how much I like those crime/forensic shows, right?" They both nodded. "Well, why don't mimic it? We-"
"How?" Melissa interrupted.
I glared at her. "Let me finish. We could play our own detective game."
"This is not the time to play games, May." This time Destiny interrupted.
"Would you two let me finish! I was thinking of using some methods CSI people use to actually catch those guys on act. Then we would have evidence and could call the police."
Melissa and Destiny glanced at each other for a moment, before they turned back to me with a curious look on their faces.
"I guess we could try", Melissa said.
"And how would we do that?" Destiny asked.
I instantly went to my explaining mode. "All we need is an underwater camera, sound recorder - a call phone can be used - some powder lead, magnifying glass and a brush.
"I have an underwater camera. Grandma got me for birthday a year ago", Melissa spoke.
"I have magnifying glass", Destiny said.
I nodded. "Okay. I'll make powder lead with the help of my old pencils. All we need is a brush." I turned to Destiny - her makeuped made me think of an idea. "Des, do you happen to have a clean, unused powder brush?"
"As a matter of fact, I do. I bought a new one yesterday and still haven't used it."
"Perfect."
Destiny's POV
That evening at 6 o'clock the girls and I made a deal to go to an action - we agreed to collect evidence ourselves since the police wouldn't do it. As Melissa and I walked towards that boat Dyson told us about, I could feel the panic overwhelming me. Maybe it was not a good idea to do this my inner voice spoke to me, but I decided to ignore it. This was about me - my dad - and I would do anything to protect my family. Even step into dangerous zone.
The villains' boat was exactly what Dyson described to us: small with a wooden cabin, lots of water bottles and bins, some wooden boxes and one big box I presume they kept their illegal nets in. The word Cruso proudly stood on the side, written in dark blue letters. The boat wasn't that hard to notice since it was the only one looking at that at the marina, but the hard thing about it was how to get on it unnoticed.
Noticing that it was empty, I took Melissa's hand for a moral support. She was the one that we - May and me - choose to do this task after all.
"But why me?" she whined.
"Because you're the smallest", I explained.
Letting out a quiet groan, she looked around and tiptoed onto the boat. Her task was to hide in that big box - since she was small enough to fit into it - and record their talk with her cell phone.
Slowly raising the box's cover, she got into it and put the cover down onto her head - her head held it up a bit so she could see what those men were doing and record their voice properly.
With a sigh of relief, I distanced from the boat and watched at those three men - Murray, Montana and Goméz from Dyson's description - boarded their boat and set off.
I waited until they were far enough and as soon as I convinced myself they can't and won't see me, I jumped down the marina into a warm, salty ocean. I kicked my legs to take me to the distance and quickly got Melissa's underwater camera off my neck; throwing it at the bottom - otherwise it would be absorbed into me and I wouldn't be able to take pictures without drying off and doing the same process all over again. I felt tingling in my legs and watched as my walking body parts merged together into a bronze tail and my blue T-shirt had gone, replaced by bronze scales covering my breasts.
I reached for the camera that sank to the bottom and picked it up. With a serious look on my face, I headed to the direction the boat headed to with only one thing on my mind - revenge.
May's POV
"I can't believe you got me here for this!"
"Please, Dyson. I need you!"
While Destiny and Melissa were doing their tasks, I had to do mine, which was way more fun than any task that could ever exist. My task was to go onto Destiny's dad's - Mr. Bain's - boat and collect fingerprints. How, you might wonder? With a magnifying glass, powder brush, powder lead and scotch tape of course. But there was this problem - two police officers were guarding his boat so there was no way for me to get onto it without some help. That's when Dyson fits in.
"But-" I cut him off.
"You just need to go to that police officers and say... I dunno, that you saw an old lady getting robbed in the park."
"You want me to lie to the police? That's illegal!"
"So is stalking, and we're doing it. You're already a part of this."
"Fine."
With a groan, he went over to the police officers, while I kept my distance. Half the way there he started running and somehow faked he was tired and worried.
"Police, help!" He gasped. "There's an old lady being attacked in the park. An attacker... he's beating her up! I'm really scared for her life!"
Without thinking, the police officers ran toward the park, hoping to stop the fictional crime.
With a smile on my face, I approached my boyfriend and kissed his soft and gentle lips. "Thanks. I knew I could count on you."
He took my hand. "Just be careful."
With a nod, I went onto the boat, while Dyson went back home. This had to be done quickly, before the police officers realize we tricked them.
-H2O-
"Got you!" I used the scotch tape to get the fifth of the prints I found - this one was at the tin glass of water. I took the magnifying glass and - surprisingly - the print matched the other four. The fifth one did not match the other four - the one found at the door handle.
I put the print in my jeans' pocket and was just about to look for another one, when I heard the angry police officers' voices telling how some stupid kid played them over. Without any thinking, I used the back entrance to get to the back side of the deck and jumped into the ocean. As soon as I had my tail, I took off to search for my friends.
Melissa's POV
Of all tasks in the world, I had this joy to be in the box on the boat, along with some dangerous-looking criminals and record their voices. First off, that box was so uncomfortable I barely breathed and managed to stay in it. I wanted to jump out of it with all my heart and yell 'I'm free', but that wouldn't look too good, would it?
I turned the sound-recorder on as soon as the criminals started talking. And trust me; I heard lots of things - too much even for my taste. In just five minutes I found out with how many woman Murray slept with in the last two weeks, how many times Goméz pissed and shitted in the last week, and how many times Montana had sex in his whole life - those numbers weren't so small either.
But the things I wished to hear were soon said: how they stole Mr. Bain's boat at night, how they used it to hunt dolphins - because they taste so good, how they bought lots of illegal nets and whom they bought it from.
With the desire to hear more, I raised my head for an inch to raise the cover so I could out my cell phone to record more sound. That's when the things went wrong. The cover fell down and made some noise, which made the criminals turn to me. Eyes wide, they approached me and I innocently waved at them, looking like I have no idea what was going on.
"Hey, guys, look what we have here", the tallest one - I presume it was Montana - said.
"Aww, she's so cute", spoke Goméz, smirking.
Murray kneeled down to me. "Why don't you come with us, little girl?"
And then it all went black.
Destiny's POV
Following the criminals from underwater was a great thing - I'd do what I knew best and still do something useful for my family. For a few times, those guys threw their nets in search for dolphins, but luckily no one got hurt. At least I thought so.
After at least hour and a half - almost two - of sailing, the boat stopped and it seemed like it had no intention to move. I swam up and carefully surfaced with only my eyes out of water and noticed three muscular figures staring at something. I approached the boat and raised myself for a bi and got surprised by a scene I saw - Melissa in the box with a dangerous threesome towering her.
The Murray guy said something to her and suddenly hit her in the back of her head, knocking her unconscious. He took her in his arms and along with the other two went into the cabin.
I panicked. Melissa was in trouble. But how was I supposed to help her?
Melissa's POV
As soon as I opened my eyes, a great pain in the back of my head greeted me with not so warm welcome. I tried to cover my head with my hands, but with no success - my hands were tied behind me. I found myself sitting on a wooden chair; my legs hands tied.
"She's awake", a blurry voice broke through silence.
I looked up, only to see the Goméz guy staring at me.
"Good morning, little girl. I hope you had a nice sleep."
"Where am I?" I asked. I did not pretend to have no idea - at the time I was so disoriented I really did not know.
"Inside. But let me tell you, nobody will find you. Ever. I know what you tried to do, but... Just stay here and don't bother." He approached me and started untying me hands and legs. "Everything ready?"
"Everything!" the voice from outside the cabin answered.
After he untied me, Goméz faced me. "Listen now, little girl-"
"It's Melissa", I corrected him. If there was something I hated more than getting a tail with a touch of water was being called a little girl. My height had something to do with it; at least my mom thinks so.
"Okay, Melissa. Right now you'll become lost, you know that? You'll end up somewhere at the bottom of the ocean and no one will ever find you. Just to make sure you won't swim away, we have those special metal bracelets."
I smirked. Did he really think he could drown a mermaid?
I was just about to say something, when the Murray and Montana guy entered the cabin. Montana held two sandwiches in his hands - one he had been eating and the other one he offered to Goméz. Murray ate a donut.
"What will we do with her?" Montana asked.
Goméz smiled. "Let's eat our dinner first." He turned to me. "These dolphin sandwiches are so delicious. Makes you wonder why it's forbidden to hunt dolphins - they're too delicious to be eaten."
May's POV
After a couple of minutes of swimming and searching, I finally found the boat and Destiny - the boat was not moving and my friend looked up at it with a concerned look. We were already way too far away from Ooha'oma and it took me hell a lot of time to get there.
I waved at Destiny and she shot a sad look at me. I pointed with my finger towards the surface - signalizing to come up - and she nodded, following me by swimming after.
"What happened?" I asked as we surfaced.
Destiny took a deep breath. "Melissa. They caught her."
"What?" I shrieked.
Des instantly put a finger over my mouth for me to be quieter. "We have to go get her."
-H2O-
After minutes of thinking, Destiny and I somehow managed to use the fact criminals were not careful enough and got onto the boat. She dried us off with her power and we - slowly and as quietly as we possibly could - walked around the cabin in search for a way to free Melissa.
We looked into the cabin and to our surprise she looked fine and unhurt. The only thing is that they had a sadistic look on their faces - they were about to do something to her.
The Montana guy looked randomly around the cabin and somehow his look ended up on the window Des and I were watching through, but luckily Destiny realized what he was to do at the right time and managed to pull me down so I don't end up seen by him.
She quietly told me about the bottles and bins of water that were in there and saw a great chance in it.
Deciding to listen to her advice, I raised my head for a bit and twisted my hand at the sight of water. I noticed some bins next to Goméz guy's feet and made the water from them splash him. Melissa looked up and at the sight of him splashed wandered with her look around the cabin, until she finally realized it was us she's seen. With a wide smile on her face, she turned to Goméz and raised her hand toward him, straightening it.
"Looks like things will get a bit cold in here", she said and Goméz's wet clothes froze on his body, freezing his skin along and making him unable to move. He fell onto the floor and shrieked in pain.
Murray and Montana were just about to get her, when Des and I appeared at the door.
"Don't even think about it!" I threatened and raised my hand, making the water splash onto the two.
Destiny clenched her fingers and soon balled her hand into a fist, making their bodies hot. "I like hot guys."
"And I like 'em wet", I commented and with another twist of my hand I made the tower of water and splashed the standing two, making them fall too. "Let's go, Mel. Out job here is done."
Melissa took my hand and together she, Des and I left the cabin. I splashed some water onto the door handle and Melissa froze it, just in case they try to run away.
I took my cell phone and typed my dad's number. It didn't take long for him to pick up.
"Hello?"
"Come to the ocean a bit further than Ooha'oma", I said. "I've got something for you there."
"What?"
"The real criminals. The ones that set Destiny's dad up. I've got them." I glanced at my friends. "We've got them."
"But... How?"
"No questions, okay? They're here and not going anywhere, so you can just come here to pick them up. We'll leave the evidence in the biggest box." And with that I hung up.
The girls and I left all the evidence we've found on those criminals and with a delightful smile we jumped into the ocean. As soon as our tails were on their place, we waved them and found our way to the ocean depths - we went to search for new adventures.
This chapter was kinda fun for me to write since this is something I'd probably do in real life. I actually did once when my ducks (yes, my family used to have ducks) disappeared. I was 9 or 10 at the time XD
This time I won't tell what will happen next time. But I promise, it will be fun. Take care and I hope you continue reading!
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