Sorry it took a long time to update. I was caught up in reading books :)

As I had said, this chapter is in 3 different pov's. It's where the story diverges from the original plot. Well this isn't that original but I wanted to put a change in it.

I don't own THG characters nor The Little Mermaid world. Enjoy!

Coin's POV

I growl. That was so close.

She thinks she is better than me, that poor little mermaid. I sigh furiously. She really doesn't know what I can and will do to get what I want.

Just look at her. So innocent, thinking her little prince will love her. Well, you better think right, my sweet girl because I have my eyes on someone that will make your small heart shatter.

"Boys!" I call. "Keep a close look on that girl."

I swim to the higher shelves and push aside all the other bottles. I grab the one I'm looking for and bring it to shell, tossing the bottle inside it. While I say a few magic words, smoke and bright lights starts coming out of the shell and involves around me. I won't let her win. I'll get her and then I'll make ol'King Everdeen pay for what he did to me. Banished and exiled in the darkest corners of the sea. Let's see if he likes when his precious daughter becomes part of my little garden.

Mysterious Girl POV

Who's that girl Peeta was with today?

She can't be a princess. The way she was looking at the apples in the fruit stand, made her look crazy. Everyone knows what apples are. I shake my head. I just hope Peeta doesn't have any feelings for her. How can he? She looked so plain and vulgar, with that braid and the simple dress. She doesn't belong on those clothes. I do. I should be the one with-

"Stop thinking and get to work!"

I huff. I continue sweapping the tabern's floor while Mr. Cray serves some drinks to a few men. I don't even know why I work here. There are other nicer places where I could be working. Not sweaping dust of the floor and serving at tables. I could just quit and... And what? I need the few coins Mr. Cray gives me at the end of the week to pay my small room and buy food. My mother put me out of the house because I didn't do anything. How could she? My life isn't to work, it's to live in a big palace with people at my every service.

Since that nice gesture Peeta did, I have been thinking of him. When no one turned my way, he was the one that helped me get up from the dirty ground. He is so kind and handsome. I should be with him. We have so much in common and look so alike. We are meant for each other.

I finish sweaping and head to the back, where the broom closet is.

"You are finished for today." Mr. Cray says. "Now get out."

I nod and remove the apron from my waist. I put it on the shelf inside the broom closet and grab my coat. Leaving the tabern, I'm hit with the early night damp. There are still a few people out on the street but as I walk deeper into the them, I'm left all alone. I look both sides, seeing if someone is following me.

"Aren't you a surprise." I turn around startled and a figure comes out from an alley. "I was just looking for you."

I grab the coat to my chest tightly. A woman approaches me. She is almost like a mirage with her perfect white skin, long wavy brown hair and a fitting dark blue dress. She is smiling at me.

"You don't need to be afraid." She reassures. "I'm here to help you."

"What?" I ask.

She chuckles. "I know all about your little secret crush on the prince."

My eyes widen. "How did you find out?"

"I have my ways." She says. "Now, do you want my help or not?"

"How can I trust you? You just appeared out of nowhere." I urge.

"Of course you can trust me. I will make all your dreams true." She says darkly.

"How?"

"Through this." She grabs the shell necklace around her neck and hands it to me.

"A necklace?" I raise an eyebrow.

"This is the answer to your problem." She says.

How can I make Peeta mine with a necklace? I look at this woman. Her silver eyes are shining but not with goodness. There's something dark about her. Something that tells me to trust her, despite that. I sigh.

"What do I have to do?" I ask.

"Go to the beach next to the palace and when you see the prince, start singing. He'll fall in love with you that fast." She snaps her fingers.

"Sing? But I can't sing." I say.

"Don't worry about that." She tells.

"What's the catch?" I ask suspiciously.

"Well... there's something else." She smirks. "You have to marry him by tomorrow's sunset."

"Marry?" I ask incrediously.

"Isn't that what you want?" She asks.

"Yes but-"

"Stop." She orders. "Do what I tell you."

I nod. "Now tomorrow, I'll be at the wedding. Don't ruin this. This is your only chance."

She turns around and vanishes through the nightly fog. I look at the necklace in my hand. How will this help me?

Peeta's POV

I rest my hands on the balcony railing. The cold nightly air rustles my hair, while I look into the sea.

My head is really confused at this moment. After me and Katniss - there's something about that name that seems familiar - arrived from the lake, completly drenched, Effie scolded both of us but particulary me and Finnick wouldn't stop making comments. I was ready to hit him in the face. Effie took Katniss to her bedroom and Finnick just patted my shoulder and told me to go change. I came here as soon as I was dressed in dry clothes.

As I said before, I can't stop thinking about that voice but now Katniss has also invaded my mind. There's something about her I can't decode. All the small things and little gestures she makes, leaves me more confused than before. And everytime I look at her, her eyes get this look like she is pulling me towards her, trying to convey some hidden message. I don't know what to do about it. I admit that she is beautiful with those gray eyes and gentle smile but I can't feel something for her until I discover the voice. I sigh frustated.

"What's on your mind?" I turn around and Finnick stands at the door's threshold.

"I really don't know." I say and turn to the sea again.

"Thinking about the imaginary girl?" Finnick chuckles.

"Maybe." I smile.

"I'll tell you something, as your best friend." He walks beside me. "You have to forget this voice, Peeta."

"I can't." I shake my head.

"You can. Stop dreaming about fictional girls and focus on the real." Finnick advises.

"What if suddenly she appears?" I wonder.

"She won't." He says. "There's one even better than her."

"Huh?" I look at him.

"There." Finnicks tilts his chin up.

I look up and see Katniss standing by her bedroom window. She is looking far away. I smile. Suddenly she looks down and stares at me. Her wonderful gray eyes widen and she gives me a small smile before walking away from the window. I look down at Finnick.

"You couldn't even stop from smiling at her." Finnick teases.

I hit him in the forearm playfully.

"Alright, sorry." He smirks. "Keeping thinking about your imaginary girl." He leaves and I'm left with the sound of the waves crashing the sand.

Maybe he's right. I really need to forget the voice. I may not feel something for Katniss now but in a few months I could. She may not speak but that's not that important. Just seeing her every day will be enou- I hear a sound coming from down the beach. I look down and see the silhouette of a girl appearing through the fog. Her voice. It sounds so familiar. I squint my eyes to see better and suddenly my minds feels strange.

The voice.

It's her.

In the next chapter, I'll reveal who this mysterious girl is. Maybe you already know :) Don't forget to review in this little box below. This box is your best friend ;)