Chapter One: That Fateful Day

July, 7, 42-61

That day was to be a simple run about town. The streets were alive and the townsfolk ore chipper than if ever see them. With everyone in such high spirits, surely this year's festival was shaping up to be something grand.

However, it wasn't long before I learned of the reason for all the excitement. As it turns out, a mermaid had been captured. They were bringing her in on the next boat and it was already docking. A mermaid hadn't been seen in over 50 years. They used to live close to the shores, until fear spread amongst the people on land. Now, capturing a mermaid was an easy path to gold and perhaps a new title.

The mermaid would be put on display for everyone to see. It was a tradition that when a mermaid was captured, it would be toured for entertainment on its way to the capital where it would be presented to the royal family in exchange for a reward.

Though it was mostly curiosity that led me there, it turned out that very curiosity would lead me down a road I never imagined for myself. For that was the day I met my first mermaid and the day…my life changed forever. It was on that day; I met Spinel. -S, Universe

Though it was meant to be just another day for the town, the streets bustled about as if the Queen herself was to make an appearance. Steven had already finished his morning routine, making sure to buy the supplies he needed for the next week or so. The young man had only just turned 17yrs old, but was already living on his own just outside of town. His father, missing for the last four years of his life had already been presumed dead.

It was because of this, the people in town knew Steven well. Many families had offered to take him in, but the boy refused every time, ever optimistic that his father would come home and shrugging off the ones that insisted Greg was no longer of this world.

"Steven!" A young girl called out as she pushed her way through the unusual high volume of people on the street.

"Oh, good morning Connie," Steven greeted with a smile.

Connie Maheswaran. A young, bespectacled woman that had been a close friend to Steven ever since his father disappeared. Her dark skin was covered in dirt already and her long ebony hair had been messily tied up in a bun, no doubt in haste. Though she wore a rather expensive looking dress, it was tied up towards her knees, clearly in an attempt to keep the hem from the dirt, but it appeared that had failed miserably.

"Your mother is going to throw a fit when she sees you," Steven chuckled.

Connie looked down at herself and smiled nervously as she pat her dress down, loosening the string that tied it up to her knees and letting it flow down towards her ankles once more. "Yeah, well…I really wanted to get a look at the ship that's bringing the mermaid in. Trying to get through the crowd in this dress was such a hassle and my hair kept getting caught."

"But how'd you get so dirty?"

Connie sighed miserably, "I…got into a little scuffle with one of the boys."

"Again?" asked Steven, unsurprised.

"Listen to this, Steven," Connie insisted, "he was talking about the mermaid in such a rude manner! He was laughing and even said he hoped she would misbehave so he could see her punished! I couldn't just sit back after hearing that. Before I knew it, my book was out of my hands and knocking him in the back of the head. I mean, don't you think this is barbaric?! The first mermaid to be seen in my lifetime and she's to be caged on display as some side show before she's hauled off to the capital like the ones in the past. When my father told me about this morning, I nearly screamed in protest. I wanted to get close enough to the boat so the sailors could hear me, but then I heard that boy…"

Steven listened as Connie continued to talk about the injustice humanity was practicing. Though she tended to lose herself when she got fired up, it's why Steven enjoyed her company. She wasn't like most of the other townsfolk. She was always pushing for change and speaking out against something she found to be unfair. People might have shunned her for it if it weren't for her Mothers position. Being a Doctor was a well respected profession and no one dared offend the physicians only daughter, lest their own children ever needed treatment.

"…I mean it's just deplorable," continued Connie with a frown as she looked out at the celebrating masses. "This kind of prejudice is disgusting."

Steven nodded his head, noticing that the crowd had nearly doubled in size since they began talking. "…I agree. I'd love to see a mermaid…but not like this. I mean, it's not just this, but who knows what happens to them at the capital."

"The royal family should asham—-eep!" Connie was confident in her words until she spotted her father weaving his way through the crowds. Remembering her filthy dress, Connie grabbed Stevens bag of supplies in a panic.

"Hey! Don't you have to go and report in for work soon? I bet you don't have time to take these home. Why don't I do that for you? I'll be sure to look for you after your shift ends! Bye Steven!" She spoke so quickly and rushed off without waiting for a reply that Steven just sighed with a smile.

Now that he no longer had to make his trip home, Steven made his way to the boardwalk where he reported daily for work. With the festival only a day away, there were a lot of odd jobs to go around and Steven was in high demand for most manual labor jobs since he seemed to be a lot stronger than the other men.

"Ah, Steven my boy," greeted an overly cheerful looking man.

"Good morning, Mr. Smiley. You need any help today?" asked Steven as the man threw an arm around his shoulder.

"I sure do! I've been waiting to hand out this job just for you, Steven. I need someone real strong and trustworthy. You might have heard that a mermaid is being brought in, well, it just happens she's going to be displayed right in the middle of my amusement park! Can you imagine all the business that's going to bring me?" exclaimed the joyous man with a chuckle. "So I need you to set up the stage."

Steven grimaced. He didn't like the idea of helping to humiliate the mermaid in any way.
"Ah…I'd rather do something else…"

"But Steven, who else could I trust with this?" Mr. Smiley asked as his smile faded. He scanned the people around them before leaning in close, "between you and me," he began in a hushed voice, "the mermaid is already back stage. I can't just let anyone help with the set up. You're the most honest kid I know. Anyone else might try to steal a scale or hurt the creature just for kicks. So I was really hoping that you could…you know, keep an eye on the mermaid a bit. I don't think anyone could out muscle you to get to her."

It was true. Though Steven knew most people in town wouldn't be so cruel, there were a lot of strangers from other places hoping to see the mermaid and who knew how many of them hated her just out of prejudice. "…f…fine." Steven agreed reluctantly.

"That's my boy!" exclaimed Mr. Smiley, leaning back up and slapping the boys back with his trademark grin restored. "Be sure to find me before the curtain goes up! I'll be sure to reward you!"

"…just the regular pay is fine…" said Steven quietly. He didn't even know if he wanted to get paid for something like this. Once he was given his instructions, Steven trudged to the backstage area where the mermaid was being held. Even if he was a little curious to see his first Mermaid, this was not how he hoped it would happen. As he approached, two men stood at attention, seemingly guarding the cage where the mermaid was being held. Though it appeared to be a large cage, it was covered by a loose curtain. All Steven could see was the very bottom and a faint pink fin that swished along the floor of the cage.

"I'm here to…relieve you…I guess." Steven announced to the gentlemen, pulling out a piece of paper that Mr. Smiley had given him.

One of the guards smiled, "Finally. My feet are killing me. We've been at sea with this thing for weeks and I need a break."

Steven frowned. Why did he have to interact with people like this? Connie was right. Simply deplorable.
"…Shouldn't she be in water?" he asked as he looked past the men, noting how she appeared to be inside a dry cage.

"Don't you know anything about mermaids, kid?" One of the guards asked with a raised brow. "In the water, they can use magic and stuff. If you want to keep on docile, you have to make sure they don't get any water."

"but isn't that painful?" Steven asked, unable to hide his concern. "They NEED water."

"It's not gonna kill the thing. Just makes it weak, and trust me, you don't want this thing to gain any strength. I was there when our captain caught the beast. We're lucky it didn't kill us all at sea. Now, don't be no bleed'n heart and just make sure no one gets too close to the thing, 'kay?"
With that, the guards walked off, laughing as they exchanged jokes. Surely about Steven's concern for the mermaid.

He waited a good few minutes to make sure neither of the sailors would be coming back for anything. Once he was he'd be left alone, he took a deep breath and apologized to Mr. Smiley internally. How could he possibly sit idly by while this happened? Especially when he had this rare chance to actually do something about it? He turned towards the cage and grabbed the heavy curtain, pulling it off with ease to reveal the mermaid at last.

Steven stared in awe for a moment once he caught sight of the creature. The mermaid had a light pink tint to her human skin, but her scales were a brighter pink, covering most of her chest in what appeared to be the shape of an upside down heart. Her tail was covered in those bright pink scales as well, the fin at the bottom nearly transparent against the cage floor. Her face was mostly human, save for the ears that resembled a fish's fin. She had dull red hair that had been pinned up in pigtails, but what Steven noticed more than anything else, was her bright, magenta colored eyes and the dark lines that ran down her cheeks like permanent tears. The mermaid was breathing heavily, her arms above her head as she was tied tight around the wrists with a rope that connected to the roof of the cage. She had been glaring at Steven the moment he removed the curtain. Even if her gaze was full of scorn, Steven couldn't help but think she was beautiful.

Taking a knee in order to meet her gaze, Steven leaned close, placing his hands on the bars.
"My name is Steven. …what's yours?" he asked in a whisper.

The mermaid only continued to leer at him, either unwilling to speak or unable to. She did look terribly weak. Not having any water must have really done a number on her and he didn't know enough about Mermaids to know exactly how it affected them. He actually didn't know if she could even understand him. He looked around the cage and then scanned the backstage area. How was he supposed to get her out of here without anyone noticing? No matter how heavy she was, Steven was sure that wouldn't be a problem for him, but he couldn't just carry her off in his arms in broad daylight. There were too many people wandering around they were all on edge to see the mermaid. He'd have to find something to hide her in that no one would find too suspicious.

The mermaid watched cautiously as Steven rushed about backstage, gathering up random things and large wheelbarrow. He placed everything in a pile beside the cage and looked around once again. Though he was trying to be cautious, he also knew he had to be quick. Who knew when the sailors would return. Leaning back down to meet the mermaids eyes, Steven offered a smile, hoping that even if she didn't understand him, she would see he was not trying to hurt her.

"I'm going to get you out of here," he stated calmly before he grabbed the bars and began to pull, gritting his teeth as they slowly started to budge. The mermaid watched in surprise now, amazed that a human had enough strength to pull off these iron bars. Once the bars were removed, Steven placed them down carefully and slipped his way into the cage.

The mermaid's tail swished along the floor as she attempted to back up against the bars, pulling at the ropes that held her wrists. Steven could see he had alarmed her. Holding his hands up, he stopped moving. "…I'm not going to hurt you, but we have to hurry. I have to get you out of here before someone comes to check on you." He insisted quietly.

With a raised brow, the mermaid allowed Steven to get closer, watching in confusion as he reached up and worked to untie the ropes that held her wrists. The ropes fell down into the mermaids lap and she pulled her arms back to herself with a brief look of relief. Glancing down, Steven could see how bruised and red her wrists were, the scales had all but been rubbed off or peeled back. It must have been from her struggling. He wanted to give her time, but they didn't have much to spare.
"…I'm sorry they hurt you. …If you can understand me a little…I need to put you in there," he explained, pointing to the wheelbarrow behind him. "I'll try and get you to the water, but I have to hide you or they'll just catch you again."

The mermaid stared in silence, glancing from Steven to the junk pile behind him. Even though it seemed like he didn't want to hurt her, she couldn't be sure that this wasn't some trick. Perhaps he just wanted to capture her himself in order to get the reward instead of that ship's captain. Once more, he seemed under the impression that she couldn't understand him. So why was he telling her that he'd help her to escape if he thought she didn't speak his language? Was that some part his plan to trick her? Still, there weren't a lot of other chances to get out of here and if he was planning on keeping her for himself, there may have been a better chance to get the upper hand with just him.
"…Okay." She answered finally.

Steven gasped lightly. Her voice may have been hoarse and weak, but he heard her clearly. With a bright smile, he extended his arms slowly. Now that he was sure she could understand him, this was going to be much easier. "I'm going to pick you up and put you in there," he informed her before scooping her up effortlessly, once again surprising the mermaid with his strength. Surely her tail was quite heavy on land. Placing her inside the wheelbarrow as gently as he could, he looked down at her sympathetically as he grabbed a couple heavy curtains for the stage. "I'm sorry, I'm gonna have to cover you with a few things. Try not to move either, or someone might think something is up."

She said nothing, but nodded her head in response. With one last smile towards her, Steven placed the curtains over her, doing his best to be careful as he attempted to arrange her tail inside the wheelbarrow comfortably. He could see all the missing scales and cuts that she had sustained and he didn't want to cause her anymore pain. Once she was completely covered up, Steven placed a few more random things on top of her, making sure it was as light as possible. The last thing he did was cover the cage back up, hopefully in order to give them a head start. Steven took a long, deep breath. This was the first crime he had ever committed, but if it was to save someone, so be it. He just hoped that he could get her into the water before he was caught, so at the very least, she could get home safely.

A/N: Hello Everyone! Thanks for reading the first chapter! I hope you all enjoyed it! I'll get working on Chapter Two right away! If you want to see drawings of this AU, you can follow me on Tumblr. I'll also be posting updates on the story's progress there. The story will also be posted on
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