Crystal Waters

Topaz and Sapphire are for the most part two average sisters. They lived with their Mom and Dad in a wealthy home. One day, they came home to their mom sobbing, all her belongings gone. Their father had disappeared and taken all of their money. Later that year, their mom went missing. Not because she left, but because she was killed. They want to get revenge. One more thing,

They're Mermaids.

[Cover art by TheFuzz]


17. Nightmares

Topaz's P.O.V

          "You're useless! You two have let me down. You should never have been born. I brought you into this world, and I sure as hell can take you out!" The voice came screeching at me as a slumped down on the cold floor, hugging my tail tight. I braced myself for the next blow, but instead of it landing on my messy, disfigured face, I heard a loud thud and a sharp intake of breath. I look over. It's Sapphire. At least I think. Her face is so maimed it's hard to tell. The fist draws back, this time aimed for me again. 

          "No! Don't touch her! Hit me instead!" Saph cries desperately. I want to tell her no, because we both know that this punch will be her last. My throat tightens and I try to hold back tears, but to no avail. Time seems to slow, as the blow is delivered to my sister. She falls to the floor of our cave, and doesn't move. I start sobbing uncontrollably, and look into the face of our attacker. It was Arsenal.

          "I hate you!" I scream, the words echoing so deeply into my heart, that I know they are true, very true.


          "Sh... It's okay, I'm here, Topaz." I hear gentle muttering beside me. I wake with a start to find that it was only a nightmare, and Sapphire held me close in her arms. I was still crying very hard, and trembling.

          "Blood, and... and you and Arsenal." I muttered, spitting out the last word. I know that it was only a dream, but I couldn't ignore the feeling that he actually had killed my sister.

          "I know, it's okay. I've got you, you're safe." She replied. "Do you want to hunt?"

          "What time is it?" I asked

          "Around dawn."

We headed out, and as we did, we passed the ledge where Marius was sleeping.

          "Going somewhere so early, princesses?" He asked, much more life in his voice now that he had gotten a good night's sleep. 

          "None of your business." Sapphire replied, acidly, so I wouldn't have to talk to my "father's" ally. 

          We continued out of the area, to find a better place that was less crowded so that there would be more fish. The Pinkies' perfume was strong enough to kill all the fish within 2 miles! I really needed to take my anger out on something, so when the first fish dared to poke his head out of his home, the last thing he saw was my trident aimed right at his torso for the kill.

          "Did you just see that?" Sapphire's voice came to me, and I looked at her in confusion.

          "There it is again!" Her voice was filled with fear. I didn't know anything that could make her this scared. I followed her line of sight, and this time I saw it. I was a pointed, glistening, dark gray tail. This beast was one of the only things merkind truly feared. It has been known to drag merfolk away and eat them alive. It was a shark. The blood of the dead fish must've attracted it to our location. The beast continued to circle us. I was having a hard time figuring out what kind it was until I realized the gruesome truth, and that it was a depth terror, or as the humans refer to it, a Great White. They are responsible for more unprovoked attacks than tiger sharks and bull sharks combined.

          The shark swam around the reef, and right towards Sapphire and I. We were forced to split apart, one on each side of the valley that we had been hunting in. It circled once more then sped in Sapphire's direction. She stayed there, petrified in fear. When she was little, our mom had told us of the dangers of the sea. Being young and stupid, she went out and challenged the first shark she could find. Thankfully, it was only a white-tipped reef shark, but she was still bitten, and hard. Let's just say, it had taken her three months before she could swim again.

          I threw my trident, but it ricocheted harmlessly off the monster's hide, and into a crevice in the reef. I could see her trembling, and there was nothing I could do about it. The shark opened its maw, about to go in for the kill, when it was stopped in its tracks. I couldn't see very well from this angle, but what I could see made my blood rise in anger. The emerald green tail, the flowing brown hair, and the flash of dark eyes, now filled with utter remorse. There was something else there, too. Something that almost scared me more than the shark itself. Almost.           


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