Derrolyn Anderson - [Marinas Tales #1] - Between The Land And The Sea (35 page)

“No,” he said, fear in his blue eyes.

“I’m going– with or without you. You can’t stop me.”

“Marina–” he choked out. He had no idea how pointless arguing with me was.

“My mind is made up. Are you going to make me swim?”

He finally gave in, but he really had no choice, for I meant every word with all of my heart.

He put on his wetsuit and gave me another one to try. It was much bigger than mine, so I slipped out of my boots and zipped it on over my clothes. I felt calm and still inside, certain beyond a shadow of a doubt that we needed to find Dutch and bring him home.

He explained to me that his dad had an orange survival suit onboard his boat, and if he had managed to get it on he might still be alive. We only had a few hours of daylight left, and Dutch certainly couldn’t survive overnight in the water. He made me swear to hold on tight, and warned me that the waves would be strong enough to throw me out of the boat.

Cruz was on the couch with Abby, who was completely beside herself.

“This isn’t such a good idea…” he said, his voice tight with tension. I turned and looked at him with fiery eyes and he stopped. We ran out for the inflatable.

The wind was screaming and the waves were massive as we motored out of the harbor. I held onto the boat tightly and began calling for Lorelei. I tried to imagine talking to her in mermaid and focused on the water. Ethan was steering, heading out in the direction of the last known sighting of his dad’s boat.

A head popped out of the water, followed by two others. Each one was shimmering, iridescent and otherworldly beautiful. My heart raced wildly in my chest.

“
Sisters! I need your help.
” They all smiled in recognition.

“
Come with us,
” they chanted in unison. Their combined voices were impossibly harmonic, like a choir of angels. They clung to the side of the boat, rising and falling with the waves. I turned to see Ethan’s eyes filled with alarm.

“
I need your help to find a man in the water
,” I said, ignoring their request.

“
You have been summoned
,” they sang.

“
No!
” I cried, “
I must find this man now!
” They looked pouty, like little children whose toys were being taken away. They all disappeared at once. I turned to Ethan, who was fighting for control as we rode up and over each giant swell.

They popped up again suddenly, only now there were two more in their ranks. Each one was more beautiful than the last. They smiled beguilingly at me and Ethan.

“
Please help us find the man
,” I cried, “
He’s floating out here and we have to find him!
”

“
We know where he is,
” they sang melodically.

“
Take us to him!
” I demanded. They just smiled, wild and compassionless.

One of them climbed up on the side of the boat. Her face was within inches of mine, “
If you
come with us we will show you to him.
”

I looked at Ethan and he looked terrified. I thought about Dutch, out here by himself. I thought about Abby, broken-hearted, back at the apartment.

I nodded, and spoke slowly. It was imperative that they follow my instructions. “
I’ll come
with you, but only if you bring us to the man, and take this boat with both of them in it safely
back to the harbor.
”

She smiled and agreed to my conditions. There was no way we were going to find Dutch without their help– I was going to have to trust them to keep their word. The beautiful creatures circled our boat and grabbed hold of it. They started to swim, their powerful fins propelling us through the water as if we were floating on air. Ethan came to my side and held onto me tightly.

Within minutes we neared a figure bobbing in the rough water.

“Dad!” Ethan yelled.

Dutch was clinging onto a white cooler, his face ashen. He had an orange suit on, just as I had seen in my vision. One of the mermaids flipped him on board as though he were weightless, reminding me of their immense strength. Ethan and I knelt by Dutch’s side and his eyes flickered open. He was breathing, but he looked bad. We had clearly gotten there just in time. Ethan looked up at me, awestruck.

“
Marina, come with us,
” the chanting started, “
Come now!
” A sweet singsong cacophony of voices called out to me. We looked around, and now there were at least ten of them, flipping and frolicking in the water, surrounding the little boat.

I felt sick as I looked into Ethan’s frightened eyes.

I turned to them, “
Take them back to the harbor right now!
”

“
Yes Marina,
” they chanted in unison.

“I’m sorry Ethan,” a look of horror was dawning on his face, “But I made a deal...” Two mermaids lunged out of the water and clamped onto my arms, plucking me out of the boat and dragging me into their midst. Several more grabbed hold of the boat and started swimming it back. The last thing I saw before they pulled me under the water was Ethan’s agonized face. My vision had come true.

At that moment I knew that he loved me too, and that I had just broken his heart.

I prepared to die as they dragged me deeper and deeper under the water. My ears ached
with the pressure and my lungs felt as though they would burst. The physical pain was nothing
compared to the overwhelming sorrow. I sobbed silently as we descended. I cried for Ethan and
my dad; I mourned for all the people I loved that I’d never see again. My vision darkened and I
exhaled one last time, welcoming oblivion. I inhaled water, and the shock to my lungs doubled
me over.

The two mermaids held me tightly by the wrists and smiled with merciless charm as I struggled. I coughed, and bubbles of air rose to the surface. Water flowed in and out of my lungs, icy cold and dense. My ears stopped hurting as the air drained out of me, replaced by freezing cold water. I looked back at them, incredulous. I was breathing underwater, just as they did. It felt almost familiar, like some vestigial memory of being in the womb. My body no longer registered the cold as the water flowed in and out, equalizing my temperature.

At first blurry, my eyesight began to clear. The mermaids holding me came into sharp focus and the water no longer felt heavy flowing across my eyes. My hands and feet began to tingle.

We continued to descend until the sunlight could no longer penetrate the depths. Something strange began to happen to the mermaid’s skin. What had been pale and reflective in the light was now luminous and glowing. They were phosphorescent, casting their own light into the black abyss. The moving reflection of the sheer rock wall was the only clue that we continued to descend. We finally hit the bottom at a kind of cavern, a circular chamber with vertical rock walls.

Ethan had told me that just off of our coastline lie some of the deepest ocean waters on earth; a submarine canyon under extreme pressure– far too deep for divers to penetrate. He explained how robotic submersibles had recorded strange undiscovered sea life that was as alien as if it had just arrived from outer space. I remembered the awe in his voice as he speculated on the mysteries hidden in the ocean’s unexplored trenches. And now I’d been taken to some kind of mermaid council in the deepest part of it.

I was brought to the center of the cavern, watching in a daze as a few dozen mermaids began to drift in, hovering in a circle around me. They truly were majestic creatures, all of them young and powerful with brilliantly colored hair framing beautiful, delicate faces. They all had perfectly formed torsos that morphed into gloriously finned tails, sparkling with their own light.

They viewed me with childlike wonder, each one wanting to reach out and touch my hair, face and wet suit. They didn’t seem to know the wetsuit wasn’t my skin and pinched and pulled at it, confused.

They seemed most fascinated with my feet, and poked at them, examining my toes with a mixture of curiosity and revulsion. I flinched away from their touches, still restrained by the pair that had dragged me down. I kicked their hands away, and as the shock started to wear off I became increasingly aggravated, offended by their rudeness.

My courage rose along with my temper, giving me renewed strength to defy them. I became furiously angry, and I drew power from it. I twisted and turned, trying to break their grip, screaming watery screams. I thought about Ethan urging me to fight and redoubled my efforts.

One of them found the zipper pull and they peeled back the wetsuit, tearing away at my clothes until I was stripped bare.

I could see them fighting with each other over each garment, putting their arms in the sweater backwards and pulling the skirt on over their heads. Two of them fought over the wetsuit in a vicious tug of war; another was trying to pull my tights onto her fin. In the eerie glow of luminous mermaid light the scene was comically surrealistic.

“
Stop it! Let go of me
!” I yelled, and the swimming ones looked at me in wide eyed amazement, backing off.

“
She can talk! She can talk!
” Their bell-like voices echoed off the rock walls. I looked around, wondering what they had in store for me. I had been willing to sacrifice my life, but now the will to live rose up in me like a phoenix springing from a bed of smoldering ashes. I saw Ethan’s devastated face in my mind, and I knew I had to get back to the surface. I had to get back to
him
. I tried to free my wrists from the vise-like grip of the mermaids, but they were too strong.

“
What are you holding me for? What do you think I’m going to do?
” I asked the ones on each side of me. They were confused, as though they had difficulty thinking for themselves.

“
Who’s in charge? Who’s your leader?
” I felt like I was in a bad science fiction movie.

All the ringing voices seemed to stop at once as the mermaids lined up against the cavern walls. There was a palpable change in the atmosphere; my scalp tingled and my hair stood on end. They all looked in one direction expectantly and I followed suit, craning my neck to see what was coming our way.

A solo mermaid came floating in, smiling tranquilly. She seemed to make little effort to move, swanning into the room with an air of authority. Her glowing yellow hair fanned out, giving off an angelic glow. She was as young and beautiful as all the rest, but the way they deferred to her told me this one was different.

“
Hey you!
” I yelled to her, “
Tell them to let go of me!
” She laughed with delight and circled around, studying me. Nodding to the others, she turned and floated to a perch high up on the wall. The two that held me released my arms and drifted away into the crowd.

I was fuming as I floated there, neither rising nor sinking, suspended in the current-less black water. I glared at the ring of glowing mermaids and addressed the lead one.

“
What do you want from me?
” I demanded to know, my voice shaking. I was humiliated, naked and angry.

“
You are Marina, born of Adria.
”

“
Yes,
” I said through gritted teeth, “
Who are you?
”

“
I am Naida
.”

“
What do you want with me, Naida?
” I demanded to know.

“
Adria is no more
,” she said.

I nodded, “
She died.
”

“
Her life force is now yours. You will become one of the sisterhood and her gift will become
yours
.”

“
What gift?
” I asked suspiciously, not sure I wanted it.

“
You will be as the tides and the moon; you will live as one of us
.” I shuddered at the thought of living in this dark watery world, “
No! I don’t want to stay. I
want to go back.
” I thought about the sacrifice I would need to make. “
Please let me go home.

What can I give you to let me go home?
”

She leaned forward with a stern look on her stunning face, “
You are one of us and now you
must swim with us.
”

My hands started to itch and I held them up to see webbing forming between my fingers.

The itching spread to my feet.

“
Nooo!
” I screamed as loudly as I could. The briny water rushed out of my lungs and with each inhale I began to feel less and less human.

A blinding pain started at the base of my neck and traveled through each vertebrae down my back. I looked in absolute horror to see my legs were beginning to merge from the thighs down. I could feel the long bones of my legs melding into an extension of my spine, making a terrible grinding sound like the gnashing of a hundred teeth. I don’t know how long I floated there, writhing in complete agony.

The pain slowly subsided, and my head began to clear. My first thought was to run, to get away from this place and all the chattering mermaids. I looked down to see a magnificent fin where my feet should have been. I must have gone into shock as I smoothed my hands down my...
scales
!

I ran, or actually swam away, faster than I ever thought possible. The sensation was like nothing I could have imagined. Even in my most fanciful swimming dreams I could never have conjured up the feeling of the water, the speed, the agility. The absolute and total freedom and power was seductive. I was one with the ocean and I could feel its force and power flow through me. No human was meant to know such wonder.

I paused and held up my hand, examining my shimmering skin and the fine mesh of sparkling webbing that had formed between my fingers. It felt like a dream, but in the recesses of my mind I accepted the reality that my transformation was complete. I fled again, swimming blindly. Somehow, if I was fast enough, I thought I might run away from myself, from having to admit what I’d become.

My brain felt like it was in a fog, sedated by a pleasant dream of swimming as one with the flowing water. I started to feel comfortable in my new abilities and when I looked down, my tail didn’t seem odd at all. I was strong, and I felt invincible. I could imagine living in this watery realm forever, swimming freely without any human concerns. I was flying, soaring in a liquid sky, innocent as an animal.