Levi’s Deliverance

#AOTMermaid

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I was sitting on the beach watching the flickering lights of the city from afar without a care for the world. I had a lot of issues in my current life and no strong will to overcome them all. And seriously, I was bored as hell. I felt like this fucking world did not need me and I could not find anything enjoyable at all. I could no longer put a façade; my last smile disappeared without leaving traces behind years ago. The most I could muster myself to produce was a smirk but with the look in my eyes people always found me intimidating and mean looking, as if I was the personification of evil itself, which I could only find laughable.

I picked up a wandering rock that had found its way unto the almost white sandy beach and threw it away in the water.

I wish I could just throw away all my doubts, problems and concerns easily as I did with the small rock. Or if at least they were as small as the rock I maybe would not have to throw them away; I could endure such a weightless burden. But they were not, or at least I feel like they were not that light of a weight.

I pulled myself up with the sheer willpower remaining inside of me and took a tentative step forward, toward the cold water belonging to the ocean.

I always felt attracted to it, as if it kept calling my name every day without pausing even for an instant. It was always on my mind, constantly retaining my attention. The sea seemed always so welcoming, unlike the earth was for me. My troubles were always found on the ground, on the land so I figured if I could escape through the water I could attempt to save my crumbling, emotionless self from death's grasp. Because I was not far from it at that point.

But no human could breath underwater; no human could live underwater. It was simply impossible. Our genetics made us that way and never would it change.

That is the reason why I had never attempted it before but today I was determined to at the very least try or I could make myself drown quietly, away from anyone's gaze. Nobody would miss me, I was always so grumpy and unable to enjoy myself truly. Nobody would give a shit if an asshole like me died.

My feet found their way as if they had a will of their own to the cold salted water. I stumbled through it and I felt the cold invade my body through my lower limbs.

But I did not give up. I kept on walking until I had water up to my upper chest. Then I paused and thought for a moment.

Was I really about to do this? Is this what I really wanted to do? Is this really how I wanted my life to end?

I did not have a second more to think things through seeing as my body was swept away by a big wave. I was kind of surprised to find myself completely submerged into the salted water but somehow I felt comfortable and welcomed in the cold numbness it brought me. It was somehow so peaceful down here that the surface now had no appeal whatsoever. I stayed underwater, knowing full well I could not breath but still waiting, almost hoping that something would happen but I knew well enough that miracles do not exist.

Then suddenly pain took over my body and I opened my mouth trying to scream without thinking of the consequences. I swallowed a mouthful of the ocean water and I started to lose consciousness. The pain was overbearing, unlike anything that I ever had the displeasure of experiencing before.

But then, as suddenly as it had came, the pain disappeared and I slipped into a dreamless sleep, purely exhausted from the sudden rush of emotion my body was forced to experience.

When I woke up, I was most surprised to first, have woken up and second, to still be alive.

I looked around me and I could somehow see clearly through the water that had never seemed so blue previously. I noticed that I was not breathing but instead water entered through gills that were positioned on my neck, right behind my ears and others that were situated on my hips on each side. That had caused me to look down and I was now staring, or glaring? at a monstrosity coated in dark black scales that seemed to have replaced my legs.

I attempted to move this excrescence and was shocked to find out that it obeyed my will. I also noticed that the scales, when moving, seemed to shine a glint of dark blue.

Then, I took notice of my arms that were also partially covered in scales on my upper arms and even more could be found on my lower arms, almost as much as on my tail but my hands were lacking of their presence. I also found out I had skin between each of my fingers, it kind of resembled a spiderweb.

I focused my attention back on my tail. I seriously started to like it. I had no fucking idea were it had came out of but in that moment I could not care less. I was simply happy, an emotion I had not felt in such a long time, that my body had found a way to survive underwater.

I tentatively tried moving my tail in different ways and angles until I found the right way to propel myself forward, fending through the water that no longer seemed cold to my body. Only the feeling of acceptance and welcoming was left coming from the ocean.

I could not help myself so a small smile found its way unto my lips. A fucking smile. A smile.

But then it grew wider at the thoughts of finally obtaining the freedom and the free reign over my life that I always desired.

I rushed downward into the depths of the unknown ocean that seemed to have offered itself up to me.

For once, I was genuinely excited over something.

And looking forward to it.

Word Count: 1050

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I hope you liked it!

Here is my picture (though I could not find one that looked exactly like my description but oh well I still love this one):