I was swimming as fast as I could to the bottom of the sea. Humans are dangerous creatures who live to cause us grief; that is what every mer-child is taught. We are taught to stay away from humans and the surface where they might find us; that is why we prefer to live in lagoons.
Mine was located as such that I'd have to enter it through a deep sea Gate. This upland trip of mine was not approved of, but right now, I had a bigger issue. Not dying in the baby pink coral reef, and avoiding nets and fish hooks.
The only thing worse than ordinary humans is pirates. They see a mer-person and they automatically hunt them down, and hang their carcasses on their ships.
I was swimming away from them right now, barely escaping the traps they were setting.
My neck and back started to sting, I must have been shot. I think I managed to enter Blue Lagoons' gate. The last thing I saw was a pool of blood around my long brown hair.
"Oh, man! We were so close!" Jake, the gunman shouted in dismay.
"Too bad she got away, Jake," I said,"you would've loved to destroy her," referring to the mermaid. Jake flashed a venomous look at me and went away.
Apart from the salty scent of the sea, there was a stench of blood, which got me wondering whether the captain got into a fight with someone.
I pulled out my pipe and lit the tobacco, hoping that that would be enough to distract me from the blood...the blood beating hot in the bodies of the pirates. Hiding my fangs from them was not an easy task.
Yesterday, they found land, so tonight was out last at sea. Whenever we get off, I thought to myself, I am going to need a long, long drink. They were just lighting the ship with dozens of small lanterns, which added to the beauty of the picturesque view of the horizon. But the beauty held no importance to me; I had lost the interest in beauty and things like that long ago.
I wandered my way to my cabin, where I could expect Alexandra to be waiting for me.
She sat in the corner of the room, farthest from the door. Her white, high necked night gown was still stained with blood from the last time I bit her. She wore her hair down, and quivered when she heard me come in. I directly came to her, and lifted her into a standing position, she still trembled fiercely.
I gently pulled her face to look her in the eye, "why are you shaking, are you afraid?"
She nodded; "don't be afraid," and suddenly, she stood perfectly still.
"Is it going to hurt?" she asked in a toneless voice.
"Look me in the eyes, Alexandra, no, it won't hurt at all."
I waited a little as she eased her hair to the side, and folded down her high-neck. She tilted her head to the side and held it there. The pulsating blood was too much to resist, I couldn't stand the suspense any longer. My eyes hurt, as did my fangs, and my throat was stinging, begging for it.
I stroked her jugular for a minute, then held her head still, as I plunged my fangs into it. The warm blood flow intoxicated me, and sent me off into frenzy. It took all of my strength to stop, and seal the wound. It wasn't the time to drain her, yet.