ME: Hello readers! this is one of my stories from I am moving my stories from there to here. I am under the nickname 'The Elemental Tempest' and some of my stories that I have moved I edited. and just to let you know that the people who are the beta's are still the betas and I will not be taking down any of the stories that are on Quotev so ya. please read and enjoy!

It was a beautiful morning on the Gold Coast in Queensland, Australia. The sun was shining and birds where singing and it was overall very peaceful... "KIM!" a young but female voice screamed
Well all but one house was at peace.
You see in this house there are 4 members of the family. Donald Sertori who is a fisherman and is the father of two girls and has a beautiful wife who is named Bev Sertori who is a stay at home wife.
The oldest child is named Cleopatra "Cleo" Iris Sertori (Tempest: Yea I know her name is just Cleo but not in this story!) She had just turned 7 . She was as of the momunt glaring daggers at her younger sister.
The second oldest child is named Kimberly "Kim" Lillian Sertori (Tempest: Again I know that is not her name and it's just Kim but again Not in this story!) She was 3 years old. and the reason why Cleo was so mad as of right now. Well one of the reasons. Kim happened to have the habit of being clingy towards her older sister, and that got on Cleo's Nerves a lot because Kim would pop up anywhere she went.
the youngest child was 1 year and 5 months old her name is Rosalinda "Rose" Maria Setori.
"Cleo what happened?" Her mother Bev asked as she came into her oldest bedroom to find Kim sitting inside Cleo's camping bag with big teary eyes and a pout "Oh dear" was what Bev had said when she caught sight of her 2nd oldest Kim. She knew that Kim was kind of spoiled when it came to getting what she wanted and yes she was in the habit of following her older sister around. but she didn't think it was bad enough for Kim to throw a fit if Cleo left her sight for more than an hour. apparently she was wrong.
"Cleo are you ready? we need to go." Her father, Don asked as he walked into the room just as her mother picked up a crying Kim. So she could close her camping bag.
"Yes I'm ready daddy." Cleo said with a sweet smile as she looked at her daddy.
as they went onto the family boat her mother sighed.
"Dear are you sure this is a good idea?" Bev asked her husband.
"Am I sure what is a good idea?" Don asked.
Bev gave him a look. "Taking our seven year old daughter on a camping trip so far from home."
"It's only Mako Island."
"Exactly my point. What if she gets lost or hurt? You'll be miles from shore."
"We have a first aid kit honey. Besides, Cleo will be by my side the entire time." he smiled at Cleo. "Right sweetie?"
"Yes daddy." Cleo said.
Bev, still not happy about the idea, figured it was a good idea to let her child spend some time in the outdoors. She sighed. "Oh alright. Have fun."
"Yay!" Cleo hugged her mother's leg and raced away after her father as Kim started crying even louder than before.

"Alright Cleo, ready for the best camp out ever?" Don asked, pulling the boat ashore. The ride had been long, but only a mere hour and ten minutes tops. And perfect timing since the sun was somewhat setting.
Cleo—restless with excitement—bounced up and down. "Yes!"
The next few hours were of father and daughter caught fish, pitched their tent, placed down their sleeping bags inside, found different flowers for Cleo to place in her hair, and of course flowers to make a bouquet for Bev. They'd even made a fire. Well, attempted to make one. Every time a spark flared, a sudden wind blew it out. But eventually Don had made one in just the nick of time.
As the moon came out, Cleo looked at it, somewhat entranced by it…
"..eo…Cleo?"
Cleo looked at her father. "Yes daddy?"
"Time for bed." he said.
She pouted but didn't argue. Crawling into the tent with him, both of them climbed into their sleeping bags. Don fell asleep quiet fast while Cleo was still hyper and wide awake. Sitting up, she suddenly got the idea to go exploring. But she knew it was wrong to wander off all on her own. The tent slightly parted thanks to the sudden breeze and Cleo once again found herself entranced by the moons magnificent bright white light.
Against her better judgement, she left the tent, scampering quietly across the camp area and racing into the shrubbery that turned into thick forestry within seconds. Birds made odd sounds that frightened her and the sound of creaking and groaning trees didn't help with her fears. The moon even had vanished from view thanks to the stormy cloud that had appeared. As she continued on, Cleo felt the need to go back. Turning, she gasped, realizing she'd gone so far that now she was lost. She ran this way and that, sure she'd knew the way when she didn't and only ended up in the same place.
Sighing, Cleo walked straight ahead, figuring that if she kept walking, she'd stumble upon the campsite. Lightening suddenly flashed through the sky and thunder shook the ground. The sky opened up and a downpour came. Blindly running through the haze of raindrops, Cleo wasn't aware of the miniature stone until she slipped over it.
Spinning, she screamed and tumbled backwards down to the ground and slid down into a cavern where she was greeted by a soft landing of sand. Sitting up, she winced at the pain in her ankle. Standing, she applied pressure to it, relieved it was only a minor sprain. Her eyes then widened at the sight of a huge pool of water.
Stepping closer, she bent down, placing her hand in it and feeling the cool liquid glide through her fingers like a gazelle. And though she knew she'd get in huge trouble, she decided to take a small dip in the pool. Besides, it'd do her ankle some good right?
Deciding to leave her already wet clothes on, Cleo dove into the water with a loud SPLASH!
The water swallowed her until she broke the surface and began to do the doggie paddle. Just then the blinding white lit of the moon appeared, causing Cleo to look up and squint at the moon. Throwing her hands up, she noticed the water was starting to bubble slowly, then soon became vigorously. Frozen in fear, Cleo remained.
"Cleo!" called her father from afar.
The bubbling slowly stopped and the water became calm. Attempting to climb out, Cleo discovered she couldn't move as fast. Looking down at herself, she held in a scream. Her clothes were gone, instead replaced with an orange-scaled tail and top; her hair down.
"I'm a mermaid." She breathed.

ME: What will happen next? you will have to stay tuned to find out! see ya!