Creature

By: Bem3373

Chapter 1

Plot: This is the aftermath of the end of the movie, where Syrena is pulling Phillip under the water.

AN: JUST TO LET YOU KNOW, I WROTE IT THIS WAY ON PURPOSE. IT SEEMS LIKE WHEN YOU'RE DROWNING; YOUR THOUGHTS WOULD BE ALL AT ONCE. I HOPE I DIDN'T CONFUSE OR ANNOY ANYONE!

Phillip's POV:

I am falling. No. I am sinking. A steady hand pulls me under. I wonder if I am dying. It seems like a peaceful way to die. It's so dark. I can't see anything. I feel wet. I wonder if Heaven is wet. I wonder if this is Heaven. Would my actions towards hurting Syrena banish me to Hell? The hand disappears.

A small light makes its way towards me. I feel no fear towards it. As the light gets closer, I can now see the water around me. Yes. I am underwater. The water is tainted red. I look down. A deep gash on my stomach is the source. As soon as I notice it, pain fills me body. The light gets closer. It's now the size of a cannon ball.

The light is so bright and pure. Some mad men speak of lights with death. Maybe I am not dead yet. Maybe I am about to die.

The light goes to the gash and enters it. Pain explodes. My scream is muted by the dark water around me. My vision disappears. I feel the pain subsiding, until there is none. I feel at peace.

Water begins to move. I am floating. My head breaks the water. I breathe in much needed air. Air. I realize I needed air. I breathe it in until my lungs feel satisfied. My vision returns. I look around.

Some 50 feet away, is a large brown ship. The moonlight shines upon it. My legs struggle to tread water.

Suddenly, a small boat appears beside me. Two men hoist me up into the boat. My vision turns to black. The rest of my body follows suit. I feel nothing.

I am not dead. I am. I am. I don't know what I am. Before I lose track of everything, I hear the word "unconscious". That is what I am. I wish I was dead.

Syrena's POV:

I pull him under. I swim as fast as I can. My tail hits his legs as I go deeper. The dark water must blind him, but I can see just fine.

I swim to the deep abyss. Along the sides is colorful seaweed. I pluck some quickly and ball them up. I drop Phillip and swim away. I see him notice my absence.

I release the ball I've made and it turns into a ball of light. I whisper to it, and it floats towards Phillip.

I know he can't see me. I hate that. I want to kiss him again. I want him to hold me again. That's impossible though. I will never see him again.

The ball of light enters his wound, and I watch the cut heal itself in a matter of seconds. The water around him starts to churn, and then shoots him up.

I lose sight of him, and a tear falls. When I think he is dead, I do not cry. But when I know he is alive, and know that I will never see him again, tears fall. I am a monster. I should rejoice that my love is safe. How selfish can I be. He risked his life. He gave me the shirt off his back. He carried me for miles and miles. And I let pirates almost kill him. I let him die. Of course he didn't die, but he could have. The cruel pirate was right. I don't have a name. I am not Syrena. I am simply a creature.

AN: SORRY FOR SUCH A SHORT CHAPTER. IT'S NOT OVER! I JUST WANT TO KNOW IF Y'ALL THINK I SHOULD CONTINUE. PLEASE REVIEW!