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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀The water was gradually filled with bodies as more and more people were tossed overboard. All had bound wrists, most had bound legs, and some, the annoying ones, were gagged. The pirates who had taken over the ship certainly weren't taking any chances, they knew survivors were likely to take revenge, as it had happened so many times before to other, less cautious pirates.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Most of the ship's former crew struggled to get out of their restraints, and perhaps some succeeded, too. But Lizzie Shadows, however, utterly surrendered herself to the ocean. Ever since she was a young girl, she had felt the ocean calling to her. That's why she'd become a sailor, she figured it was the closest she'd get to being one with the sea. She also figured that, were she to die, she'd much rather drown at peace than fighting for her life.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀She let her mouth fall open, her lungs fill with water, and, yeah…it stung like hell. She reassured herself that it would be over soon.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀With the loss of oxygen, she fell unconscious, her skin began to turn a ghostly sort of pale blue. She was dying, because of course she was, why wouldn't she die when she was a drowning human with no help on the way? Weird of you to even question that, dude.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Oh, you want me to be patient? I'm just trying to tell you a story about how this sailor is about to die- oh.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Just when one would think she was really and truly dead, Lizzie defied the odds. Her eyes snapped open, and suddenly she found her will to keep living. She snapped the rope tied round her wrists with a strength she previously had no idea she possessed.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Rather than actually trying to swim to the surface, because that'd be too easy, her hands went to the sides of her neck, where she felt strange growths rapidly extending outwards.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀From these growths, she found she could…breathe? Maybe that was just a hallucination from the lack of oxygen, but she really felt like she could breathe.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Her tail, which hadn't been there previously but she didn't stop to think about it, propelled her up to the water's surface. Corpses floated in the water around her, but she refused to look at them. Rather, she focused her gaze on her former ship. Despite its distance, a roar of laughter and song reached Lizzie's ears. It made her furious, angrier than she'd ever been in her entire life.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀How dare these filthy pirates murder her entire crew, and laugh about it? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Something inside her snapped, and suddenly she found herself singing. Why singing of all things, she didn't know, but it felt right, like it would do something.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀For what felt like an eternity, nothing happened. But then, a second voice began to harmonize with her. She didn't even look to see who it was, because as the second voice joined her, the ship turned itself around. It stopped entirely as the song rose to a climax, and suddenly every last one of those filthy pirates was poised to jump into the water.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀And they did.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Lizzie and the other voice's song fell to a close, and Lizzie finally willed herself to look at what had been singing along with her.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀It- he looked inhuman, but Lizzie could still tell exactly who he was.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Jimmy. Her brother.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀It was with a sweet satisfaction that Lizzie realized she was exactly the same; inhuman. A monster.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀They both began to laugh, a laugh that was rumored to have been heard for miles upon miles.