"Ella under the moonlight"

"Alright, time to get a move on, c'mon, get!" Vica shouted, shuffling me and James about. She snorts with laughter as we struggle to keep up with her as she walks through the woods. "And you call me old." I blinked, "James?"

"Hm?" He leans in because I can feel his breath tickle the back of my neck softly. "I think we have a mad woman on our hands."

"I heard that. I may be older, but I have the ears of a hawk." Vica stated. I giggled and I touched James' face to feel him smiling at the joke as well. "Ah, here we are." Vica said in a sharp, clipped tone as James slowly came to a halt; making me stop as well.

We had been traveling for what seemed like minutes, but it was already high noon by the time that we reached the ocean docks. I could smell the ocean air. Feel it pulse with a life of it's own as the waves beat the shore softly.

I blinked, "James, could you describe the ocean surroundings to me?" James I think went to speak, but Vica said in a quick like voice, "You'll have time for that later. Right now you need to get into the water."

I glanced over at James, I felt him shrug against me. I blinked, frowned and followed his suit. "Okay, watch your step." Since I was wearing small little slippers I decided to take them off of my feet when I felt sand in my slippers.

"The sand, it feels so soft." I giggled which I rarely did. "Come, this way." Vica led us over to a safe, secluded spot. James had said that it was around huge rock dome boulders. I blinked, as James slowly stepped away from me.

"James, I...I can't feel you." I frowned, starting to wonder where he had gone. I reached out, feeling nothing. I felt so alone. "Don't worry I'm here, Ella. I'm here." Suddenly I felt his presence, like he was standing right next to me.

"I'm...scared. I don't think I can do this." I said, sounding a little helpless. I had no eyes to guide me or anything else. "Oh, for goodness sakes!" Vica hollered. Suddenly I felt her push me forward. "Ella, no!" James was shouting.

"James!" I screamed as I went head first into the water. I squealed trying to hold in my breath. I blinked and my vision started becoming clearer. "Ella!" I could hear distance voices telling me to resurface. But; why would I? It was so beautiful down here. So magical.

I smiled, looking at the different types of fish swimming in schools or swimming by themselves. They took one look at me, and swam away. Graceful like swans. I giggled. "Ella!" I sighed and frowed, I moved my tail fin back and forth.

I blinked in amazement. Colorful corals of reds, oranges and light pinks glittered beneath the waters. I smiled, taking it all in. This was where I belonged. I realized all too soon. This was who I was meant to me.

I glanced down and gasped, covering my visible breasts. Apparently the mer people had no such thing as gowns to cover something vaguely important. I blushed, as only my head resurfaced. "Ella! Oh thank God!" James was running into the water.

I realized that I was pretty far out away from shore. "James no! Don't come in here!" I shouted, trying my best to cover my breasts. I felt exposed. Naked. Not something I was accostmed to. Still he started to swim towards me.

Biting my lip, I raised up my right hand, blinked and pushed my hand forward. All of a sudden a huge wave, came suddenly crashing down over James' head. "No!" I screamed and pulled my hand back, the waves stopped crashing over his head.

I quickly darted towards him. No longer caring if he would see my breasts or not. He had to be alright! I swam towards him. He was completely under water, and he was staring at me in amazement, awe and of pure bliss or lust.

I blushed, not really caring anymore. My hair had grown out longer till it touched my scales. I blinked, smiling and gesturing for him to take my hand in his. Together we plunged up towards the surface.

He gasped for air, and I watched him as he swam towards shore. Vica was there, standing by the boulders. Grinning evilly. "So, your a water nymph in defitinetly." She called out to me. I shrugged my shoulders. "I'm not sure what that means."

"It means dearie, that you have power with commanding the ocean. Mayhap you are the daughter of Poseidon."

"Daughter? Of Poseidon?" I frowned and blinked, as James shook out his wet clothing. Vica nodded her head and pursed her lips. "Hm, interesting. Only Poseidon can control the waters. I wonder if your a siren as well?" She asked me.