Chapter 2A Chapter by akunapaneni Chapter 2 She hid behind some anemone. She
looked both ways to make sure that no one saw her. She swam quickly to the
large underwater cave. She held her breath out of anxiety until she was able to
make it to the cave. She had a secret. A dark secret. She swam deep into the dark and
endless labyrinth of tunnels, passages, and choices, until she saw light. A
tunnel lead to a beach of golden sand and tall palm trees. The luminescent blue
moon hung in the dark, glimmering sky. Millions of glittering golden stars
shone, nestled in the galaxy of hopeful darkness. She, alone, sat on the beach
of shimmering beauty that she was forbidden from, yet forced to go to. She knew everyone was forbidden from
being there, of course, but “everyone” wasn't going through what she was going
through. At night, all the maidens and warriors of the waters of Poseidon were
forbidden from the shores of the connecting world of dreams, hope, and mutual
beauty as the undersea paradise of the merfolk. But she was excused. She knew
that, because the great Poseidon didn't drown her, as he could've. She knew he
was watching. Every night of the full moon she was
forced to go to the shores of the world above. On blue moons, the Sacred Jewel
of the Seven Seas was released to cover the full moon, casting it as a blue
shadow of lunar likeness. Then, it was up to her. Just as the job her mother,
her grandmother, her great-grandmother, her great-great-grandmother, and so
forth of the generations were forced to do until death. Her secret was what was
going to end her life. Tears ran down her cheeks as she let
beautifully sweet melodies flow out of her open mouth, feeding the Jewel great
power. She could almost hear the great Poseidon laughing at her despair. She
knew there was no point in crying, but she couldn't help it. Why her? Why her? Of all the fish in the sea, why did it have to be her? She didn’t do anything wrong, right? So why her? Her thoughts blurred together into impossible questions as she continued to sing. Why? Her
singing grew stronger and the moon turned a violent shade of cobalt. The light
blue colors trickled through the night sky, forming a staircase. A woman in a
billowing blue dress stepped on the surf, walking on water towards the girl.
Her long, black hair blew in the wind, her shimmering blue eyes powerful, yet
gentle, like the ocean. “I am Amphitrite, Goddess of the Sea.” The goddess smiled. The girl gasped. Suddenly her long,
shimmering yet elegant tail disappeared in a shower of golden light and were
replaced by human legs. She now wore a gleaming dress of pure gold. “Your
highness,” She stuttered. “How?” Amphitrite smiled, and waved her
hand over the sea. A golden dust came from her long, nimble fingertips and
fluttered onto the dark waves, transforming them into golden splashes of
liquid. “Magic..” By now the girl’s hand was covering her mouth as if she was
having a heart attack. “Wow...” She tried standing up. She staggered
backwards, her new found legs trying to balance. She finally got a hang on it,
like she always did. Every blue moon, strangely, it was always the same. “We will have to make this
particular meeting quick, for I have a certain, um, what do you call it?
Proposition? Yes, I have a proposition for Boreas, the North Wind. Alas, he
won't be happy doing something for the sake of a mortal.” The queen sighed, but
went back to her smiling self in seconds. For a moment, the girl was confused.
What did the queen mean? She decided it was none of her business. If the
goddess really wanted to tell her, she would. So, no complaining. The queen was acting strange that
night, as if something important was about to happen any second. The girl
sighed, annoyed by the fact that she was always restricted to know about
important. Why mention it around her anyway? It was just something to make her
more annoyed. Her mind went back to the reason the
she was even there. She would always be surprised to have the great Poseidon's
queen and the ancient sea goddess come to turn her into a... a... she squeezed
her eyes shut and opened them to see if it would make a difference. Nope. She
would always have to have this happen to her, just because of her ancestor’s
mistake. The great mistake... At least, that was what her mother had called it when she had to explain about the curse. Stupid curse. If it weren’t for the curse she wouldn’t be what she was. All of a sudden dark clouds
filled the sky and it started to thunder. “Is Zeus angry with Poseidon?” The
girl questioned Amphitrite. Amphitrite smile disappeared. “Yes.
Actually, it is about you. Apparently Poseidon is deciding on whether or not he
will give you a chance to vanquish the source of this curse.” The goddess
smiled mysteriously. She felt flood of relief flush
through her. Then something hit her. “Wait, what's the source?” She asked
desperately. Amphitrite smiled, waved her hand, and disappeared in a shower of
crystal blue water. “Goddesses..” The girl muttered. She
tried to become a mermaid again, but she knew she couldn't. What was the point?
She couldn't change back 'till morning, because then a magical ray of light
would transform her back. Yay! She got to be a.. a.. a monster for a night.
Great, right? Wrong. She unwillingly started singing
again. Well, at least there was a possible way to change herself back. She sang
her heart out, and the dark blue moon seemingly laughing at her. She knew it
wasn't Artemis's fault, but she was very angry at her for not taking control of
her moon. Stupid old blue moon. She couldn't take it anymore. As she
sang, she burst out in tears. Suddenly she was hit with a strange sensation, as
if she was being watched. She shook the feeling away. It was just another thing
to point out how different she was. Why couldn't she just be a normal girl?! Why?!
Because she was Leira, the Guardian of The Sacred Jewel. That's why. © 2011 akunapaneni |
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Added on March 7, 2011 Last Updated on March 7, 2011 AuthorakunapaneniVienna, VAAboutI'm just a crazy 11-year-old that absolutely loves writing, drawing, and swimming! I may be young, but I hope to be an author someday, but I know there will be bumps in the road, but I'm willing to fa.. more..Writing
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