Drenched

    I had always loved the beach. The sand curling itself into the crevices on my toes. The sun, hot and aching in the sky.
    My favorite part, however, was when the waves of the ocean drenched my thighs. The feeling of water being soaked into every pore made me dizzy.
    Water. It should have been my first and only sign.
    I loved water. I gulped it down, sprayed it over my head and used it for everything. Water was the answer to everything.
    I couldn't say the same about it now. It ruined me. Ruined my life. What cruel universe took the one thing that someone felt connected to and pushed it against them on the opposite side of the war.
    I thought I was human.
    But I'm not. I am a Lympha. A water warrior. A warrior against a species I thought that I was a part of.
    The day I was told this is still so fresh, so clear in my mind. The memory of those words spilling into my ear are so tangible. I can taste the water.
    In fact, it was on this exact beach. Where three men, dressed in black pants, white button down shirts and shimmering black shoes, had pulled me to my feet and commanded my attention be given to them. They told me I was a Lympha. A warrior. A warrior that used water to defeat enemies.
    What enemies? I had asked them. I still thought everything was a joke. I was only twelve. They took me away from my human parents, threw me in the back of a van and stripped me out of my "humane" clothes. My enemies were humans. How could this be? How could humans be my enemies when i was human?
    But I am not a human. I am a warrior. A Lympha warrior that will protect the earth to my fullest capabilities. I am one of the strongest of my kind.
    "What are you doing, Arlen?"
    I smile, but don't turn to answer my Partner's question. I can already imagine her blond hair, twisting and caressing the wind, her dark blue eyes questioning my absence at dinner. "Just thinking," I say, pushing my bare feet into the sand just like I used to do. Before everything happened.
    "Thinking about what?" Tallulah asks, sliding down next to me, her leg bumps mine and we smile. We do not love each other. But our thoughts on the matter do not get voiced.
    I nudge her arm, "Nothing, just stupid boy stuff,"
    She knows I'm lying. I know she won't prod. This is how we are. Partners, but more like friends.
    We have to be Partners, we both know this. The strongest of our kinds always mate. So we can produce better offspring. So we can save the world from humans.
    It's our duty as Lympha.

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[DeliriousCerises]

More and more questions I hope some get answered soon. Once again you switched from past to present, which this time felt more on purpose, like you were using past tense for the character's past and present for the character's now, but if that's the case the previous chapter should probably be in present tense. Also be careful if that is what you're doing. It's really easy to slip-up and use the wrong tense, and then it is really confusing to the reader. Unlike if you use all one tense (past generally), because then if you slip up, the reader can just assume what you meant and no confusion is caused.