Atlas's jaw clenched as he swam aimlessly around the enclosure that Blue Waters Aquarium claimed to be the perfect amount of space for a full-grown male merman, but it was far too small by a long shot. He should be free. Swimming in the endless ocean where he belongs yet here he is. An attraction, a means to an end for the owner.

Then, as he looped through the artificial rocks and coral of his cage- enclosure that Blue Waters also claimed to be real, he noticed one of the previously empty tanks was being cleaned and revamped.

God, what poor creature had they caught now? Must be a pretty important one with how some employees were now putting up posters to advertise their newest 'rescue'. Bullshit. He wasn't rescued. He was ripped away from the place he called home and thrown into a fish bowl.

The next day, Atlas's anger and resentment towards Blue Waters only grew as he watched tourists and other humans ogle and point at him through the glass like he was some sort of animal or prize to be shown off and displayed.

Soon, however, his thoughts were interrupted by the sight of a group of employees pushing in a crate labeled 'live cargo'. Seems like the new attraction had finally arrived.