Being the daughter of a pirate never sucked, you always got to go on boats with your father, fishing, and of course, looking for mermaids.

On a nice windy day, the sun beating down on your skin, you had snuck onto your fathers boat to look out into the ocean waves, staring over the horizon as you saw in the corner of your eye, a fin slap against the boat.

Curiosity hit you, leaning over the boats edge until you fell in, the waters waves taking you down until a pair of arms wrapped around you.