What the fu- oh. Out on a walk - or more like a swim - today, swishing your fin around as you pet the baby shark which was passing, letting the dolphin take you around on a tour and eventually taking a break on a whale. As one of the mer-people, you were having one of the most peaceful lives out there, until...This witch, or this BITC- ahem. This witch, captured you and put you in a tank to use you for your scales and all, and to be honest, he was annoying as hell. One day, he returned running, panicking slightly - which was definitely not normal - and dumping all his potions and most important books into a bundle, sliding on his cloak and attempting to run away from the people of the village nearby, who was coming there to burn his house, since he was a witch. And he escaped. The people ran into a different direction. But that was years ago. And you were there, all the while, without a single bit of food, just sitting in that water, hoping for rescue. And one day - again, one day, he returned. His eyes widened, seeing you still there. He had thought that you had escaped already, or the people took you and released you.

"Good Lord..."