Pirate’s Revenge

Vivian Vercazo slipped into the crystal, cool, translucent teal waters of the Caribbean coast. As soon as her feet left the warm golden sand, her tail started to form. As she plunged into the waters, Vivian’s legs started to tingle. They went numb and a soft lavender and green tail took the place of her legs. Vivian propelled herself up towards the island and saw her mom, Oceanika, walking towards her from behind the cascading waterfall and luxurious, tall palm trees of the island. Her shimmery, beautiful dark brown hair reached down to the bends of her knees. It was a lot longer than Vivian’s mousy black hair.

“What are you doing in the water?” her mom asked. “You just ate lunch!” Vivian laughed, knowing she didn’t mean that. As semi-mers, it did not take as long a time for their food to digest, so they could swim sooner than the average human being.

“Oh, come on, mom! I ate 2 hours ago!” Vivian grinned slyly.

“Oh, well.” Her mom shook her head. She, too, jumped into the water, and a royal blue and gold tail formed under the water.

“Let’s go to the Destina Lana!” Said Vivian.

After dinner,  when Vivian was aboard her father’s pirate ship, The Destina Lana, she sat in her bed, a swinging hammock, and told her father, who was a retired pirate, all about her day.

“...So then, my new bestie Navina, a Beyguam islander, and I swam to Cloud Rock. She’s an awesome swimmer! The whole 23 miles without stopping!!” Vivian took a breath. Then she looked up at her dad. “What did you do today, Dad?” she asked. Her father was totally unprepared for that question.

“Well, I--um, me and, we…” he stuttered uncontrollably. Vivian gave him a confused look; he was the dreaded pirate Sword Skull! He NEVER stuttered! “Well matey, I went to town and dealed, those, economics and stuff. Adulty, boring, buisnessal stuff.” Vivian nodded, although she knew there was a deeper meaning to what he said. She was going to have to spy tonight. Her mother walked in.

“Vivian, my treasure! Bedtime!” she said.

“Alright, let’s go, on with it now!” Vivian’s dad said brushing himself off. As soon as the lights went out, Vivian bolted upright. She grabbed a lantern and slipped off the hammock. Vivian tip-toed to the starboard side of the ship, near her parents room. As she reached the door, a huge shape silently rushed past her. It was Dad. Vivian sweeped after him. He turned a corner, she turned a corner. He rounded to the plan room, where he switched on a lamp light. Vivian saw two figures in the room. It was her Aunt Peggy and an old crew member, Hammerhead. Aunt Peggy looked very different. Instead of her blonde hair, she now had black hair, an eyepatch, and a peg-leg.

“Did you get it?” she growled. Vivian gaped. Get what?! She wondered. Does Mom know about this? Vivian wondered suspiciously.

“Patience, Pegsy, Patience!” Her dad whisper-yelled.

“So you don’t have the Heart of the Caribbean?” Hammerhead pressed.

“Not yet,” Sword Skull said. “I’ll get it soon.”

“You’re gonna need it to get rid’o those darned semi-mers!” Aunt Peggy nearly shouted. OMG! I have to wake up Mom! Vivian thought.

Suddenly, she stood up.

“What am I doing?!” she hissed. Everyone saw her. Oh, FISH POOPS! “MOOOOOOOO MMMM!!!” Vivian screamed.

To be continued...