Surfacing: Chapter One (Part Three/Last Part)

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SURFACING: CHAPTER ONE (PART THREE/LAST PART)

He walked closer to them, and sat on a rock few yards away from them, and watched her doing whatever she’s doing, probably dancing, but not a full dance as it seemed because each time she move, she froze abruptly and the other woman clicked the device and sent out flashes. But the devices didn’t take off his interest to the girl at all. He didn’t care what human may have at the moment, all he cared about was the girl.

After a while, they stopped working and went to a tent nearby, she chatted with the device-woman and the directional-man, she saw her gasped, but in a good way though. She jumped on her feet looking excited, and smiled in glee. She was enchanting, he thought. Then they left her all by herself there, she didn’t go with them to the tent. She played with the sand, and walked to the tip of the water, running from the catching waves and for a second he saw a glimpse of wonderment in her eyes. He wanted to get closer, but he was afraid if the water touched him, he would return to his original self, something he wouldn’t want to do in front of her. She then waved goodbye to the others as they packed and left. She was all alone, and the sun was setting. The waves were getting weaker and weaker. A few birds flew against the orange sky, and there are only about five people including him at the beach now. The girl was there too. She just stood there, watching the sunset. He wondered whether she remembered what happened last month.

As the orange sky got darker and the moon shined for a change, she strolled back up the beach, and there they meet eye to eye. A part of him wanted to hold her by the hand, and never let her go but he couldn’t, instead he froze. For a moment there he sensed that she too, had a recollection of memories buzzing in her head, maybe trying to figure out where had she saw him. He felt for moment, like even time slowed down.

But time didn’t stop, and so did she. She didn’t stop at all. She walked passed him, as fast as she could, and as he gained back his mobility, he turned back to watch her go, and saw she was watching him too. But still, she walked away anyway.

It’s like magic. Somehow in her subconscious mind she had seen his face when he saved her. She might not know where exactly had she seen his face, but she might as well felt at some level, she knew he was not just a random guy. That’s what he’d established from that quiet, awkward moment. He just knew that she might have a bit of feeling for him. He was sure of that.

Seeing that no one was at the beach anymore, and he glanced back towards the road, nobody’s there. He walked a few yards away towards a jetty. The wood creaked as he stepped on them, and he walked to the edge of the jetty. He looked into the sea and began singing something, something beautiful, but only recognizable to his kind, only to be understood by his kind. And a few minutes later Gerald appeared.

‘You’re late Morgan,’ Gerald said, more of a statement, to which he knew later Gerald would want all the details of his adventure. He smiled and took off his shirt and then plunged into the sea. In a matter of minutes his legs will changes to tails and he knew he would want to go back to the human world again.

Surfacing: Chapter One (Part Two)

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SURFACING: CHAPTER ONE (PART TWO)

On the next day, the woman doctor—Caitlin, her name was Caitlin, dropped by his room to examine him again. She checked again for any sign of talking, chatted rapidly and questioningly, but rather disappointed that not a word came from him.

‘But you’re fine, nothing abnormal about you, except for the not-talking thing, are you sure you weren’t mute from birth?’ He responded with a smile and shook his head. She shrugged and told him that he could leave right now, and she gave him clothes—human clothes, a black shirt, and for the his newly grown legs—of course she didn’t know that—apparently they were called pants. Mermen were wrong at this point—human were not all cruel, some of them were caring, they were attentive to each other.

Caitlin walked him out of the hospital, They passed quite a number of other patient, some with some kind of thin, steel pole next to them filled with water maybe, and some of the same pouch contained reddish liquid, blood, from the smell of it. She told him if anything came up to go to the place—hospital, as soon as possible. She bid him goodbye and walked back in. He hadn’t got any idea where he should go, to the beach, but which direction? There were a lot of things moving on some kind of paths, with wheels so it seemed. Just like the chariot underwater, but these things got four wheels, and they were called cars, and the paths to be more accurate were roads.

He wandered along the road, walking where people walked to be safe, stop when people stopped at some point, and after quite a while he heard the sound of the gushing waves, and he was near to the beach, to the sea now. The Snake mermaid told him, to return to his original merman form, all he needed was to touch the sea water. He founded the beach a few moments later, as the blue sea sparkles from a far, glittering in the sunlight, much like the mirrors of the building he passed by.

He can’t wait to get back. He got loads to tell Gerald, his brother. He strode fast with his long legs; his was quite shocked yesterday to find how easy he could walk without any practice at all. He reached the beach, a lot of people during the day, there’s people in the sea too so it’s not safe to return to the sea. He watched the human doing their stuff; some have big sphere of many colours; bouncing and passing it to another; and some threw something while the other catches. Some just lie there on the sand under a big colourful, jelly-like objects, umbrella they were called.

And then he saw her; he saw the one who made his heart raced. The one who made him abandoned the sea; the one who made him broke the restriction to make contact with the human’s world; the one he had been willing to sacrifice his life for. He had not chosen among his kind for this strong feeling, but after he saw her for the first time, he knew there’s something about this girl that he liked. Something that made it worth to break all the rules. Something called love.

But then, as he was all-aware, his purpose was ceased to triumph. In fact it backfired to himself. How could he talk to the girl? How could he make her love her by being mute? So they say. She looked graceful in the gleaming sand, wearing white dress which playfully and gracefully dancing in the wind. Her bright white hair amazed him; he hadn’t had the chance to see her eyes. She looked beautiful and carefree, as if nothing had happened to him. She got a lot of crowd circling her, some with giant white screen, one woman with a device with her, at some point flashes lights, and there’s a man beside her which told her what she should do. What was she doing?

Surfacing: Chapter One (Part One)

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SURFACING: CHAPTER ONE (PART ONE)

CHAPTER ONE: THE FIRST TIME

He was lying on the beach, face down against the sand. The salty sea water finally took an effect on him. He couldn’t really tell what’s happening. He heard a lot of footsteps, he heard voices. He felt something waist down. Something else, something unusual. He tried to open his eyes but all he can make out is bright lights, from the sun perhaps, and figures rushing towards him. He felt a bit odd breathing, no water gushing, just light air. He came to his senses really slowly, and then he felt he’s lifted unto something, some kind of sponge for the feel of it. Soft and cushiony. He heard more voices, and then very annoying sound, something else—a whooping, alarming noise. He felt threatened; and he woke up at a jolt, he could see them now. They’re human. He’s finished, he thought. He’s half man half fish, they would do things to him, he thought. And only at that point that he realized he hadn’t got any tails any longer, but really normal feet, like the humans did.

He heard them asking him, ‘are you okay,’ but he didn’t respond. He looked at himself, covered in nothing but white towel; he stared amazingly at his new feet. He got rid of the tail and it had been replaced by a pair of feet. He looked at the skin of his new feet, it’s not green anymore, it’s the same colour of his body skin. Then he took off the towels and he saw something else, but he somehow felt ashamed and covered it back with the towel. He looked around, it’s a small room, two humans in black were sitting beside him, and they looked alarmed, but not threatening. One of them got two small circular glasses stashed in front of his eyes, he’s a male as himself, and the other one was large, male too. It was amazing, he thought.

And then he felt a jerked, and the two male brought him out of the room, or so he thought was a room. It’s a transporter, he was not at the beach, he’s somewhere else, he couldn’t make out where, they told him to lay down while they took him into the building, he could see some people wear whites, and some greens, and some other blue. All he witnessed next was beyond his knowledge or anyone of his kind. He was amazed by all the things these humans have, and what they’re capable of doing. And there’s a lot of waiting. He could understand them easily; after all, they were taught many human languages in the kingdom down-under. And then a new human came in, dress in white, long hair, a little smooth and small, big, bright eyes, and smelled fragrant. A female, he anticipated.

And then she started talking, her voice soft and lovely, definitely a female. He examined her; her features, her face, her body her legs everything, and by the look of it, he thought humans were complicated. There are a lot of things going on with them; white clothes, that pair of glasses again but not circular this time, more squarely, and then there’s something hanging on her neck that he didn’t know, she wore something on her feet, black ones, and there’s a kind of ornament on her ears and pinned on her chest a black, rectangle and some markings which to his thinking was some kind of writing. They were told human had a system of communicating without speaking, maybe this was it.

‘What’s your name?’ she asked. He stared at her, he wanted to answer, but he can’t. And for the first time he realized he couldn’t talk. His mouth tried to utter something, trying to answer her but he just couldn’t. He’s horrified, he couldn’t talk. And then he had flashes of everything that had been happening. He remembered asking help from a Snake mermaid so that he could take a form of a human. He remembered that she said something about a price to pay; something that will never allow the secrets of the Merman to get out, and now he knew. It’s his ability to talk, so that he cannot tell them anything about it, and that’s why they were only to be taught to speak, to understand people, but not to communicate with them if, and only if, the restriction of communicating with human was to be broken. He hadn’t thought of ‘the price’ of his action to that extend. It seemed like his purpose had failed.

He saw her writing something on a thin board. She examine his eyes; she pointed something that has light to his eyes that made him jerked backward a bit, and then she asked him to open his mouth and put in a stick, and scribbled something again on the board.

She asked him again, ‘What’s your name? Can you hear me?’ He nodded, with the hope that she understood the sign. She looked perplexed.

‘You can hear me, so you must understand me is that correct?’ He nodded again. He’s grateful, the sign worked for a moment he thought it’s impossible to communicate with them.

‘And you can’t talk is it correct?’ He nodded again, and now the female human seemed satisfied. He scribbled more on the board and then a male came in, with white clothes as well. They talked rapidly with some words he couldn’t understand, he heard concussion, hospitalized, and more words he couldn’t understand but he felt safe. They didn’t know what he was, what he’s supposed to be. The secret of the underwater world remained as it is, for now at least.

He was then brought to a room, and he’s supposed to sleep on a rather high spot, called bed, and was to wait there until they said he can leave. A part of him wanted to rejoice the fact that he’s at human world and none of them suspect a thing, and another part of him said to stay there longer, but he had something else to do. The female came back, more questions this time, sometimes he nodded and most of the time he shook his head. He really wanted to speak but there’s nothing can say. Even after she left, he tried once a while to make a sound from his mouth, but nothing at all came out.

And before the day’s darken, another human came in and female as it turn out to be called woman, or girl, and the white-clothes human were called doctors, and she, and the other green-dressed human were called nurses. She brought him food, served on compartmented steel. There’s vegetables he’s not familiar with, and also meat. There are a lot of things he had to endure to stay on human’s world it seemed.