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Ocean Songs has a minion!

Eileen the Etoilefox

Ocean Songs
Legacy Name: Ocean Songs

The

Hydrus Kerubi
Owner:

draculaelliot

Age: 15 years, 10 months, 1 week

Born: July 8th, 2008

Adopted: 12 years, 3 months, 6 days ago

Adopted: February 11th, 2012

Statistics

Level: 15
Strength: 30
Defense: 14
Speed: 13
Health: 14
HP: 14/14
Intelligence: 78
Books Read: 69
Food Eaten: 2
Job: Surfboard Rental Clerk

Disclaimer: This piece of writing contains examples of transphobia, portrayed as the awful prejudice it is. This piece was inspired by my own feelings on gender, and should not be considered as an example of how binary transexual people necessarily feel.

ZERO

Run away if you can
Run away if you matter
The Ocean Song
Spare nowhere

Olly could feel the bump in her throat, not allowing her to speak properly. She just wanted to talk about truths so dear to her. She was wearing a dress, light blue, showing her curveless body. She didn’t really need to talk, she was sure the way she was dressed would be enough.

“Oliver, what do you think you’re doing?” It was her mother. An expression of disgust painting her face. “Take off that awful thing or people may think you’re not a man.”

“I’m not,” Olly managed, making her best attempt of not allowing her tears to roll.

“What kind of nonsense is that, now?!” She huffed.

“It’s what you heard, mom, I’m not a man. I’m a girl!” Olly finally managed, her heart no longer heavy with the burden of such a secret. “I don’t want you calling me Oliver, just Olly from now on.” She had to be firm, to show there was no doubt in her heart. Even if everything felt like a doubt to her. But being a girl felt more right than anything else so far, that was obvious to her.

“Take off that dress and then we can talk about your...delusions,” her mother said, her expression unchangeable.

“No, I like wearing dresses! I’m a girl!” Olly crossed her arms. She avoided confrontations like the plague, but this time she had to be firm, to go through it head-on.

“Look, I already allowed you to have this awful long hair, and even to dye it with this weird blue,” she started. “But my patience has a limit, Oliver. Take off that dress and stop this nonsense!”

“No, I will not! And don’t call me Oliver! It’s Olly!”

“Fine.” Her mother sighed. “If that’s how it’s going to be, why don’t you just leave this house?”

“W-what?” Olly blinked a couple of times, not sure she was hearing quite right. “Are you kicking me out of home?”

“This is my house, my rules.” She stood up, threatening. “You stop all of this or you don’t bother coming back to this house, ever again.”

“You can’t do it! I’m your daughter!” Olly complained, now the tears rolling freely.

“I don’t have a daughter, only a son. When he decides to come back, we can talk again.” She turned away from Olly, indifferent to her pain. “Now, leave.”

The Ocean Song
Is there, is there
The Ocean Song
Bewitching, beware

Olly left. There wasn’t much she could do in such a situation. It was leaving or taking off the dress. That stupid, dumb dress. She didn’t even like dresses! She was just hoping it was enough to make her point painfully clear.

Now, she was walking around with that dress. Receiving unfriendly glares. Her chubby thighs rubbed together with each step, making everything very uncomfortable. Dresses weren’t for her, at all. That, again, raised the tiny doubt in her heart, that maybe she wasn’t quite a girl. But she was even more sure of not being a boy.

And, deep down, she was aware dresses meant nothing about her gender, a lot of girls didn’t enjoy dresses. Her mother included. Ugh, her mother. She sure didn’t want to think about how she was just kicked out of home like trash. Wasn’t her mother supposed to love her? To accept and support her? Not that her mother ever did any of that, but she had hoped it wouldn’t be as bad as it was.

Soon enough she found herself at the beach. It was night and the moon cast beautiful reflections on the ocean. It was gorgeous and Olly had to stop for a second to catch her breath. The beach was empty, she was alone. It was perfect.

She wasn’t sure what came upon her. But she felt an irresistible impulse of entering the water. To go as deep as she could. She barely thought about her dress getting wet. She barely thought about herself and her need for air as she sunk under the pressure of the waves in the ocean.

Hear me out
Hear me say
You're not alone
Even if not aware

Olly opened her eyes, unsure of what happened. Something was wrong. She was underwater, that much she could tell. But air came to her without a problem. She was not breathing with her nose, that much was obvious to her. She...had gills?!

She looked at her hands, webbed and clawed. Her legs…?! She no longer had legs, instead, there was a beautiful fishtail. It reminded her of a blue betta fish. Olly touched her hair, finding it was still there, still long. And, even more, in her forehead sat two tiny horns.

Olly was more than ready to freak out. She felt she had the right to. However, before she did manage to freak out, she saw the most different creature. It looked like a fox, fluffy, with brown fur. Yet, just like Olly’s own hair, blue streaks mixed with the brown. And, even more, beautiful pearls adorned its fur, reflecting the minimal lighting.

For the first time, Olly noticed how dark it was, yet she could see perfectly well. She wished she had a mirror to see how her eyes had changed as well. The fox-thing looked straight at her, making her forget any worries about her face. She finally noticed how it had two tiny horns on its forehead, just like hers! And, behind the horns, there were feeler-like structures, that looked webbed.

The fox-thing made a motion with its head, like it was saying ‘follow me’. With all the strange things happening, Olly was prepared to follow an enchanted animal around. Really, what else could she do?

With some difficulty, Olly swam with her fishtail, following the fox-thing. It was natural for her the movements she had to do, in no time she was swimming like she was used to it her whole life. And, more than that, her short dress looked perfect, with none of the rubbing thighs that bothered her so much. She could get used to dresses if she kept looking like that. She wouldn’t mind it, at all.

She followed the fox-thing, who seemed to wait for her to catch up at each turn. It entered a cave, and Olly followed it. Only for it to disappear inside the cave, this time no waiting for her. “Fox-thing? Are you there?”

“Who are you calling a fox-thing?!” someone said from inside the cave.

The girl who approached Olly was simply beautiful. She had pink and blue hair, short and spiked up. She wore a teal shirt, that floated around, making her look like a jellyfish. Of course, she had a tail as well: hot pink, looking like an eel’s tail.

“S-sorry, I was looking for someone else...” Olly blushed, eyes averting her purple big eyes.

“Who are you? I never have seen you around,” she asked, looking Olly with suspicion.

“I’m Olly, what is your name?” Olly tried, wanting so badly to get closer to her.

“Eileen, from Rubil. Are you from where?” Eileen looked Olly up and down. “You really don’t look like you’re from around here. Are you from Naldeen? Most bettas are from there.”

“I’m, uh, from up there.” Olly pointed to the surface. “I live close to the beach.”

“The...surface?” Eileen blinked in disbelief. “You’re pulling my tail! There’s no way you’re from the surface! That’s so...rare? Like almost impossible to happen!”

“Well, I didn’t know any of this was real.” Olly shrugged. “So, were you born a mermaid?”

“Merperson, you mean? Mermaid is kinda offensive and all. We are no one’s maid.” Eileen gave a forced smile. “I was born one, yes. I see you weren’t. How unique.” She swam around Olly, making her think about a shark swimming circles around its prey.

“Am I stuck as a merma-, I mean, merperson?” Olly asked, circling to follow Eileen. “Not that I miss having legs, a tail is way more fun.”

“You can turn into humans, all of us can.” Eileen stopped for a moment. “Do you want me to show you?”

“If you don’t mind!” Olly blushed again, unsure if she should turn away to allow Eileen some privacy.

“Check this out!”

Here's a thing
You should know
The heart is cold
But it's not ice nor stone
It’s just the Ocean Song

Something Olly didn’t expect was for Eileen to look so pretty as a human. Her dress, no longer inflated by the water, now rested in her knees. She was barefoot, just like Olly.

“I don’t like the surface, the air is so oppressive.” She shook her head. “So, will you show me your home?”

“Maybe later, I kinda don’t want to go back home right now.” Olly forced a smile. “I can show you some nice benches to look at the view if you want?”

“Sounds nice! Show me the way!” Eileen said, yet she started walking towards the correct path by herself.

“You walk well with legs, doesn’t even look like you are a merperson!” Olly caught up to her.

“I used to sneak to the surface without my parents knowing when I was younger.” Eileen shrugged. “I just liked being rebellious, you know? Teenager stuff.”

“And you live alone now? You seem very young.”

“I’m 23 years old, moved out to study, still living alone now.” Again, she shrugged like it was nothing. “You?”

“I’m 21, still living with my mother...”

“Did you fight with her? That’s why you don’t want to show me your place?” Olly looked away, stopping. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to...”

“It’s fine. Yeah, we fought. She didn’t like me saying I’m a girl.” Olly couldn’t bear to look at Eileen, a bit afraid of her reaction. “Do you think like her?”

“Why would I? It’s just stupid, you’re the only one who can tell what your gender is, darling.” Eileen smiled at her and offered her hand. “C’mon, I want to see the view with you!”

Don't try to escape
Don't try to run away
You belong to us
Or you belong nowhere

Eileen laid down on the bench, her head resting on Olly’s lap. “You don’t need to stay there, you could go back with me and live in the ocean.”

“But where would I live?”

“Is that the only thing stopping you?” Eileen looked at Olly with such intensivity that she couldn’t look away. “Isn’t there anyone that makes you want to stay? Any goal you want to have?”

“Not really. My only goal was to have people accept that I’m a girl, and I don’t have any friends anyway.” Olly shrugged.

“Fine, then I have something to tell you, can I?” This time Eileen averted her gaze, suddenly shy.

“Yeah, you can tell me anything.”

“I will tell you a story. It’s about how merpeople are born with only half of a soul. Humans are born with a full soul, and they exist before us. A witch called the Poseidon discovered long ago, how to create merpeople.

“She created us, but we lost half of our soul in the process. Well, not really lost, it was just displaced. Merpeople all are born around the same date because that way it’s easier for our other half of the soul to find a body to inhabit. It’s rare, very rare, for a merperson to be born alone, no other births around. When that happens, the other half goes to a human and turns them into a merperson. That’s what happened to you.

“The Poseidon discovered what happened, how our souls were broken, and how we could only be whole with our other half. She took pity on us, on our sorry fate. To be fair, she probably felt more guilty than anything. But that’s not the point.

“No. The point is that she felt bad for us and made a spell. She enchanted our souls to be able to project outside of our body, as critters from both sea and land. Sometimes even a mix between more than one of them. We call them Love Souls. They help guide us to our other half, so we can be whole again.”

“Is that what I saw when I found you? A love soul?” Olly asked eagerly. The fox-thing! “It looked kinda like a fox, but it was so beautiful!”

“I know, I saw it. It really suits you.” Eileen smiled. “Do you understand what I’m trying to say?”

“You’re my soulmate, is that it?” Olly laughed. “Sounds neat, so you’re asking me to move in with you? Because I’m about to agree, my mom kicked me out of the house.”

“And you’re alright with everything I said?” Eileen asked in disbelief.

“Look, this is way better than my life right now. I’m ready to have a supportive girlfriend away from this place.” Olly shrugged. “It literally can’t be worse than what I have here.”

“Well, the bar is low, but I’ll take it.” Eileen laughed. “Will you move in with me, Olly?”

“Yeah, I will!” Olly smiled, but then sighed. “I just need to say goodbye to mom before we go...”

“Do you want to do that alone?”

“Yes, it will be better this way...”

“See you soon, then.”

The Ocean Song has left
Still, you should be aware
Because in its wake
Everything will change

“You know, goodbyes suck but sticking around would be so much worse,” Olly stated, looking teary-eyed to what once was her home. “Thank you for taking me away from this place, Eileen.”

“It’s a pleasure.” She smiled, softly, caring. “I take things didn’t go well with your mother?”

“It was very bad. I’m just glad I won’t have to see her again.” Olly sighed. “Can we go?”

“Sure, let’s go home, girlfriend.”