Abissal
Legacy Name: Abissal

seaweed, skillfully dodging her friends in a playful game of tag. It was a game usually played by the little ones, but she didn't care. It relaxed her and brought back memories of innocent childhood, for in recent days, a storm had set on Abi's heart. She had a longing for something, something she couldn't recognize, but it pulled her upwards towards the surface. Her strawberry-blonde head broke through the current and the waves above into a stormy night. Tiny little lights dotted the coast and large, dark sails marked the ocean in the other direction. She was quickly pulled back under by a yanking of one of her fins, in good timing as well, since the dry air was starting to chap her lips. The skin of any sea creature is very delicate, especially above the water.

The tiny girl zoomed around excitedly then blasted off. Abi tilted her head up again towards the churning waves above, thinking. Just what would it be like?

the shore, avoiding the prowling predators that liked to guard their prey and the messy clumps of weeds and violet urchins that got stuck in her hair. On the beach were thousands of tiny little turtles and crabs, making their way down into the purple and green froth of the ocean. Surprised and pleased at the sight, she climbed up onto a cold and slimy rock to accommodate them and to watch them parade past. The beach glowed blue from the bright moon above whilst the edges of the beach farthest away from her glinted with a warm orange from the strange lanterns that lit the boardwalk. Quite some distance away, dark figures milled about, stumbling as if they were intoxicated after a long night of drinking. Another figure, however, tiptoed through the sand, just on the very line where the two colors met. The shape seemed to be human, a rare sight for Abi, and male, judging by the silhouette.

turtles had already left their millions of tiny prints. The beach was quickly emptying out and the tide was rising. Abi watched him curiously from behind the boulders where she hid, more interested in him than the abundance of life entering her world. Suddenly his head snapped quickly towards her direction. She looked down at herself and realized that the blue light had glinted off her shell necklace, an artifact she found in a terribly old shipwreck years ago when she was only a little girl. Abi moved her hand to cover it but it was too late.

night. A tone of fear mixed with anger and worry carried through with it to Abi's ears. She muffled the sound of her panicked breath and turned to dive out into the ocean, but something in her mind had stopped her. This is your chance. "Answer me!" the voice demanded. "What are you doing here?"

faceless man, crisply and confidently. She quickly slid halfway into the dim water so that she would not be discovered. She looked up and a young man stared at her, leaning on the boulder that she, until recently, was hiding behind. His face showed an of puzzlement, surrounded by dark blonde waves of hair. He wore an old green hoodie and jeans and held in his hands a torn backpack. "Well, aren't you going to say anything?" she said curtly. She was going a little too far with her confidence, and she knew that.

freezing at this time of night. You are insane." He chuckled and offered his hand to help her out of the water. Instinctively, she reached out to grab it but withdrew it as she remembered herself.

nice." She smiled up at him, leaning back onto her hands. He looked at her for a moment, then shaking his head, knelt down and sat parallel to the water, slightly behind Abi.

infectious over him. "I'm Adam." He reached out his hand again, but this time only to shake hands with the mysterious girl on the beach.

she touched his skin, he recoiled away his arm.

was worried. He was worried about a stranger he had only known for the past couple minutes, and for all he knew, was watching him for several minutes before then.

Her skin was drying out, even in the humidity of sea air. The salt sapped her of moisture. It was getting difficult for her to breathe, but she ignored her body's warnings. She still had enough time, so for the next few hours, she and Adam talked, and as they talked they learned things about each other. No longer were they strangers anymore and by the time the sun had risen, it seemed that they were good friends. However, as the sun's rays spread across the land, spilling onto the beach, Abi felt very faint. The tide was receding and she hadn't noticed. She was drying up and Adam had yet to find out her biggest secret.

sentence as Adam was laughing. She gasped for air as her lungs dried and her skin shriveled before his eyes. Adam noticed there was something wrong and had commented on her skin earlier but it was dismissed. Alerted to her distress, he tried to help her, and in doing so she fell over and lay in the sand motionless. He quickly leaned over her and felt her skin- dry as a bone. He pulled her up out of the water to see if he could help her more and then stopped. That's when he found out. Shocked, he began to run, but when he was only a few yards away, Abi came back into lucidity and whispered a word that made him stop in his tracks. Adam realized his mistake, but didn't know what to do. From birth, he was taught never to touch the water. He was afraid, so terribly afraid.

touch the waters of the sea, so he leaned over the ocean and hovered with a finger above the water. A quick tap. Nothing. Rage and hope swelled equally inside of him. He had been lied to his entire life, but he needed to save his new friend, no matter how strange a secret she had to keep from him, the secret that had to be kept from the world. He scooped up Abi into his arms and stepped confidently into the water. Still nothing happened to him. He waded in deeper, surprised by the strength of the water that nearly swept him up in the riptides that formed in the stormy evening before. Waist deep in the cold salt water, he set Abi down into the water, keeping her head above the waves. Her eyes fluttered open and shut again for a brief moment. Her cracked lips mouthed a word: "Water." Adam, realizing what needed to be done, forced her head under the water, where she became conscious again, spitting out bubbles and coughing like a drowning human would spew water. Her wide eyes met Adam's wildly confused eyes and knew that her secret had been revealed.

bubbles were released. Her light golden waves of hair blended into the dark cold greens of the water's waves, giving her the most eerie, yet alluring, ghostlike appearance. Bewildered, Adam let out a few nervous laughs of his own. Abi seemed to be saying something, but the sound was muffled by the blanket of water. He hesitated, then dipped his face in the brine and heard her voice sing to him. His eyes stung, yet still he looked on, and he saw her.

you break this promise I swear to you that I will never return to this place ever again. And I don't want to do that." She gave him a tiny smirk with her nude lips just barely revealing her teeth and her eyes twinkled with slight amusement and worry. "I- I'll be back tomorrow," he garbled in the water, bubbles transfiguring his words into what seemed to be gibberish to his ears. She nodded as if she understood what he said clearly and escaped his frightened coil around her body, swimming back into the sea. Adam looked up from the water and watched the turbulent waves rolling as she left, occasionally stumbling due to the sheer force of the water. He got up and took off his drenched hoodie, and in the corner of his eye he saw a blip of a dark figure jumping out of the ocean. He shook his head, slightly smiling, and turned around to trek back to his home, changing his mind from the night before.

Portuguese for abyssal or unfathomable, was, plain and simple, a mermaid. Or a siren, to be exact. Her people had a long history of becoming fascinated with land creatures and luring them into the sea, but this was never spoken of amongst her people. So naturally, she peaked above the waves once in a while, but never ventured to the shore. When she was caught going up at one point during her childhood, she was severely reprimanded and hadn't breathed air since. However, she always felt something call to her, a pulsation telling her up. She was kind enough, but was easily distracted by the alluring sound of waves crashing above, and sometimes got moody when she was interrupted in her daydreams, unintentionally lashing out her fin.

Physically: fair-skinned, light blue tail fin, light blonde hair, dark green eyes, slender form. Personally: flirtatious and distracted nature, skilled artisan, enjoys air, dislikes restraint.

were fisherman, and all died at sea, but not from the waters. Their wives' tales told of sirens abducting them amongst countless other hideous stories of their demise. Adam, however, was completely oblivious to all of this as his mother died when he was very young and instead lived with his uncle, who, like Adam himself, was the second son. The truth was that whenever his forefathers went out to sea, they were seduced by the sea and changed, but only ever so slightly, and when they returned to land and had children, they too were a part of the sea. The cycle had continued for many generations and each generation was lost sooner than the last. In Adam's mother's last words, she begged him never to touch the sea. "For your own sake, for my sake, never touch the sea."

Physically: tanned skin, dark brown hair, chocolate eyes, slightly toned. Personally: shy and aloof nature, fantastic runner, enjoys salty air, dislikes being out of his comfort zone.