Eviana
The silence under the water should have calmed my senses, but instead it infuriated me. Was everyone dead? All of the ratchets that fought for our cause? All of Lucian’s supporters? Was this war finally over?
I had my answer the moment we reached the shore. Bodies littered the beach, some moving and groaning, other still. The once romantic resort had been reduced to a battlefield reminiscent of years past. Several of the private villas looked like they’d weathered a hurricane, while the gazebo continued to burn. Even though the scene was disturbing in so many ways, my focus couldn’t be deterred.
I walked from the ocean, transitioning as soon as my tail brushed the bottom. Dragging behind me like a symbol of my fury, Brendan’s seal skin splashed in the waves. I don’t know why I carried it really, I guess I couldn’t let it go. I felt Kain and Abhainn hovering behind me, but I only had eyes for one merman.
Those left standing in the crowd had formed a semicircle around Lucian, who waited patiently for my arrival. His back was toward the flames, yet I could still see that his hair hung wildly around his shoulders, and his chest was covered in scrapes and cuts. He leaned on a long sword shining against the background.
I marched up closer to him, ignoring Kain and Abhainn’s warning to stay back. As I got within ten feet of my biological and psychotic father, I noticed the rest of the preparations he’d made.
On their knees in front of the brooding merman, were what was left of my friends and family. Marisol’s black eye and swollen lips made her almost unrecognizable. She sobbed and shuttered like it was her last day on this planet. Daniel’s face was hard and determined despite the fact that he cradled his arm I was sure would be broken. Troy and Palmer slumped against the ground, unconscious and possibly dead. To the side, Julian stood with Malcolm, but their focus was on Lucian. He had them under his control.
“I brought you a present, daughter.” He waved his arms around in front of him. “I must say that I am quite impressed with the efforts here tonight, but you all need learn your place now.” He looked around the crowd. “And I think I will start with her.”
A protector pushed his way forward, towing a woman behind with little care for her well being. He tossed Adele Lyonetta to the ground in front of Lucian. I knew I should have felt something, but my emotions were so numbed by Brendan’s death that I failed to harness the energy.
“This woman is no longer your leader. She has committed treason by directly attacking me this evening and for that she will pay.” He raised his sword and prepared to swing. Adele’s eyes met mine just before she smiled. If I hadn’t been looking for it, I never would have noticed her slight nod. At first I thought she was accepting her impending death, but then I saw her mouth something to Kain.
He grabbed my hand and squeezed so hard, I snapped back into action. Lucian’s sword swung in slow motion while I commanded him to stop. Even when practicing the last couple of days, I’d only been able to get partial control over Lucian. He was too strong.
But this time, I had Kain. His strength flowed through me like a warm blanket and an electrical pulse of power. In one hand, I held on to a symbol of my past that fueled the hatred I had toward Lucian. And in the other, I held my future.
With the assistance of Kain’s energy, I felt like I could compel the world. Everything around me disappeared aside from Lucian and his swinging sword. I threw out all of my focus on his actions and commanded him to stop. It was like I could almost see the compulsion explode from my body, cross the sandy beach, and dissolve into Lucian’s head. The time for sticky hands and glowing minds was over. My power now resembled a lightning strike; deadly accurate and powerfully destructive.
In slow motion, Lucian lifted his eyes to meet my fierce gaze. I could see the disbelief cross his features at the same time he dropped the sword, inches away from Adele’s neck. No one interfered, and no one spoke. Or if they did, their words were dead to me. I screamed in frustration when I felt Brendan’s seal skin brush against my leg. With that, came another push of my compulsion, and almost every merfolk, selkie, and sprite on the beach dropped to their knees.
I vaguely remember looking over at Kain and wondering why he was still standing, but the errant thought floated away when I refocused on Lucian.
“You do not win!” I yelled at him. “You will no longer torment us, threaten us, or rule over us! You are finished!”
My throat hurt, my heart hurt, but the anger inside of me dulled all of the pain. I was seeing red. Images of my parents, my uncle, the Shannons, Jeremiah, and Brendan swarmed my vision, almost causing me to lose my balance. Too many had died at the hands of this man.
Lucian Sutherland, the manipulating mastermind who single-handedly destroyed my family and so many others, knelt before me like an obedient dog. In a haze, I moved toward him, feet sinking into the sand, my wedding gown dripping with seawater and whipping in the wind. With Brendan’s skin wrapped tightly in my left hand, I broke contact with Kain. The power surging through me didn’t cease. So I embraced it.
Lucian’s sword lay just out of reach of fallen merman, but he never made a move. I had total control over his mind and body and for the first time, I relished in that feeling. Bending forward, I picked up the sword. It was heavier than I imagined. The steel blade reflected the reds and oranges of the fire behind us, and the dark pits of shadows encircling us all. I lifted the sword up high and stared at it. Could I do it? Could I kill him?
“Eviana?” Kain asked. He hadn’t moved, but he was still immune to my compulsion. I cocked my head to the side trying to put together a cohesive thought. Brendan’s skin tingled in my hand so I held it up next to my chest. I think I shed tears, but I still couldn’t feel everything. There was pain in there, deep inside the pit of my stomach, and I couldn’t let it out just yet.
The only semblance of emotion I could fathom was revenge. Lucian had to die tonight.
I placed the sword in his hand and commanded him to rise. He complied and awaited his next order. Lucian had to die tonight, but I didn’t have to be the one to do it. With a quick force of words in his head, I set us all free from his torturous reign. He plunged the sword into his chest, piercing his heart, and ending his life for good.
“Eviana!” Kain shouted and ran toward me.
“Gather the rest of them and do what you will to end this,” I said to Adele and anyone else who would listen. My head throbbed and my legs gave out. I was so tired.
The moment I broke my hold on my audience, Elizabetta screamed and attacked the closet mermaid to her which was a costly mistake. Adele took one look at Elizabetta and forced the water in her cells, tissues, and organs, to suffocate her faster than I would have thought possible. The beautiful creature fell to the ground, face twisted into a panicked look that would stay there forever. No one else attacked after that.
I felt a pair of warm, strong arms wrap around me and hold tight. “Eviana, I’m here,” Kain whispered in my ear. “I’m here.”
Realizing it was over, I began to sob. Brendan’s skin fell limply over my lap, causing me to cry louder and faster. Another set of arms joined us, followed by several more. Marisol nestled up against me and Daniel hugged my back. I think Palmer and Abhainn even joined in. The feeling of comfort and peace overwhelmed me. After everything that happened, we were going to make it out okay. Or at least some of us were.
The last thing I remembered was the body of Lucian, on his knees and tilted forward, resting on the hilt of his sword. We’d ended this war, and I could finally rest.
I closed my eyes and let the blackness surround me.
Three days later, we gathered on the beach in front of my house to say goodbye to Brendan. Malcolm and Julian had been seriously injured in the fight, but with Julian’s master selkie status, they managed to make their way here. Troy was one of the few protectors to survive. He’d saved Palmer from that fate as well, and I would forever be grateful.
I’d remained unconscious until late in the night, and after Adele managed to take control of the situation. Most of the merfolk still siding with Lucian decided to step down and accepted Adele’s offer to rejoin their communities in return for complete support. The other choice had been death. Still, half of the merfolk leaders who had attended Lucian’s little celebration lost their lives. Isabel reported that a dozen ratchets were killed, and one selkie died. My selkie.
I’d functioned in a haze since we left the islands and returned home. Life continued on. Even this new life post Lucian and the brutal merfolk war that needed to hidden from humans. The bodies on the beach were removed and dumped at sea. The resort received a hefty donation for repairs for the unfortunate “lightning strike” and subsequent storm damage. With the loss of so many merfolk leaders, a new regime was evolving. I knew I would have to play my part in it all, but today was reserved for Brendan.
“Does anybody have anything else they’d like to say?” Daniel asked. His eyes were puffy and his nose red. He’d loved Brendan too, even after all that had happened.
We stood in a small circle an hour before sunset, looking down at a picture of Brendan. It had been taken on this very beach a year ago. His green eyes shown in the sunlight and his smile brightened the entire day. It was one of the only photos I had. His body stayed behind in the Bahamas, taken far enough out into the deep waters that it would never be seen again. Julian promised me that it was the way of the selkies and I had to accept that he would have wanted to finish his life underwater.
I still held his skin in my arms, refusing to let it go just yet. “Thank you all for this,” I whispered. Kain smiled at me across the circle, and Marisol squeezed my hand. “I’m going to go now.”
After a round of hugs and silent goodbyes to Brendan’s picture, I turned and walked to the surf. The late afternoon sun warmed my face as the gulls overhead called to me.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?” Kain’s quiet approach startled me.
“No, I’m okay.” I leaned into his chest. “I need to do this alone.” He kissed the top of my head and lingered there for several long moments. I knew that he was worried about me, but I would heal eventually. Today would be the first step.
Kain left my side but I waited until he disappeared behind the dunes before moving again. For a brief second, I dropped Brendan’s skin, giving me just enough time to step out of my dress. Scooping up the only piece of him I had left into my arms, I walked underneath the surf.
Many days and nights, I would swim these waters to meet Brendan at our sanctuary. The rocky island became ours shortly after he moved to California to be near me. Now, I was returning there to say my final goodbyes.
I almost thought that the ocean knew I was grieving today. The kelp seemed to stand still, the otters swam leisurely around my flanks. No one wanted to play. As I approached the rocky shore, my heart climbed into my throat. An overwhelming wave of grief tugged at my stomach, threatening to pull it free.
I swallowed the lump and fought back the tears, as I demanded my legs to form and support the weight of the day. With his skin in hand, I walked to the far edge of the rock formation, where the sheer face plummeted straight down. The sun always reflected a thousand colors off of the shards, but today seemed to be only shades of red.
Choosing a final resting spot for his skin, I laid it down next to the wall and on top of a large boulder. Not knowing what to say, I stood still until the sun was just about to set. Too much had passed between us to sum up in words. I’d loved Brendan for so long and so deeply that I guessed there would always be a hole in my heart.
Only time would heal the gaping wounds left in our world. Loved ones were lost, a new leadership was developing. Policies, Council members, our relationship with humans…it was all about to change. Each day would bring a new beginning and each day we would get a little bit closer to being whole.
I kissed my hand and gently rested it against Brendan’s skin. Goodbye, I thought, and turned to walk back to the water. Breathing in deep, I closed my eyes and prepared to move on. It wasn’t going to be easy, but I knew that I had friends and family who would be there for me, and we would survive this together.
As the final glimmer of orange retreated beneath the horizon, I vanished under the sea to begin my new life.
