You where in the middle of the pacific ocean. Random right? With your body and fish tail floating with your supposedly butt and elbows under the water along with the back of your head. In your mind a gentle guitar was playing, why not keep your sanity with an idea. As a fresh breeze went by you shivered. You go down in the water head first. You began swimming in one direction blindly. Minutes turned to hours which turned to days. You finally made it at land by noon. Once you where near the shore you saw a woman standing there smoking. She seems to be wearing a punk outfit. With boots, black jacket pericings all the classics. You poke your head out of the water and make sure she's distracted with that flip phone in her hand. Since she was the only one there you grinned. Your tail turned into legs every time you got closer. You where of course naked and didn't mind it. It was the humans that did. She was still stupidly texting on her phone. You hit her face and grab her neck. If you plan on drowning someone you have to be quick. You grabbed her hair and dragged her near the water. You shove her head in the water as she gives a struggle. You've done this an average amount of times. Once she stopped you pick her up and strip her. You put her clothes neatly on the floor and drag the body to the ocean. You made sure to bite one part of her arm so it would bleed and attract animals. You could already see the fin of a shark coming near. You leave her in the water and grab the clothes. You put everything on and walk off. You still had the flip phone and looked through it. 'We're off to a great start (y/n) off to a great start' you close the phone when you where done and went to what you thought was the nearest bar. You open the doorway and a band was playing. You found interest in things like these. Since you where one of the only last types of montixotic (mermaid merman siren?). Not many people knew of your species. It was just a new predator and lack of prey. As you sat down on one of the many stools you playfully spun around. You didn't realize your playful bahavor was making people oddly look at you. You stop your self by letting your ankle hit the leg of the other stool. You look at them with a burning stare. They look away creeped out and you laugh a little bit. After the concert or whatever that was, the man with blue hair sat beside you. You where spinning before he came and you stop. You smile and decide to introduce your self. "Hi!" He side glanced you and looked back ahead of him. "Hey...what do you want" you glance at where he was looking at and then back at him "what do you mean". "M-Most women or men who speak to me expect to g-get something out of it" he already had a drink of his own and drank out of. "No-No I don't want anything, I'm (y/n) by the way (y/n) (L/s) what's yours" you said. He gave a small sigh "Rick, Rick Sanchez" he held out a hand which you shook. "Nice to meet you! What if, I get you a drink instead?" Rick would never deny a free offer. "Sure" you look around making sure the bartender was gone. Though it was irresponsible of them they where. Guess it was a lunch break. You hop over and his eyes widen "hey! what are you doing?" You grab their bag and put whiskey, vodka all the good stuff. "Getting. You. A. Drink" you grab all the goo once and hop back over. "Come on, grab your friends or whatever" he looks back and then at you "I-I'm sure they'll be alright" he burns and follows you. You grab his hand and drag him to an apartment(bulama bay). You look over the desk and grab a random key. You go up to the seconds floor room 34. You go in and yank him in. Looking around the room already seemed to have furniture and utensils. You grab a shot glass that was on a shelf. "Let's see" you open up the purse and look through it. You take out all the drinks and hand him one, you see the wallet and take it out. You open it only to find wads of cash. You take it out and put it in your pocket. You sit beside him and only take sips. You weren't in that much of a mood to drink. "So...where ya from?" Rick looked at you and said "back to ya". You sigh and look away "fine just trying to start a conversation, I'm from the east Atlantic Ocean. Now, where are you from" he wasn't that shocked, in fact. He didn't care "d-don't wanna tell you" he then took another swig. "Fine what ever" your eyes began to glow since the room was so dark. You grab the bottle and chug it. Rick's eyes widen as you did that. You where drinking a whole liter and not breathing. "Holy shit" he mumbled. Once you finish the whole thing you throw the bottle to the wall shattering glass.
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