Trying not to over think it, I forced myself to take a deep breath of water. I got a huge rush of adrenaline as the water expanded in my lungs and my eyes became acclimated to the darkness.
Instead of being in the ocean, I felt like I was actually a part of it. The fine line between my body and the water surrounding it quivered and blurred. I relinquished all control as the salt water caressed my skin. Then instinctively dove deeper.
The pull was still as strong as ever and it wanted me to go down farther. I did. I stopped and looked down. I couldn’t see the ocean floor and an odd fear of heights hit me. I’d never been afraid of heights before, but the black abyss below my feet was pretty scary. Although my vision was much sharper in the water, there was still nothingness all around me. I didn’t see any fish, animals, or anything else for that matter. It was very disorienting, but I squelched the anxiety building in my chest. Just when I was about to give up and swim back to the surface I saw something floating up all around me. Silent and steady they continued up, surrounding me. I felt like I was caught in an upside down snow storm. They were all I could see in every direction. Upon further inspection, I identified my new friends; hundreds of sea horses. With so many around me, I was hit with a strong sense of purity. Their spirit was innocent and playful as it wrapped around me, making me smile. They responded to my happiness instantly. Looking at the whole, it appeared they had begun vibrating, but looking at just one, I could tell they were simply propelling themselves faster with their coiled tails. I reached my hand out to touch one. It stopped hopping around and drifted in my direction. It watched me for a second and slowly floated downward, touching down on my palm softly.
A tiny electrical shock went through my hand when it landed. It was the same sensation I had felt with the sea turtles, but that didn’t make sense. I had an affinity for sea turtles, not sea horses. Or dolphins. I thought back to my earlier experience with the dolphins. How many affinities could one person have? A suffocating fear abruptly hit me from every direction. How could I be afraid of sea horses? Then I realized what was happening. I was actually feeling the sea horses’ emotions! And they were downright terrified. They darted off in every direction and I spun around, looking for the source of their fear. All I could see was infinite blackness. Then I felt a shadow pass above me. I looked up and my eyes fell on something much more terrifying than a simple shadow. A massive great white shark emerged from the darkness, paralyzing me with the same fear I felt in the sea horses. But this time it was my own terror slicing through my heart. I was locked in its cold, dark eyes and it was bearing down on me at warp speed.
I stayed as still as humanly possible as it began circling me. I tried to make myself relax. I didn’t know if they could smell fear like dogs, but I didn’t want to find out. After several deep breaths and three minor heart attacks, my heart slowed and a new feeling took hold of me. The shark. I could feel her. It was definitely a her. And she was happy, almost excited. She radiated a staggering amount of wisdom and confidence and the feeling I got from her was actually calming. She wasn’t here to tear me to pieces or take a chunk out of my leg. She just wanted to meet me! In a momentary lapse of sanity, I did something no normal person should ever do. I moved closer and touched her side.
Her skin was rubbery beneath my fingers and I actually felt her shiver beneath my touch.
Everything I felt from her before was amplified and my heart sang with renewed strength. With the flip of her tail, she disappeared from sight. Something off to the right caught my attention but when I looked, nothing was there. A prickle of fear ran down my spine and I actually wanted the shark to come back.
Out of nowhere a strong arm wrapped around my throat, cutting off my breathing. An enchanting sound filled my ears and wrapped around me. It was so beautiful, I instantly relaxed and listened. It filled my senses and I felt like I was floating. Then reality came crashing back to me.
One word played over and over in my mind. Siren. She was singing. Just like at the candlelight vigil, I concentrated as much as I could with my airway blocked and tried to push the sound out of my mind. It was easier than I expected, and once I could think again, I bit down on her arm until I tasted blood. Her grip lessened slightly, allowing me to twist around. I came face to face with a beautiful woman I didn’t recognize. She had dark brown hair and blue eyes that were broadcasting her shock.
Apparently she wasn’t expecting me to overcome her song. I narrowed my eyes at her and with all of my strength, kicked her in the stomach. She winced in pain and flew backwards, just as a dark ominous shape appeared nearby.
I felt her anger, sensed her urge to kill and froze as I watched the shark barreling towards me.
Before I could move or uselessly defend myself, her enormous body shot past me in a fit of rage that overwhelmed my nervous system. My skin sizzled with her anger as she barely missed me and attacked the Siren. Never having a chance against the massive killing machine, the Siren was caught in her massive jaws full of razor sharp teeth. I turned away as they disappeared in to the deep.
Someone grabbed my arms from behind.
“Get off me!” I screamed and struggled to get out of their grip. But they just held on tighter, locking my arms behind me. “Let. Me. Go.”
Maybe it was the rage leftover from the shark or adrenaline, but suddenly I was able to release myself from the grip easily. I swung my arm around and made contact with Olivia’s cheek.
Unfortunately it didn’t seem to hurt her. She glared at me, pointed up and I followed her to the surface.
“What the hell were you doing?” I yelled at her as we swam toward the yacht. Surprisingly it was only a couple feet away.
“What was I doing?!” Olivia lifted herself up the ladder, ignoring the towel Willow held out for her and turned to face me as I climbed up. “What were you doing?! Are you trying to get yourself killed?”
“No. I was trying to go for a swim. The sea was calling to me.”
“The sea was calling to you,” she said dryly and rolled her eyes, “Drop the Lifetime movie bullshit, Stasia. You can’t just go for a swim in the middle of the ocean at night by yourself because you feel like it!! You almost got killed! If it weren’t for me, you’d be dead right now!” She stepped closer to me as I tried to dry off. I handed the towel to Phoebe and stood up straight, meeting her dark eyes, flashing with anger.
“You didn’t do a damn thing, Olivia! The shark saved me! Whoever that was is definitely dead! I felt what the shark was feeling and she knew exactly what she was doing!” I saw Phoebe and Carmen’s jaws drop.
“I’m done looking out for your ass,” she mumbled as she stomped off. I followed her in to the yacht, up the stairs and in to the living room with my roommates trailing us.
“Looking out for me?! Seriously?! Nobody asked you to look out for me. I don’t need a babysitter! Especially not you!”