I am here to tell you a story
Of how I became to be
A tale so outrageous
That you may not believe me
But trust me that every word is true
Because I was once a skeptic like you.
Well it started like this
I was born just an average human
And over a series of crazy events
I became a hybrid.
The day was like any other
Just hanging out with my best friends
When they came up with this idea
(The catalyst)
To try a spell
That would change our lives
That would allow us to become
Mermaids.
We knew such a spell did not exist
But she persisted
So we gave in.
Under the full moon
In her pool
We chanted the words
Into the night, so cool.
Once we were done
We opened our eyes
And looked down
Without a surprise
Our legs were still legs
No scales or fins
We were just a few foolish girls
Who thought they could become fish.
Well little did I know
That was my first mistake
Not truly believing in the power of magic.
The days went by in a blur
Not noticing the change occur
The subtle desire for salt
Or the bathtub littered with scales.
It hadn’t even been one full moon cycle
When the next even took place
I was at the club
Dancing my worries away.
He came up with a devilish grin
And I let him take my hand
His dark eyes glistened mischievous
His crimson lips, smiling
As he pulled me off the dance floor
And into his arms
My heart racing,
An effect of his mysterious charm.
He kissed my neck
His tongue surveying my flesh
When I felt the lightest pinch
Tremble in my skin.
The strobe lights went black
I could feel myself falling
Not quite sure where I would land.
I awoke to someone calling
Out my name
My head felt heavy
As I awake from my daze
With a hand on my forehead
And my eyes squinted
I saw my friend kneeling
Before me.
She sighed in relief
When I opened my eyes
I still couldn’t remember a thing
So I asked her why.
She replied with a shrug
And gave me her hand
To help me up
We were in an ally
Next to the trash
I rubbed on my neck
Where I felt something resembling a rash.
I figured I could put ointment on it
And that I’d be OK
Little did I know
That was my second mistake.
The rash seemed to spread
Into my veins
Making them pulse red
In the light of the day.
The headaches began
Along with the stomach pains
The change was coming quick
And there was nothing I could do to stop it
I spent most of the following days inside
In the dark
Not daring to leave my room
Not for anyone.
Until my mother asked a favor of me
One I did not refuse
Because I didn’t want to be silly
Here I present to you
Mistake number three
The clincher if you will
To this ridiculous story.
Berry picking I went
With a hooded cape
And wooden basket.
Protected from the light
-Yet not-
I could feel the rays of sun
So hot.
Penetrating the thick fabric
I wore.
Ignoring the pain
I followed the path
Until I reached the right spot.
I bent on my knees
And picked as fast as I could
Anything to get back inside my room
Through the fabric of my hood
I could not hear
The danger a-foot.
They came from nowhere
With a mighty roar
Tearing through my clothes
With teeth like razors.
I screamed and kicked
But they got my skin
Revealing dark red blood that glistened.
At last I tore myself free
And it seemed at first
That they were looking confused at me.
I scooped up my basket
And ran away
Looking back
To see the wolf staring back at me.
I slammed the front door with a thud
Dropped the berries
And continued to run.
I cleaned my wounds
But did not expect
To find nothing but healthy skin
Under the bloody mess.
Now is when I began to see
Something was terribly wrong with me.
What girl is self-healing
And burns in the sun?
Who else craves salt water
So much?
The next full moon was fast approaching
And the change progressed
Everyday I felt different
Everyday I felt human a little bit less.
On that night
My body hurt so bad I couldn’t move
At least,
Not when I wanted to.
The moon overhead
Let off a deceitful glow
And the after-effects began to show.
My body was drenched in sweat
As I tried to transform
But it wasn’t sure what to do
With all the viruses that swarmed
Through my veins
Each turning into something else
Entirely.
Fur grew from my pores
And scales sprouted on my legs.
My teeth elongated into fangs
And I developed a strong desire
For flesh.
And the night carried on like that
In a state of in-between
Between beasts and humanity.
My body trembled uncontrollably
Until the night’s end
When I stayed in bed
Too exhausted to move
Too traumatized
To close my eyes.
From that night on
They symptoms were more intense
More immediate.
It took me a few moon cycles
To control them
The other sides of me
That lied within
Just under the surface
Ready to take over
At any given moment.
The mermaid
The vampire
The werewolf
All trapped inside this body
All apart of me.
So that is my story
Of how I became to be
Of how the magic
And venom
Mixed like toxic inside of me
To create a being
That should not exist
An abomination
A hybrid.
