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The Bottomless Blue - Chapter One

Merman!Hux x Reader fic

You were just an aquarium employee who loved the ocean. What happens when you're exploring a shipwreck and run into a legendary creature? What happens when that same creature ends up as an exhibit at the aquarium you work at? Will you help set him free or leave him to be used as a new exhibit at the aquarium?

chapter is based off this AU

Dark.

Blue.

Vast.

All the ways you could describe the ocean. You felt the spray of seawater on your face as you looked out at it. It had always interested you since you were a child. You’d spent as much time as possible by the sea when you were a child at your grandparent’s house. After they passed away, you inherited their house and spent all your time there when you could get away from work. You worked a desk job at an exotic aquarium in the city and even though you were surrounded by all kinds of sea creatures, there was nothing like seeing the creatures in their natural habitat.

To get closer to life under the sea, you had taken up diving. Deep sea diving was your favorite way to pass the time. You had taken to exploring shipwrecks off the coast, usually, these wrecks had been untouched by others for so long that it was almost like getting a snapshot of history before the ships sunk. Today your plan was to search a particularly old vessel, it was from the 1800s and hadn’t been touched by archaeologists in twenty-five years. You were excited to get down there to see the huge vessel, you’d planned your trip for the last few weeks. In the early morning, you’d planned to take your small boat out to the vessel, fish for a while then dive for a few hours after the sun had risen.

You had set up your fishing rods and waited for fish to bite but all morning you’d been unsuccessful. You had not been able to catch a single fish. Every time you had one on the line, it somehow broke free. The fish would fight for a minute or two before the line would suddenly go slack. You swore you could always see a flash of red before the fish disappeared. You thought maybe your line was getting snagged on something that made it easy for the fish to free themselves. Oh well, you had food at home and at least you got to watch the sunrise on the water.

You pulled on your wetsuit and the rest of your scuba gear before standing on the edge of your boat. You hadn’t been to this wreck before and couldn't wait to get down there to see what treasures you could unearth. You turned your back to the water and plunged in backward. The shock of the water’s temperature disoriented you for a few seconds before you found your way and let yourself sink down. You turned on your chest-mounted video camera and started to swim deeper down toward the wreck. As the shipwreck came into view, you were in awe of its size. This ship was astounding. Even though it was partially destroyed before it sunk to the bottom of the sea, the salt water had preserved what was left and what was left amazed you. The masts and the deck still stood in its state of decay, well floated, as if they ship was still afloat. You swam up the starboard side of the ship and looked over the ship. You could still picture it floating the harbor a few miles up the coast. It would stand tall against the small speedboats that now occupied the harbor.

You glanced around swam up towards the crow’s nest. You swam next to it to pretend to get a bird’s eye view of the ship. From up here, you could see everything except for the holes in the ship from cannonballs that caused its demise. That’s what you wanted to see, how the ocean had regrown around the ship. Unclipping your flashlight from your utility belt, you swam towards the port side of the ship heading for the outside to get a look at the cannonball entry holes.

As you got closer, you noticed that there we no fish around. That was strange considering that fish usually stayed close to wrecks like this for the shelter they provided. It would explain why you had trouble catching any fish earlier. For some reason, the fish were absent from this place and probably were even more skittish closer to the surface so they fought hard to get off your hook.

You found yourself staring at a giant hole in the side of the ship, the cannonball that had made this hole had to have been massive, you could almost crawl through it. The hole left by the cannonball led into the dark interior of the ship. This is what you came for, to see the storage rooms and gun decks of the ship. It would be cool to see the cannons and cannonballs left behind when the ship was abandoned. Maybe the sailors left behind objects that were now encrusted in salt that would be interesting to see. You wouldn’t dream of taking anything because you believed in leaving the wreck as it was, but you never got tired of seeing historical artifacts in this ocean environment.

You neared the hole and shone your flashlight inside of it, the beams got weaker the deeper into the ship they went but you could make out a few fish among some barrels and crates. Switching on your chest-mounted video camera’s flash, you swam into the hole. You made sure to get a good shot of the rotting boards around the hole as you entered, documenting the ships state of decay. You looked around the belly of the ship at the rotting barrels and crates and wondered what treasures were inside. As you pushed open a crate full of wine bottles, you felt the hair on the back of your neck stand up. You could swear you felt someone was watching you but you brushed it off to being this deep and in a dark room in an abandoned ship.

You swam through the rest of cargo hold looking through crates and barrels and getting footage of the contents of the ship. You chuckled at a crate full of fish bones and wondered why the long deceased crew had stored the bones of the fish in crates rather than throwing the bones overboard. You swam pass the captain’s quarters and got the feeling of being watched again. You glanced around and after seeing nothing, you ventured inside. The first thing you noticed was another large cannonball hole in the hull leading back to the open depths. You got a shot of the inside of the cannonball entry point then started to take in the room. The remains of the bed floated near the top of the room as it was being slowly consumed by shipworms. That’s when you noticed another crate full of fish bones. How many had the crew left behind and how had the bones stayed in these crates without moving for so long?

You moved over to take pictures of the desk in the corner of the room. On it were stacked piles of trinkets. Small gemstones and trinkets mostly but also a few other small things. You opened a small box and its contents surprised you. The small box was stuffed with small seemingly random objects. A shot glass, a bracelet made with gemstones and a pair of sunglasses. You felt something off about the box but a movement in the corner of your eye caught your attention. You looked up but saw nothing in the room.

That’s when it hit you. The sunglasses in the box, Ray-Bans, weren’t made until the 1930s, how were these sunglasses in the box? You felt your body tense as you spotted the crate of fish bones in your peripheral vision. When you thought about it, the fish bones couldn’t have been from the 1800s, they would have decomposed by now. How were there fresh fish bones in the belly of the ship? It didn’t make sense, was someone making regular dives down here to put fishbones and a pair of sunglasses? Or was it a practical joke by some divers that you happened to stumble upon? You were thoroughly creeped out at this point and wanted to get out of the wreck and get to the surface to calm your nerves. You turned around towards the door and what you saw made your heart stop.

Standing, well swimming in the doorway was a man, if you could call him a man. He had a shock of bright red hair, pale blue-green eyes and an angular face with pale skin. But what was scaring you the most was the dark green tail that started at the end of his pale torso. The scales sparkled in the beams of your flashlight with each pass through the still water.

You were frozen in fear as your adrenaline began to surge as the man appeared to be sizing you up from across the room. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him even though your mind was screaming at you to leave. You watched as the man tilted his head and looked you over again before smiling. His smile was what turned on your body’s fight or flight response. When he parted his lips to smile, you were greeted with the sight of rows of sharp pointed teeth. That was enough for you to toss the small box in your hand in his direction before diving towards the cannonball hole in the hull. You didn’t look back as you switched the controls on your buoyancy compensator jacket, using it to propel you to the surface as fast as possible. You weren't worried about decompression sickness at this point, you just wanted out of here.

As soon as you felt your jacket pulling you to the surface, you risked a glance below you back to the shipwreck. You felt your adrenaline spike again as you saw the man, leaning out of the cannonball hole up towards you. With that sight, you began to kick your feet to speed your ascent. When you got to the surface, you ignored the pressure and ringing in your ears in favor of ripping your mask off and swimming towards your boat. You heaved yourself over the ladder and pulled it up before collapsing behind the steering wheel. As you caught your breath you started the engine and reeled in the anchor. As you pulled away from the shipwreck and put some distance between it and yourself, you glanced back, still in shock about what you had seen. You were terrified to see a head with a shock of bright red hair floating just above the surface before it dipped below and a green tail splashed in its wake.

As soon as you got home, you promised yourself that you were not getting in open water anytime in the foreseeable future. But what had you seen? Was it a man in a costume? That would explain the tail and teeth or was it something else?

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