Like a Siren Call | @swimming-in-sakura
It was a bright day above, the rays of sunlight shimmering down and speckling the ocean floor. Haru skimmed along the bottom, enjoying the smoother waters just off the coast. He swam up a ways to the surface, thinking he saw the glimmer of a school of fish - hopefully his favorite, mackerel - when suddenly the light was blotted out by a massive shadow.
'Humans...' he thought, trailing curiously by the ship. He always wondered what the humans that sailed on these ships must be like. Leaving the land for the sea. He felt more connected to them than the others. He drew a bit closer, breaking the surface of the water and riding in the waves created by the ships movement. The vessel was enormous. He saw people scrambling about on it. One person stood out. He carried himself differently. And when he grinned he had the teeth of a shark.
'How...? A Half?'
A shiver went down his spine in sudden foreboding, and he looked up, his eyes locking on the ship's flag.
'Pirates!' he thought, swimming backwards frantically through the water.