My life is definitely not the life of a typical teenage guy.
If someone ever said that, they would have to be insane.
I haven’t been able to walk since I was 7. I haven’t been able to talk to anyone in that same amount of time.
It sucks, but you get used to it after a while.
And no, I’m not disabled (although some people might say I have a disability).
Before I explain what is happening, let me go back to the beginning (skipping me being born and all that stuff no one wants to hear, of course).
My family lived in North Carolina, and we lived in one of those beach cities that are a nightmare during the summer, but a ghost town in winter.
I would swim all the time, and not always in the ocean. I would find little ponds, lakes, rivers.
The river was definitely a mistake.
Did you know that some sharks can survive in freshwater for a while? I didn’t.
Anyway, me and two of my friends had the bright idea of going for a swim. In the middle of the night.
Let me remind you: we were 7. 7-year olds are idiots.
We were messing around, having fun, when something suddenly grabbed my leg and pulled me under.
In maybe three feet of water. Possibly even less.
I struggled against it, hitting the shark’s face and thrashing, but let’s be honest. A shark vs. a 7-year old? The shark wins, hands down.
I grabbed at the sand and rocks on the river floor, hoping to find a grip.
All I managed to grab onto was some kind of necklace.
All of a sudden, the shark just let go.
I got to the surface and gasped for air, looking all around.
My friends were gone.
I tried to make sense of it all, but my mind was too jumbled, and I fainted from the loss of blood.
When I finally came to, I was farther down the river than before, and it was morning. But I wasn’t dead. I was only 7, but I knew that a shark bite as bad as mine would kill me quickly if I didn’t get treatment right after.
I didn’t even feel the pain. Come to think of it, my legs were numb.
I swam to the riverbank and crawled onto a patch of sand to get a better view of my legs.
But I never saw them. Because they weren’t there. Just one big fin.
My eyes widened, and my face paled, and I suddenly felt a weight on my neck. Looking down, I saw a necklace, and remembered the necklace from the night before, and how touching it made the shark just leave.
It did it to me.
Skip forward exactly ten years.
I lived as a merman all that time, alone.
The night exactly ten years after the night of the attack, I had a… vision.
A voice told me to find these people. Kids. It told me to give each one of them one of my scales. It didn’t tell me why.
I saw blurred images, but only made out a few of them.
A girl with blonde curls.
A boy with bright green eyes.
Twin girls with icy eyes.
A boy with a scowl.
The voice didn’t tell me why I was supposed to find them, but it was very clear that they wouldn’t become just like me. It only said ‘different’.
The voice also told me to ‘not let temptation cause me to stray from my duties’.
Whatever that’s supposed to mean.
Name: Kakahi
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Looks:
Extra: His family moved from Hawaii when he was 2. His name is Hawaiian for 'unique'. he always keeps the necklace around his neck, so no one else would be unlucky enough to find it as well. He is able to freeze water around him.
If your character has an ability, he/she will not be able to use it until they get a scale from Kakahi.
And the other characters will not become mer-people by getting one of his scales. The necklace is the only thing that has the power to do that.
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