Jack yawned as he woke up to the sound of his alarm clock. He rolled over in his bed and hit the snooze button. He slowly sat up, swinging his legs out over the side of the bed as he rubbed at his eye. It had a tendency to tear up after waking up in the mornings. He yawned again before stretching and standing up, going over to his dresser. He put on his red shirt and slipped into some jeans before leaving his room, eager to get his morning coffee. It never really helped him wake up for some weird reason, but that didn’t matter. He just really loved the taste.
As he passed through the living room he glanced over at the huge tank in the middle of it. His face lit up with a soft smile as he saw Sara curled up in the sand at the bottom, sleeping soundly. She had a tendency to roll off the platform in her sleep so she decided to just not use it for sleeping. It struck him just how weird this was, taking care of a person he had only recently met, all because of a freak accident that caused her to get turned into a mermaid. It had just seemed like the right thing to do. She was a pretty nice person, and he couldn’t have just let them experiment on her.
Plus, it was his fault she was in this mess. He had accidentally tripped and bumped into her while she was carrying a vial of serum and had caused her to fall, cutting herself on the broken pieces of the vial. Thus getting the serum into her bloodstream, causing her to become a mermaid the following day. Helping her out was pretty much his way of making it up to her. He continued on into the kitchen and started up his coffee maker, grabbing some bread to make toast for breakfast.
Two Hours Later
Jack looked up from his computer as someone knocked on the front door. Probably Mark. He had decided to visit Jack out of the blue and was staying in Ireland for a week or two. He got up, leaving his recording room and heading over to the door, the thumbnail he was making could wait for a little while. “Hey Mark,” He said as he opened the door. “Hope I wasn’t interupting anything,” Mark said as he came in. “Nah, just working on a thumbnail. It’s almost done anyway,” Jack said.
Mark waved at Sara as the entered the living room. She shot him a quick wave before going back to playing her game, fighting a boss. “Still can’t believe you’re actually helping her. Most people probably would have left her there,” Mark said as they entered Jack’s recording room. Jack shrugged. “Like I’ve said before, it’s the least I can do, considering I caused her change in the first place. Besides, she’s actually pretty fun to have around,” He said.
After talking for a little while they decided to play Overwatch out in the living room with Sara. “Fuck!” Mark shouted as his character was killed, again. “This fricking Lucio won’t leave me alone! He’s killed me ten times now,” He said frustratedly. “The dude must have a vendetta,” Sara said as she took out a Mercy. “I don’t know why though!” He replied. Jack was about to say something when the door was suddenly busted down. A bunch of security from AGRO swarmed in, grabbing Jack and Mark.
Everything felt like it was in slow motion as Dr. Bunsen strode in. Jack felt nauseous as his vision flickered, watching from the arms of two guards one moment, and from in the tank the next. W-what the hell? He let out a shout as Dr. Bunsen shoved a needle in Mark’s neck. The shout became drowned out as he was suddenly watching from in the tank again, Sara in his place, looking completely human.
He surfaced and hooked his arms over the side of the tank, trying to pull himself out so he could get to Mark. But he unexpectedly weighed more than he was used to, and his arms weren’t strong enough to haul that weight out of the tank. He cursed and looked down, wanting to find out what was weighing him down. His eyes widened as he saw his frantically kicking legs fuse together, changing into a long green tail. His gaze quickly darted back to Mark when he heard him cry out.
The men that had been holding Mark had let go of him, letting him collapse to the floor. Bunsen sneered as Mark yelled in fear, watching his feet rapidly change, going from webbed, to looking like flippers and finally to fins as scales rushed up his legs, fusing together as the scales reached his torso. “Mark!” Jack yelled, renewing his efforts to get to his friend. Bunsen laughed as he and his men left.
Sara struggled to try and get Mark to the tank but it was obvious he was too heavy for her. He was gonna die if he stayed dry too long! Jack could only watch as his friend started to turn pale, looking extremely ill, his breathing shallow. He wasn’t gonna last much longer! Jack’s vision swam as a panic attack set in. He was watching his friend die and there was nothing he could do! His eyes widened as Mark’s eyes drifted shut, his body going limp. “Noooooo!”
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Jack bolted upright as he woke up, breathing heavily. He quickly looked around the tank and living room, his eyes settling on Mark, who was sleeping peacefully over on his platform. Thank god, it was just a nightmare. He didn’t know what he would do if it was real. If he had lost Mark, his best friend. Mark’s eyes opened and he stared at him groggily. “You okay Jack?” He mumbled, still half asleep. “I’m fine Mark, go back to sleep,“Jack said. Mark yawned and nodded, his eyes slowly closing. He fell asleep again almost immediately, emitting a soft snore. Jack sighed before laying back down. Eventually he managed to fall back to sleep, silently praying for that dream to never come true.
(( This is the last chapter I’ve written. I plan on writing a new one sometime this week. ))
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