A/N

Hey guys it's Val and here is an update. This is fantasy and a little bit of action and horror, and overly very chill.

I have been down this week and there may not be another update in a little. I am feeling sad and alone and it will take a while to bounce back.

Please bear with me. Meanwhile, enjoy this story.

Luv, Val

White hot anger coursed through my veins and I could feel myself nearly exploding with inexplicable frustration. I stared the boy down and he began to shiver with obvious dread at what was going to happen to him. Grumbling and huffing, I backhanded him hard across both cheeks and he stumbled, falling to the hard cement.

"Gerald, how dare you say that to my friend. To hell with your significantly low social intelligence and emotional worth." I kicked him in the shin and he whimpered pathetically. I rolled my eyes at the red blotches that now marked his worthless skin.

Vianna stood behind me. Her makeup was smeared and she had evidently been crying. Gerald had dumped her an hour before prom last week and attempted to tempt me into going with him. Ahem, I wouldn't betray my friend. Therefore he deserves multiple slaps and kicks and punches and will learn to fear the wrath of us girls in due time.

He sprung up and rushed off, never forgetting to look back to make sure I wasn't following. Really? Was I really that intimidating?

I mean, I was tall, at 179 cm, and in year 11. My hair was raven black, like the god Loki that I loved to read about, and my eyes were a piercing ocean blue that somehow didn't come from either of my parents. I didn't really mind though, as I loved blue a lot.

I had a strong build, and excelled at all kinds of sports, especially water sports. It was like the water would support me and pushed me along whenever I wished it, and I had always shrugged it off as a coincidence. I was an average teenager almost adult. I scoffed at people when they said that mythology was real, I didn't believe it for a single minute, I just simply enjoyed indulging myself in reading about it and fantasising about who I would be if I was a god. It wasn't possible, it was only fun.

"Thanks Divinia." Vianna sniffed.

"No problem Vianna, that bastard needed to be put in his place. Shoot we need to get to school, we are going to be late and Principle Kelp is going to kill us."

We both sniggered at the Principle Kelp nickname that we gifted to our headmistress. Her hair was dyed lime green and always shooting straight up. Watching her trying to smooth it down at assembly was so hilarious.

We rushed to school, feet pounding on pavement, greenery a blur around us. We involved ourselves in a running contest, as we were both soccer players and to say that we were overly competitive was definitely not an understatement.

We arrived at the school gates and went down on our right knee at the same time.

"Aw another draw? Divinia when will I ever beat you?" Vianna laughed as we got up.

"Never, Vianna. Same to you." We were chuckling as we waltzed in through the half open gates and crashed straight into someone else.

"Oi, watch where the hell you are walking ladies, or you won't be able to stand." David, the school's baddest and most handsome boy snickered. I stuck out my tongue and he stared for an overly long time. We weren't exactly in the nerdy category anyway. We were in his crowd and he knew it.

Vianna was gawking at David now, and I realised that she was already after a new man. I would leave her to it, I guess. But I would not let this guy crack dirty jokes and get away with it.

With lightening speed, and I could have sworn that I saw blue electricity flowing around me for a brief moment, I slide tackled David to the grass and kicked his shin. A small crack sounded and he bit his lips to stop a scream from coming out of his mouth. I leapt up from the ground and glared at him in a friendly way.

"Oops. Might have a little sprained ankle there. Who can't walk now?" I teased and I could hear Vianna gasp behind me with chortles of her own.

David stood up painfully slowly, and the people around us began to gape at the guy, who grumbled curses and held his painfully sprained ankle. I raised an eyebrow.

"Alright, fine, got it. Won't make any sort of joke again with you Divinia." His gaze was one of coldness this time as I crossed my arms and stood before him.

"Yeah, you won't even try." I replied as he stumbled away with the threads of laughter from our fellow students fading behind him.

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1 week later......

"Oh come on Divinia, let's go to the party." Vianna begged me over video call, her blond hair flying everywhere whenever she turned her head. I sighed.

"Vianna, no, I can't. I have cricket presentation." I showed her my bat, nearly knocking over my phone stand on the side of my desk. Barely covering a cackle, Vianna shook her head.

"Dude you are so committed to sports. Just come for like 5 minutes or something." Vianna tried again, batting her eyelashes.

"Sorry no Vianna. I got player of the year, I need to be there."

"Fine, alright. I shall update you on all the latest gossip." Still bright as ever, Vianna hung up the call after she winked at me, her brown eyes glittering. I exhaled.

It was time to get dressed and get embarrassed to hell. What fun.

I arrived at the tent beside the city beach with only 5 minutes to spare. The coach grumbled something inaudibly and I pretended not to hear her.

I was wearing a baby blue dress that went down to my ankles. My high heels clattered on the ground gracefully as I walked. My hair was tied back in a braid with a classic blue ribbon and I wore no makeup other than some clear lip gloss that highlighted my lips. Fake it till you make it, so the saying goes.

I went up to the foot of the huge stage with blazing lights that faced the audience, who were unsettled on velvet chairs on the beach, in the faint fading light of beautiful candles that sat on small wooden tables that rested between each seat, nestled deep into the sand.

The faint breeze caressed my face, and I revelled in the salty smell of the ocean. It was as if there was a presence there that called me into its embrace every single time I was near. I shook my head clear. It would be my turn soon.

David walked down from the stage, having won the best male soccer player on his team. His grey eyes bore into mine and his leather jacket flapped in the breeze. There was murder in his eyes that I simply decided to shrug off as stupidity on his part. Murder here? Not possible on Poseidon's Trident.

I wasn't sure if it was my imagination or if the ocean rumbled at my reference. It must have been a product of my overused mind.

I flew up and stairs and into the blinding, suffocating light as a thousand parents trained their gaze on me. My parents weren't here, of course. They were always busy, and never had time for me. I had grown to accept that.

I received my golden bat and rushed off the stage after mumbling thank you.The chuckles of the parents were light and hearty, floating after my figure. I walked away from the place without saying anything. I may be popular, but I was really socially awkward.

As I walked, I heard the rustle of a boot behind me and instinctively stopped and tensed up. I glanced behind me and saw something deeply disturbing.

A shadow flanked me, and a glint shone from the hands of the silent person. I shivered as I noticed that it was a knife. The shadow began moving, and morphed into 2 people, both of whom I recognised immediately.

The now imminent moonlight chilled me to my bones as I stared at David and Gerald advancing towards me. Gerald's green eyes were piercing, and he held the knife.

"Who's paying now, Divinia?" He screamed into the cold night air and full on ran towards me.

In that brief moment I gave into my instincts. The ocean called for me, it longed for me, it wanted me to be one with it. As Gerald closed in, I swung the golden bat at his head and didn't hear the satisfying crack it made before I ran full pelt towards the beach.

I could hear Gerald stumbling around behind me, clutching his head. I could hear David screaming to hurry up and just kill me already. I discarded my shoes and sprinted towards the water, which was beginning to swirl in anticipation for my feet.

I plunged into the icy water, gasping at the harsh contact the water had with my feet. It closed around me, and greeted me as if it knew me.

"Get her!" David screamed. The party scattered in fear of the two murderers, and the lights went out.

I heard the whoosh of the air and screamed as the metal landed between my shoulder blades. I fell to the sand and the ocean carried me away.

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I startled awake and the first thing I realised was that I was underwater, and in some kind of grand blue palace. I was breathing and completely dry.

The metal was still stuck between my shoulder blades, except that now I didn't feel the pain. From its hilt grew wings of a blue colour, feathers growing as I marvelled at my stationary state. My hair had turned a classic blue as I brought it in front of my eyes. I flexed my fingers and realised that I wasn't a ghost.

David and Gerald. Anger blinded me and I nearly screamed. But a voice soothed me.

"Little one, you will have your revenge. Time does not pass here."

And none other than Poseidon, the god of the sea, stood before me in all of his glory, with his trident. I felt something appear in my hand. My own trident, glimmering with the gems that layered its spikes.

"Poseidon? How?" I inquired with absolute shock at the god.

"Ah, good question. Divinia, you are the chosen one, the divine, as in your name. Picked by the animals, the plants and the ocean itself. This is why you are different, why you have blue eyes and not black ones. This is why the ocean calls to you. It is inviting you to control and bend it alongside me, little one. And you accepted its call."Poseidon said with conviction.

"I should be dead. Gerald threw a knife straight into my heart." I gestured at the knife still in my back.

"That's part of the process. To be one with the water, you must let it take your body and make a new one for you. As you can see, this is what has happened." He stated, pointing at my wings. I winced.

"Ok then?"

"Well, try it out. You are the princess of the sea now. Bend it."

I pushed my hand and the ocean responded, forming a wave in the water bubble. I thought of a knife and the water formed into the shape and began to solidify. With a click of my fingers it dispersed again.

The edges of my mouth curled up as Poseidon remarked. "Ah you get it. Now you are free to take your revenge."

My eyes became cold. Water swirled around me as I propelled myself up out of Poseidon's palace.

"Be careful, little one. You will rule the oceans now."

And as he disappeared from view, I knew exactly what I was going to do to David and Gerald.

They would pay. The ocean's wrath had been released.