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"Technically she's not my wife but I have all intensions on marring her" Aqua chuckled to herself

"That girl? It was that girl wasn't it?" The King asked

It was only then did her memory climb it's way towards her mind, Aqua's eyes then narrowed as she gave a death glare towards her father

"What did you do to her" Aqua hissed

"I...." was the only thing the man said

The length of Aqua's eyes increased as they went wide, the tension in her jaw released but was then placed into her knuckles. She clenched her fist as she leaped forward, charging towards the man.

"WHAT DID YOU DO!" She hissed as her hands clapped down around the man's neck

He sucked in a breath when his daughter's hands gripped his throat, pressing hard onto the bones in her neck. A stinging pain travelled through his body when her thumb sunk down and her nails pierced at his flesh.

The guards charged forward but he gave them a glare him his eyes, mentally telling them to back down.

"I-I I'm sorry" the king whispered, Aqua's brows stitched together when the rolled left his mouth.

Sorry? He's never said he's sorry since the day she learned how to blink.

Her grip on his throat then relaxed as she slowly pulled away, hovering on front of the man

"Is she okay?"

"I.. I would think so" he said

"what the FUCK DID YOU DO TO HER!"

"I... Hit her on her head with the base of my trident. The last I saw was her on the ground, she wasn't bleeding" the king said

It felt as if the world went numb and silent when Aqua took in the information. Her heart pounded in his chest and her hearing went silent

She didn't care how many times the man tried to strike her or how little he cared about her but she drew the line when it came to Beverly. She vowed never to let anyone hurt her, no matter who it was.

Aqua's fist collided with his cheekbone, flaying his neck backward like a willow caught in the wind. As he stumbled, he nearly fell over his throne, rubbing his cheek with his palm. Her action certainly took him by surprise.

Her body was jolting with a new vigor, an untapped rage that was boiling up from her stomach, to the rest of her body. She felt hot. Aqua didn't even notice her fists were clenching until blood came back on them

A sudden gush of pain jolted throughout the king's body. His stomach ached, his arms lost tension and his fins began to weaken and he dropped to the ground. His tongue was soaked in the taste of blood. Bruised and winded, with a fin in agony.

Aqua never came looking for a fight, she never expected to be punching the shit out of the king of Atlantis. She was a pacifist by nature, but no-one stood back and allowed the love of their life be injured unless they are a defective moron.

Not a single guard move a muscle or flapped a fin, most were frozen in place by the fact that the Princess was pounding the actual shit out of her father while the rest knew that the king didn't want saving.

But what threw Aqua off the most was the fact that her father didn't fight back. He was the most powerful being underwater, he literally had his trident in his hands. Why wasn't he fighting back?

"Do something!" Aqua spat

"No" He said while still laying flat on the ground

"You hit my fucking girlfriend, stand up and fight me like the sexist man you are!" Aqua yelled

The king's green eyes met hers from below, his eyes seemed so empty to Aqua. He shook his head at the girl as if he was refusing to give in. It just drove her anger even more.

Her fist was slamming into the man's face while he sunk into his stomach. Blood pooled in his mouth as he gagged.

All of her anger, all of her frustration she's ever had was being poured into her fist and colliding with every inch of her father's skin

For years she's lived in pain, in so much fucking agony. She's gone days in fear of being neglected by her own blood. That fear became a reality and he didn't care.

He didn't care about her goddamn feelings, he didn't care if she woke up every morning. He just didn't care and it drove Aqua crazy.

When someone lives in hell for years, they're bound to explode at some point.

And this point was now. The thickness of the water wasn't holding her back as she slammed her fist furiously into his stomach, watching his muscles clench and his veins become visible as he tried to fight to pain that was spreading through every inch of his body.

He knew he deserved it. It wasn't close to the punishment he deserved but he wanted her to take out every single level of anger she had built up and unleash it.

At this point, he didn't care if he survived. He knew he failed as a king, he failed as a man but most importantly, he failed as a father.

Aqua growled and threw herself at him, changing direction at the last minute. The blood hummed in her veins as determination and anger took over.

Aqua's eyes flickered black and adrenaline coursed through her veins, mixing with the anger within. Her father was flattened on the ground, blood gushing from the open wounds that slit on his body.

His mangled lip and obviously broken nose were caked in dried blood, congealed and cracked. The now browning blood had drizzled down his face like so much rain down a window pane and flowed with the water of the ocean.

She gripped the golden trident and held it high, to have such power in the hands of Aquamarine was deadly. The tip of the trident gave of a green glow as it faded and came back powerful, her hands trembled as she held the weapon. The power of the trident was coursing through her body as she held it high. Walls started to shake, the temperature started the change, the weather started to form into a messy grey cloud above water.

One land, the gulls were tossed paper in the storm that was being caused by the trident in Aquamarine's hand, flashes of white in the grey, tumbling as they struggle against the gale. The sea rose as great mountains, anger in the form of water, turbulent and unforgiving.

On the sea, the sailors tried to prepare for sudden, violent storms, but the worst was happening with no warning, total darkness prevailed as clouds thickened and the sky was stricken, blotting out the moonlight and stars.

The wind arose to push the still waters to choppy, which morphed into mountains of angry waves. The sailors struggled to get the sails down, and to tie them off. They slipped on the rain soaked deck.

There was no mercy in the wind, no grace in the waves, only wrath and tempest. The air was thick with a briny mist, Aqua felt the power of the sea under her fingertips, she'd never felt such power, such control, such sadistic emotions in her life as she held the trident.

Her eyes darkened and lowered towards her father on the ground, her hand gripped the trident even more and lowered it towards his face, the storms from above dove down into the sea.

The wind that had pushed against the ships on the water had reached down underwater, not playfully but with gathering strength, saw no reason to dwindle. The air became thick with salt, carried by a gale that could only sing a single note.

It was a sea storm that was underwater, promising nothing but hardship and tale of recovery for the mermaids below that made it out with their skin. The entire Atlantis had a dark cloud gathering around the entire kingdom, rocking the walls of the castle.

The guards dashed out of the ball room, leaving the father and daughter behind so they could save themselves. It was unlike anything they've ever seen.

No one would have thought that little weak Aquamarine would produce that much power. Well the fishes thought wrong.

A smirk pulled across her face as she held the trident even closer to her father's head, sticking it in the middle of his forehead. A pair of eyes watched her from the door before they barged into the room

"Aqua! What are you doing!?" Megan yelled

Aqua tilted her head back as she left out a throat laugh that was holding back

"I'm going to filet the bitch"