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Chapter 4: To Jerusalem and Where it began.
Morning settled and everyone prepared to travel. Miriam and her children; excluding Yeshua, packed their belongings and had food ready to be eaten if needed. But with them going back to Nazareth, it shouldn't take no more than three days, four tops. They waited until the new traveler; Kitra had gotten better from her illness. During that time, Yeshua and his few disciples spoke to anyone who was willing to listen about the teachings and God. At first, it was as little as five or seven people gathering to listen. But eventually a larger group of ten to fifteen came, ears open. It took a full week for her to get back her strength and health. A full week of Yeshua explaining what his mission was, of talking when everyone else was sleep. This was nothing to him, he loved to talk. Yeshua enjoyed company; he was not the type to be alone very long.
Miriam tried to talk Kitra into wearing traditional Hebrew clothing, seeing, as she was in fact a Hebrew woman. Kitra refused, repeatedly, she was more comfortable in the clothes she wore when she arrived to Israel. No matter how many times Miriam would warn her that she was not in Rome that this wasn't okay, Kitra rudely ignored her. She walked away and got ready to go to Jerusalem. During the travel, the older woman kept her distance from the new girl. Even when they had stopped to eat and rest for a while, she did not bother with her. Yeshua noticed and went straight to his mother. She and his sisters, a few maidservants were chatting about. Talking of many things. Politely he wished to talk to his mother. "My son, is something the matter?" Miriam questioned. "No," shaking his head, the wool head covering falling off him and resting on his shoulders, "I never have known you to ignore a woman. With Mariam and the others, you welcomed them warmly. With her," Yeshua frowned, "what's the matter?" Miriam pouted her lips then adjusted her own head covering to keep the sun out of her eyes, "I have tried, but she is the one who is rude. She may have been in Rome but she still knows our traditions." Miriam took her sights off her son and at the girl who sat near the well, waving her hand in the air. "But then again," she said in a lower tone, "who knows what she's seen over there." pursing her lips to the side, she told her son she would try again. ... "Come on..." Kitra leaned deeper into the well. Trying to lift what water that was there up to her. A few inches away, there it was. The bucket for the well was broken and Andrew and Simon-Peter were in the middle of making a new one. The rope had snapped from the previous users. "Almost-" "Kitra?" Surprised, the water was dropped back down into the bottom of the well making a rather large splash sound. Turning around, she was met those endearing brown eyes. "What?!" She sounded irritated. He helped her out of the well, "if you're going to be with us. You need to be...more-" "More what?!" Kitra narrowed her eyes at Yeshua. "Not that." He pointed at her, "for someone who seems to be happy they're back, you don't act like it." She smacked his hand away, "I am happy, very happy! Just..." Kitra puffed her cheeks and looked away. "My mother is," Yeshua stopped himself and shook his head. He didn't bother finishing and that was the point. Kitra saw how disappointed he looks and released the air that she captures in her cheeks. As he walked away, telling everyone to get ready to get going, the girl sighed. Thinking back to earlier, she had to admit, she was unpleasant when all Miriam tried to do was help. In addition, if her mother ever knew that she would upset as well. Kitra sat near the well, looking at the desert ground underneath her sandals. "If only they knew...".Six years earlier.
I hate it here! I wanna go home! Kitra threw herself on the bed. It's been year and she was miserable. Granted she wasn't the whole time but after what she witness. After she started to let herself open up. She glanced up at the open window with her tear stained face. The night air blew in; it had a view of the sea. Wiping her face, she came to a choice. Kicking off her sandals, she got up and ran out her room. Guards were walking around the area, speaking to one another. Either about their family or taxes or whatever else men chatted about. Slipping by them, she hurried to the side gate that servants used. This guy she was betroth to was very rich. She often wonders where it all came from. Either way, she wasn't staying here. After leaving the household completely, she walked down the surprisingly crowded streets. There was a group of people gathered around, Kitra got a little side tracked and looked at the attraction. There were five boys all playing instruments she never seen before. Three girls were singing, but one girl was stealing the show. People dropped a few coins into a small cup. The center girl had braided black hair and these bright green eyes. Almost like hers, but just green-er. Her clothes looked like the typical Roman clothes everyone else wore. Just a soft blue color. -There's no way you can be who you say you are. The song sounded so sad but powerful, she stood there for a minute. Just listening, she actually liked it. It was so different; she thought was the only one. Who wrote songs based on emotions and not about praising. Still, that fact did not change anything. Kitra and the girl caught each other's sights. The girl gave a small smile. Kitra did not. The Hebrew woman left as the girl sung, -Have I changed so drastically? Moments had passed, Kitra sat on the edge of a rather large cliff. The tides of the ocean angrily sit the base of the earth. Its how she felt. So angry. So uncontrollable. She felt so stupid to fall for such things. She took her hair from the ponytail and let it fall over her shoulders. She had nothing more to live for. Why? She was never going to see her family. She would be stuck with a man who had multiple concubines. She would be unhappy. Was this life? Is this what her God had intended for her? Again, she shed tears; the makeup on her face bled everywhere. Dark black lines smeared under her eyes. The lip coloring fading. Finally, after hours, she smiled. She didn't know why, but she did. Kitra stood up, she may have not picture her life this way, but she could choose to end it. And she'll end it in the one place she loved more. At least in death, she could be free like the ocean she admires. With one flawless step, Kitra let herself fall into the arms of the roaring waters. Silence. There was nothing but silence. Kitra opened her eyes; she saw nothing but dark blue emptiness. Is this Hell? She knew not to kid herself, taking your own life. What spot was there in Heaven for that? Kitra blinked, she did not see or hear anything. However, a throbbing pain on her chest begged to differ. Wrapping her arms around herself, she rubbed her stomach. She was not on any ground, just floating. It was quite a strange feeling. She attempted to move her legs. That's strange...she thought. It didn't feel like her legs. She looked down; her eyes must be still adjusting because her legs didn't look like legs. It looked like a...AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! She screamed in her head. "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"Kitra screamed, bubbles flew everywhere around her. Suddenly, she clasped her hands over her mouth. She didn't die. She's just under water. She tried to go to the surface, but ended up colliding into some rocks. Kitra looked at her 'legs' again. It was attached to her. A fish looking end part. With a bright color of pink and some hints of yellow. When she tried to move her legs again, the tail flickers about. Her eyes widen. She wanted to breathe but she could not. Her heart raced so much at this point. If it could not get worst, she heard weird noises coming from the right of her. She saw a girl about her age swim to her. Her mouth moved but a new language spill from her lips. How can she do this? Wh-What is going on? The girl reached for Kitra but the frighten girl moved. Confused the girl spoke again, it wasn't until she realize it was the same girl who was singing. Kitra even more scared attempted to swim off but again crashed into some rocks. The strange girl worried, swam over to her, grabbing her arms. Kitra fought to get free from this girl. This strange and unnatural creature. Wait. Kitra was the same! Except this girl's tail was a dark green. Her black hair became entangled with Kitra's golden brown hair. Out of nowhere, the girl moved her hands and kissed Kitra. Unable to register this with her mind, Kitra's eyes rolled into the back of her head and went limp. "Shusssh!" "You can't bring her here! She's-" "She's one of us!" "But mother!" "Mother will understand! Besides, I couldn't leave her out there." "I had nothing to do with this!" "Coward!" a pause, "Oh...hey...there." The girl looked at Kitra, who was waking. "You kind of passed out back there. Don't worry, you're at my house." "Uhhh? Huh?" Kitra struggled to speak. She looked around, the room she was in. "Wh-where am I?" That was when she noticed her hair floated all around her. Kitra waved her hand a few times; bubbles were created and then disappear. Kitra quickly held her hands over her mouth, she was underwater, and she could drown any minute. The green-eyed girl shook her head and smirked, "honey, do I have news for you." ... "So what happen to this King?" Kitra asked as they swam through a courtyard. Nicola, the name of this girl-er half girl at least, lived near a palace. She was taking Kitra through the palace to show her around. "Well, the kingdom thinks he's dead. But my mom swears he's alive." Nicola told her, she showed Kitra a statue of the King. Kitra looked at it; it was so weird how their world was so similar to hers. Just under the ocean. The statue had the image of their King holding a staff and he stood proud. It was so detailed. From the strands of his hair to the tones of his muscles. "So..." Nicola crossed her arms over her bare chest, "I dunno, but my mom has this feeling. And even if he was dead, there's his heir." "Heir?" She nodded, "yeah, but that's tough to prove because as far as I've been told. There's not a Queen. So if he had an heir, we'd know about it." "How does your mother know...or thinks she knows?" "They were close, I mean she was his advisory, but they were friends. I asked if she loved him, and she said at one point but he fell in love with some other woman. I dunno. My mom's a bit crazy sometimes." Nicola explained. Kitra looked at the statue again. This was still so shocking to her; moments ago, she was taking her own life away. Just to learn there was another side of her. So much more. A mermaid! Of all things. Who would've imagine? Nicola explained a lot to Kitra. About the culture and laws, clothing was not worn here. No one was ashamed of his or her nudity; the males were cover more than the women were. When Nicola explained, Kitra made a shock face that caused her new friend to laugh. The food and pass times. She explained that every merfolk is musical gifted. From singing to song writing to instruments. Some could do more. Like these abilities, some merfolk could control the winds, the water, or earth. She said it helped their lives better. Like building homes or shops, furniture. Nicola said she could move the earth above and below water. Something her mother can do. While her brothers and sisters some could move the air. Some couldn't at all. But you never know. The girl also told her most were natural born healers. They could help rid a merperson or human of sickness. But there were others who would wreak havoc on the surface. Creating storms and luring human men to kill them. But some didn't know better. Like her mother before meeting her father, she almost killed her human lover because she didn't know he could not breathe underwater. Kitra had asked if merpeople and humans got along, Nicola told her that sometimes they do or don't but a merfolk was never allow to tell a human about their true self or they would be cursed. Humans had to find out on their own. She also said they mated as well, but it was done above water anything underwater was merely for pleasure. The green-eyed girl also told her that when a mermaid became pregnant she could not return to the sea until the birth of the child. Then afterwards the newborn must be introduced to the sea. It see if it will adapt to both human and mer life. If not the child died. Kitra was shocked by this but that was their ways. If the father was a merman, the chances of the child surviving increased. However, if the mer parent was the mother, it decreased. That was when Nicola lifted her left hand and showed Kitra a gold bracelet with two chains attached to a ring. On the bracelet was a white gemstone. Adore with many miniature gems. The gem on the ring was white as well. Kitra admire it so much. "See, this is the Charm of Purity. Every mermaiden is permitted to wear this to prove she is a virgin. See, we take it seriously here too. The gem, well that's called the Innocence Stone. Its white color proves we have not lain with neither mermen nor human. But will change to the color of our takers tail, to show who has taken us." Nicola explained, "It's usually passed down from generations but...I know I saw an extra one somewhere in the castle." Nicola grabbed Kitra's arm and swam through the halls of the kingdom. "Is this allowed?" "No. But as long as we don't get caught." Nicola laughed. "Nicola what if a wom-I mean maiden were to lay with a human?" Kitra asked. "Oh...well I think the stone turns into your own tail color." Nicola said a little unsure. "I just can't believe you never knew you were part mermaid! I mean, well, you're not dead so one of your parents must've-" "Neither of my parents. I mean, I never seen them in the water. But..." They stopped, Nicola turned around. "Neither...hmm, maybe you're adopted." She suggested, before sneaking into a room. Nicola forced Kitra to come in. "This is a storage room. I usually come in here to see what no one will miss. But...ah ha!" She grabbed a decorative box and gave it to Kitra. "I'm sure no one will mind, but-" she opened in the box. Kitra was in awe over the gold bracelet and ring jewelry. The gem on the bracelet was black though as well as all of the gems. "Is it dirty?" Nicola took it out the box and asked Kitra to raise her left hand, "No, it's just no one as worn this yet. It was like after it was made, they just put it in storage!" She shook her head and clasped the bracelet on Kitra's wrist and the ring on her middle finger. The gold vibrated on her skin and adjusted to her size. The gem glowed brightly before settling on a white coloring. Nicola smiled, "Still a virgin are we?" She jokingly teased. "That's new, because I've seen most human women our age already bearing children." "How does that work with...our kind?" Kitra had a difficult time saying it. "Um, weddings, mates?" Nicola blinked in surprise. "When we fall in love. That's how." They began to leave the room, "there's no betrothal?" "What? Um...whatever that is, no. I mean, we don't choose husbands and wives. When let our hearts pick. Old fashion, or crazy call it what you may but I've seen a lot of happy couples down here. Basically, if our spirits tells us that 'hey, this is your soul mate!' We go to them. Our kind as made it through all these years so we're not doing it wrong. Not that what humans do is wrong, it is different. But hey...to each one's own, right?" Nicola said. The two of them exited the palace, sneaking pass a few mer-guards; who were armored and had weapons. The young teens quickly swam over to the gates; Kitra had trouble keeping up with Nicola. The mermaid grabbed Kitra by the hand and dragged her to town. A town, which looked very much, likes any other town. It had homes, shops, vendors, even those who were selling jewelry and items from the surface world. Kitra's eyes lit up, never had she been so amaze by anything in her life. "If you think this is amazing, just wait." "Wait til what?" Kitra asked. "You'll see." Nicola said in a singsong voice, and then they both flicked their tails and headed into town. ... The next few years were not so bad. I had a place I could go to. I learned about myself in a way no one can compare to. A thing about myself, where I understand why I felt different but never knew why. But a part of me is scared, we tried to find records of my birth in the kingdom's records but nothing came up. They had names of every merchild born, with their parents name registered and the year. Even though this part of me, I was learning, there was still the other half of me. I always saw myself as a Hebrew, a child of God. But what if, what I am not? What if it turns out my mother was a mermaid, what would I do then? I wouldn't be Hebrew anymore, I would lose a part of myself. That's all I've ever known. But then why would my parents abandon? What was wrong with me? All these questions and more came through my mind day in and day out. Just as I was excited and happy, I became more sad and confused. I don't understand. Why am I going through this? I don't even know who to talk to anymore my God or the Goddess these merfolks worshipped? And then the idea of marriage frighten me more, even if I were to find someone, would he even accept me for everything I am? If I am worth anything? Again, I felt alone.A soft touch woke her up, "Hey...we're here." Again the touch shook her.
Kitra woke up; she had falling asleep on the donkey. After Miriam and her children stayed in Nazareth, she was quite tired of walking. There was rest in Cana, were they stopped by her parents for a few minutes before having to leave again. Yeshua and Eri exchanged a few words before they left. She wanted to know what they said but the look Yeshua gave her shortly after, it made her not want to. Sitting up on the donkey a fabric fell off her shoulders. Looking at it, she grabbed it from behind her and held it in her hands. "What's this for?" she asked, Andrew was walking a long side her. He was a few years older than she was, "Rabbi put that on you, the sun was burning up and you have all that gold and little clothes." Andrew looked at her, "he's taking a liking to you." Kitra rubbed her eyes before playing with her curly hair, "so? I thought he was like that with everyone." Andrew nodded, "yes, that is true. I suppose I was just taking it out of context." Andrew said quietly. "Then again, I may not have known him a long time, but you're the first I have seen where he stayed by your side during your sickness." Andrew added that before walking ahead and catching up to his older brother. Kitra scoffed and rolled her eyes, she knew it was nothing more than Yeshua just playing his part. His talks about being this and doing that. That's his nature and so what? It didn't mean anything. She looked at him, guiding the group into the Holy City. A smile on his face as he chatted to Peter. She noticed his skin was a little red, probably from the heat. Kitra looked at the material in her hands. Idiot...Authoress Notes:
I update on random, sorry if I seem like I'm skipping some things, I'm not trying to. But I just go home a few hours ago and I'm stuck with nothing to do. Except write, I can't force the recovery process to hurry up. If I could, I would 100% right now. lol. I hope this chapter didn't disappoint! I'm not sure if anyone will get it, but when Kitra explained that she was afraid to 'lose herself', this is what she meant, she would have to pick one or the other...(omg, you see where this plot is going XD? ) not both. Because, well if mermaids were real and it turned out your spouse was one, that would be a little...odd. I mean I know in these times, that would be the coolest thing in the world! But in those times were myths and legends were 'real', no. And somethings about mermaids are from myths and some I made up for the purpose of this story. :DWhile AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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