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Monster MC May: Jolene the Mermaid

AKA Jolene enters her misandry era.

Yeah I made this for @property-of-diavolo ‘s Monster May event. It kinda got away from me. Jolene is a singer, so my mind went to a mermaid. Totally inspired by the mermaids in pirates in the carribean.

Word count: 2,608. SFW - Mild violence, mentions of nudity, vague suggestive themes.

The heavy fog bounced the light of the two moons evenly across the beach, leaving the sand and sea in a hazy grey glow. The gloom matched Leviathan’s mood; Lucifer knew damn well that Levi had been chomping at the bit to play the new TSL mod for DemonSouls, yet he’d been called to deal with some eMeRgEnCy!!1 at the beach. It must have been a pathetic, useless emergency if they had to call in a pathetic, useless, gross-

“Leviathan! Over here!” Levi jumped at the booming voice. Lord Diavolo was here, too? Maybe there really was an emergency. Levi trudged through the sand to where he and Lucifer stood. Lord Diavolo smiled, still somehow unfairly handsome even as he held back worry. “I’m glad you could come so quickly.”

“What’s going on?” Levi asked, glancing between the two of them.

“It’s Jolene.” Diavolo’s smile faltered and he folded his arms. “She’s run off.”

Levi’s widened. “Fwarh?? What- what happened?”

“There was an… accident involving a bottle of monster essence.” The way Lucifer side-eyed Lord Diavolo explained all needed backstory. His brother sighed before continuing, “Anyway, when it hit Jolene, she seemed to have trouble breathing before teleporting away.”

“And we think she teleported to the sea because ocean water and a fish common to this area spilled into the classroom,” Lord Diavolo said before grinning at Levi again. “That’s why we’ve asked you here. No one else is better suited for the job.”

Levi felt his stomach swirl into a whirlpool. Of course the situation was urgent, 9but Lord Diavolo just said no one else was better suited for the job! What the fuck! “I- arghm- I mean yes sir! You can count on me!”

With a few more words of encouragement, Leviathan jumped into the water. His heavy tail propelled him through cold depths as he scanned the corals and seaweed for any sign of Jolene. Of course, there was every chance she wasn’t here, and he really was useless. Levi felt the urge to heavy sigh, but breathing underwater wasn’t the same as breathing on land. A voice pierced through the water, enveloping him like a silk cocoon. But that clear and mournful tone, he could have recognized it anywhere.

“Jolene?” Levi looked all around him, unable to tell where the haunting melody came from. Jolene swam up from below him and the demon felt his mouth run dry. Her black hair flowed around her like a cloud of ink, a sharp contrast to the white skin of her unclothed body - no, upper body. Beyond her waist, lavender scales knit into her skin until they completely overtook her and fused into a long tail adorned with translucent fins along the edges and the tip. As she sang, she gazed at him with more despair than anyone should ever go through. Levi felt her isolation freeze his bones solid, and he just wanted to help her, show her that someone could love her how she needed. He closed the distance between them and her song softened, just low enough for him to hear. She sang only for him, calling to her one true love. Within arm’s reach, Leviathan reached out and took hold of her shoulders. Jolene cupped his cheeks and pulled him closer, and his eyes shut in anticipation.

A sharp pain stabbing through his neck broke the spell. Levi yelped as her talons dug into his skin. His eyes snapped open, and the sight of her soft face twisted into a gnarled scowl greeted him. The sheer hate in her eyes stole the words from his throat as she dragged him down into the dark abyss below them. Levi only focused on unhooking her claws from his neck. They sank deeper into his flesh, and the scent of his blood began to saturate the water around them. He grabbed both of her wrists and yanked himself free, yelping again as bits of his skin tore away. Was Jolene trying to kill him? As if to answer his question, she wrung one of her hands free and swiped her talons across his face. Reacting on instinct, Leviathan summoned the power of the ocean’s current to sweep her away. Jolene screamed as it pulled her into the abyss. Levi only wanted to put more distance between them, and he shot up to the surface and jumped through the waves as he fled to dry land. In his panic, he only realized he reached the shore when he dive bombed into the sand. He lied there, mind racing from what happened. With sore muscles, Levi pulled himself up from the ground and spat the sand from his mouth.

“Leviathan!” He heard Lucifer call out as he and Lord Diavolo ran his way. When Levi turned to them, they both froze with wide eyes. “What happened?”

“I… I found Jolene…” he said, voice shaking. “She, uh, wasn’t happy to see me. N-not like anyone is ever happy to see me-”

“What was she like?” Lord Diavolo cut him off. “Did he look human?”

Levi shook his head. “No, no she was definitely a mermaid. She sang and…” The memory of her song and the way it drew him in brought chills to his spine. As if to make up for his lack of words, Jolene’s voice rang out all around them. The three demons froze. Levi realized he had overreacted. It was just a scratch, nothing to get his panties in a bunch about! He should apologize for reacting violently and make sure she wasn’t injured. “I’M COMING, JOLENE!”

“No!” Before he could take off running, Lucifer grabbed him by the roots of his hair. Despite Levi’s protests, Lucifer and Diavolo dragged him away from his one true love.

Solomon scowled to himself as he steered the small motorboat out over the ocean. He kept reminding himself that despite the risk of being drowned, he was doing this to help Jolene. That didn’t mean he had to like it. He argued that Barbatos could do the job just as well, but they needed the angel’s blessing to protect them from Jolene’s song. Obviously, that left only Solomon.

Once he got far enough out into the ocean, he killed the engine and looked around. Without the roaring, the sound of the waves slapping against the side of the boat filled the air as he waited. Diavolo issued a temporary ban on going to the beach or in this part of the sea, ensuring that Solomon would be the only one around for miles. He let out a heavy sigh. All Solomon had to do was teleport Jolene to one of the oubliettes in the demon lord’s castle. Leviathan flooded the cell with seawater and Lucifer sealed the only trap door entrance. It was enough to keep everyone safe from Jolene as they figured out how to break her curse. Of course, none of that will work unless Solomon could lure her out to him. He knew of one way to get a mermaid’s attention.

“My heart is pierced by Cupid, I disdain all glittering gold, there is nothing can console me but my jolly sailor bold.”

His song vanished into the air, smothered by the saturation of sea water. The smell of salt filled his lungs. His boat rocked with the waves. He waited.

”His hair as white as cotton, his eyes as grey as stone, my happiness attend him wherever he may roam.”

Solomon froze. Unable to find a hold on his mind, her voice clawed at him, a vicious predator trying to break down a door. The personalized lyrics only amplified his dread. Slowly, he turned around and looked down to the water. Jolene treaded the water, staring at him with an unreadable expression. Solomon took a deep breath; he needed to cast the spell before she decided to capsize his small boat. He muttered the words quickly to open a portal behind her. Upon feeling the pull of the water as it flowed through the portal, Jolene hissed and lunged at Solomon, catching the edge of the boat in one hand. The violent rocking sent Solomon tumbling into the water. Freezing water paralyzed him until he felt the stabbing of talons into his neck. Solomon shrieked out his held breath. Without thinking, the sorcerer summoned every last bit of power within him and focused the raw, unrefined magic to his attacker. Jolene’s hold on his neck broke with a scream that only stopped when the portal consumed her and closed.

With frantic movements, Solomon clawed his way to the surface and gasped in desperate breaths once he emerged. He took a few moments to soothe his burning lungs before swimming back to the boat, thankfully still upright. Once in, he turned on the engine, thankful for the noise drowning out the waves as he returned to shore. If further help was required to rectify the situation, Solomon would gladly help from a distance.

Jolene’s song echoed from her makeshift prison through the dungeons and seeped into the lower levels of the castle. Lucifer - being strong enough to resist her call - sealed the trapdoor to the oubliette with a curse that no demon could open. Even with that protection, Diavolo forbade his staff from going anywhere near the dungeons. While the young lord had other matters to attend to, the seven brothers searched for the remedy to the situation. As it turned out, it wasn’t finding the solution that proved troublesome.

“See, it’s right here!” Mammon held up a book and pointed aggressively to one line. “‘A kiss from a loved one reverses the effects of the monster essence!’”

“Stop holding the book like that,” Satan scolded from the other side of the table. “You’re going to break the spine.”

“Yer just jealous that the Great Mammon found the answer first!” he said with a grin. “And since I’m Jolene’s first, it should be me-”

Lucifer snatched the book from Mammon’s hand. “Jolene’s first what, exactly?” With the unspoken implication shutting the second-born up, he looked over the book. “It does appear that we’ve found our solution. It should be simple from-”

“WAYAAAAAAAWAAAAAAAAAAH!” Leviathan’s wail bounced off the walls as he slammed his head into the table. “I knew it! I knew she could never love a gross otaku like me!” he whined. “I was right there, I was about to kiss her, but she just stabbed me in the neeeeeeeeck!”

“Levi, calm down,” Satan spoke up again. “That might not actually be the case.”

“MIGHT?!” he repeated with even further indignation.

“Listen!” Satan snapped at his brother’s interruption. “I’ve been reading up on mermaids. Some believe they’re the spirits of the women who were thrown into the sea because it was considered bad luck to have a woman on a ship. Now the mermaids take revenge by using their song to lure men in and drown them.” He shut his book and looked up at the others. “And I think it’s safe to assume as far as she’s concerned, we’re all men to be drowned.”

“So Jolene is not likely to let any of us kiss her,” Lucifer added, folding his arms. “Well, does anyone have any other ideas?”

After a few moments of silence, Satan spoke up again. “I think I do.”

“Thanks for being able to come so quickly,” Satan said as he drove to the demon lord’s castle.

“Mmm, I’m more curious about why you need my help.” Thirteen sat in the passenger seat, fiddling with the air conditioning just to fiddle with it. “Still haven’t said I would help.

Satan let out a slow, deep breath from his nose. “Well, it’s about Jolene. She needs some help getting back to normal.” After a brief explanation, the reaper burst out laughing.

“Oh man, that’s hilarious!” She wiped an exaggerated tear from her eyes. “You guys are really shit out of luck on this one, right?”

“Well, you know the situation now. Are you going to help?” he asked, briefly looking her way.

“Yeah, sure, whatever.” Even as Satan looked away, Thirteen focused on keeping herself nonchalant. She’d cleaned up her fair share of shipwrecks, and the few mermaids she saw never paid her any mind, the mermaid thing wasn’t the problem. Breaking the curse involved a kiss from a loved one, but what if it didn’t work? What if this was how Thirteen found out that she cared for Jolene more than Jolene cared for her? The thought sickened her. To soothe herself, Thirteen turned to the window controls and rolled the window down and up and down and up and down, wondering how long it would take until Satan snapped at her.

Thirteen stood at the edge of the trapdoor. The seal only affected demons, she wouldn’t have a problem opening it. She almost didn’t want to try and instead run off back to her old ways where she wasn’t bound to anyone. The only thing keeping Thirteen in place was the sound of Jolene’s voice coming from below. The mermaid’s song had no magical effect on the reaper, but Jolene’s certainly did. That stupid, squishy squishy human had an iron grip on Thirteen’s stone heart. The only thing worse than learning Jolene really didn’t care for her was the thought of her being stuck in that dark cell forever. Thirteen lifted the trap door and let it fall open with a loud thud on the stone floor. Jolene’s singing stopped, filling the dungeon with an eerie silence.

“Hey, Jo, you in there?” Thirteen peered into the oubliette. What little light reached the water bounced off and reflected against the stone walls. After a moment, Jolene emerged from the water and looked up at her. Thirteen couldn’t help but smile. “There you are. What are you doing in a place like this?”

Jolene only stared up at her, not saying anything. Thirteen didn’t expect a response, and since the oubliette was so deep, there wouldn’t be any kissing unless she went in. After taking off her boots and untying the jacket around her hips, she used the rope ladder to climb down. The light from the dungeon seemed brighter as she descended further into the stone abyss. Maybe she should trap that sham of a sorcerer in here with Sherry the Blue Shark. Once her foot hit the top of the water, Thirteen let go and jumped in.

“Oh this is disgusting!” she yelled. The water was murky from the dirt and grime of the prison. “I can’t believe they’re making you live like this!”

Jolene giggled, a small sound that barely sounded over the lapping water. Thirteen found herself grinning back. How was that smile so damn infectious, even more than that one plague she had to clean up? Slowly, Thirteen swam closer, closing the distance between them.

“C’mon, you want to get out of here, right?” she said, keeping her voice soft. “The two of us can go get some sweets from Madame Scream’s and go to that spot by the lake? I got a better picnic blanket so the rocks won’t dig into your back.” They inched closer. The water swirled around her legs as Jolene’s powerful tail kept her afloat. Gently, Thirteen cupped her cheek and when Jolene didn’t pull away, she leaned in for a kiss. Their lips met. Just like every time before, the world felt a bit warmer, a bit brighter. The push of the water weakened, only stirred by Jolene’s legs. When they pulled apart, Jolene blinked and looked around.

“What… what the fuck…”

Thirteen couldn’t help but laugh. “I’ll fill you in later. C’mon, let’s get out of here.”

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