under a different sea
(aka what if the little mermaid fell in love with the sea witch)
The Sea Witch from The Little Mermaid was nothing more than a greedy, evil woman who wanted power for herself and misery to befall the mermaid.
Nah, misogynistic, and honestly, boring and predictable.
Seriously Disney, pick a new tune.
The Sea Witch was a neutral party who simply granted the mermaid's wishes. She even included a caveat so that the mermaid could return to the sea even after the prince spurned her—telling her to reconsider.
But the princess chose to turn to seafoam rather than bathe in the blood of her beloved.
Morbid and kinda heartbreaking but Hans Christian Anderson wrote this in the aftermath of a friend's marriage: wallowing in his own misery so what else could one expect?
Here's the thing: The Sea Witch was a woman of great power.
Even the King of the Seven Seas feared her.
Women in power often get vilified.
We call her Ursula, but that was the name of the prince's beau, the one who won his favour over Ariel.
The old tales simply refer to her as the Witch.
But there's a name that mortal minds have forgotten—one that suits someone who rose from the hydrothermal vents and can control entire ocean currents with a lazy wave of her tentacle.
Maya.
Magic.
Maya is a Sea Witch. She has no traditional parents, but rather coalesced from the heart of the seven seas and arose from the vicious stream of the underwater volcano in a haze of ink.
Her power is great and everything she does comes with a price.
It is the way of the sea—nothing is ever free.
While Maya is magic, sparks and lightning flowing through her veins like holy fire, there is only so much she can do against the natural order.
So she waits in her lonely corner of the kingdom.
Eventually, she gains companions: great long moray eels with wickedly sharp teeth and even sharper humour.
They make the days feel less empty.
She's perfectly happy being left alone other than the vague: "Make an evil shark eat my ex's entire brood!" or "I win the hand of one of the princesses!" or god forbid "Please teach me your beguiling Sea Witch ways!"
Acantha and Surena (her beloved eels) eat the first kind, chase away the second and Maya hits the third with a memory spell that leaves them drooling messes caught in a sea drift.
Maya is set in her routine. It's hard being a Sea Witch and maintaining the steady equilibrium of seven different seas! She kinda wishes that the ocean would pop another kid from the volcano brewing in the Western seas but the last three such events hadn't bred any results so she wasn't really expecting much.
Shame.
She would have made a good older sister.
So Maya's brewing a potion that would increase the zooplankton because the blue whales were being hunted down (she had another cauldron with paralytic poison brewing at the back, one that would take care of those nasty hunters) when a cheery voice calls out: "Hello, is anyone home?"
Maya rolls her eyes. Real original.
She really hopes it's one of the first kind bastards because she needs to feed her girls.
Speaking of:
"Boss," hisses Acantha, needle teeth on display. "There's a pretty girl out front waiting for you!"
"You need to get out more," agrees Surena, whacking Maya's shoulder with the end of her tail.
"If she wants to be an apprentice—" says Maya threateningly, letting ink bloom around her.
"Pshaw," says Acantha, curling around her waist, the junction where deep purple fades away to light blue. "I think you'll be surprised."
"Fine," says Maya with a pout. They gang up against her too much. "I'll check it out."
"I can't make princesses fall in love willy-nilly, y'know—" begins Maya, exiting her cave with a flourish. "No matter what you knuckleheads seem to think."
There's a shrill squeak and Maya follows the sound.
"Oh fuck," she says, eyes still on her guest. "How have I pissed off the Big Guy this time?"
Because floating in front of Maya is Princess Ariel, the youngest daughter of the king.
Well, at least Acantha was right when she said pretty.
.
Ariel is pretty.
If you're thinking pale ivory skin, light green tail, a coin-sized waist and a fucking sea shell bra then you are sorely mistaken.
Like seriously, who the hell wants to wear a crab's home on their boobs?
And contrary to popular belief, girls need to eat too.
The only common denominator is the red hair, but even that's not what most are familiar with.
We should start from the beginning.
Years ago, King Triton of the Seven Seas fell in love with Athena.
She was—cue scandalous gasp—a commoner.
Triton himself was royal blood, a humpback of ye olden days—stoic and dignified.
Athena though—she was a tetra.
And she gifted her blinding neon beauty to all seven of her daughters.
And Ariel, Athena's beloved Ari, was a Cardinal.
Her tail was a brilliant fiery red, with a streak of iridescent blue scales down one side.
While Athena and some of her daughters had rich brown skin, Ari's was golden, a blend of both her parents.
And her hair, a stunning shade of coral red, was streaked with a deep ocean blue just above her right temple.
Pretty honestly didn't do her justice.
Ari turns her glowing blue eyes, just like her father's, towards Maya who groans dramatically.
"Nothing!" insists Ariel sweetly, and Maya knows better than to believe that.
"Yeah right. What do you want?"
Ariel takes a deep breath.
"I want to go to the human world."
"I'm sorry," says Maya, dread flowing through her veins. This is going to be a disaster. "You want to go where?"
.
Okay, so Ari has entered this whole 'make a bargain with a Sea Witch' with a skewed perspective.
To be fair, no one really talks about her in the Palace, and whatever rumours Ari has heard painted her as a gluttonous monster who had wicked minions that liked to hunt down her enemies.
So Ari does the sensible thing and carries a harpoon strapped to her back.
Like Mama always said, be kind but ready to stab a bitch if necessary.
But Acantha and Surena are so sweet, and Ari has started to doubt everything she had ever heard.
And then the Sea Witch enters.
"Her name's Maya," Surena had mentioned ever so helpfully.
And Ari knows then and there that all the blather she had ever heard about Maya was born out of jealousy.
Because honestly, everyone and their mother knew how powerful the Sea Witch was.
Add a voluptuous figure with striking, gravity-defying white hair that curled around Maya's face, her inky purple tentacles and her eyes: an eerie burning green like greek fire on water; no wonder people felt inadequate.
"I can't make princesses fall in love willy-nilly, y'know," says Maya casually, and Ari wants to laugh because she definitely can.
If Ari's sisters were here, they would be having trouble picking up their jaws from the seabed.
.
Maya rubs her forehead.
This whole thing is exhausting.
"Okay, start from the beginning?"
Ariel—call me Ari, the only person who calls me Ariel is Dad when he's mad—Ari, hums.
"I collect mortal things," she says, rummaging around the knapsack at her waist and pulling out—a fork? "A seagull told me they use this to comb hair but that doesn't seem right."
Maya rolled her eyes. "Seagull brains are ninety per cent feather what did you expect? It's a fork, it's used to eat."
"Oh!" said Ari, examining the rusty metal with newfound gusto.
"Get to the point—"
"Right, so remember the storm the other day?"
Maya scoffs. Remember the storm?
It had taken a whole fucking lot of effort to calm down Squidward, the giant Kraken living in the trench next to the Capitol. The last thing she wants is for the humans to launch a manhunt for him.
He's kinda grumpy but no sea creature under her protection was going to be hunted.
"Yes," says Maya tersely.
"Yeah, I might have snuck out that day—"
"Of course you did."
Winter is fast approaching, which meant Queen Athena has made her annual voyage to the Southern Seas. And everyone knew that the King knew jack-shit about corralling his children.
"A ship got wrecked in the storm."
"They're made of wood, not really durable in thunderstorms in the middle of the sea. So, you looted it or something?"
Maya hopes she found some of those loose leaves that humans boiled and drank. Tea, that's what it was. You couldn't find that stuff underwater.
Boiled seaweed didn't really taste appealing.
"No!" says Ari, appalled by the very thought.
How her mother was Queen Athena, who met King Triton after successfully stealing the Deep Sea Pearl straight from the royal coffers, Maya would never know.
"Then?"
"I..." The rest of her sentence was an incoherent mumble.
"Speak up," says Acantha, and Ari startles like she forgot that Maya's eels were there.
"I might have saved the prince's life?" says Ari sheepishly and Maya resists the urge to facepalm.
She knew it was going to be some bullshit.
"And what, now you want legs to go see if he remembers you or something?"
"Well, I just wanted to explore? And the prince owing me a life debt seems like a good place to start."
"It's not some love at first sight bullshit, is it?" Please, please don't be love at first sight bullshit.
Maya would hate to explain to Queen Athena why her daughter doesn't remember a week of her life.
Triton can go suck a cuttlefish.
"I don't think so?" says Ari and that's not very promising.
Maya tips back her head and groans.
150 notes
·
View notes