The kidnapping

My capture

I fill my lungs fill with water.
Its like normal breathing.

I sense were going 50 mile per hour.
I try to escape .
But its to strong.
I try to change shape but im to freaked.

We go for what seems like centuries.
And it draggs me ashore.

And i get a good look at him.
Tall, Dark hair, Ocean blue eyes, Trident tatoo... Hmmm.

Me: Your Triton
Triton: And your Charleston my captive.
Me: Arent you a son of Poseidon? Im a daughter of Poeidon I am but
Triton:  I dislike Poseidons other... Children.
craptastic.

I look around tropical land.
Crystal waters.
Palm trees.
Regae music.

Jamaica.