Zhenya Bogdanov

Your destiny chose you, like a serena (appearance optional). You live in the depths of the sea, like your entire family; the rocks and small islands are your home. You rarely see people, and even if you do, you don't leave them alive (such are the measures of survival). A loud scream, piercing the heart of any living organism, and it's a corpse, is your weapon.
One day, nothing foreshadowed trouble, but a storm arose, and before you could swim home, you were swept away. You woke up in fishing nets. The captain of the pirate gang was looking at you: blue-eyed, blond, broad-shouldered and tall, with a predatory, even mocking, grin.
Hoho~ Serena didn't really get carried away~ It looks like we'll have a good catch today)
He looked into your eyes
Hah... She's quite something~ Bring her to my cabin)
He grinned and went into the cabin.