Stiles scrambled onto the shore, coughing up saltwater, trying to suck as much oxygen into his poor deprived lungs as he could. He still wasn't totally positive how he was even alive right now, given that about five minutes ago, something had been actively trying to drown him.

Werewolves, werejaguars, evil fox demons...he really shouldn't be this freaking surprised that mermaids were real, too, or that they were assholes.