The Queen of Vepoion

The First Siren

“So what’s the story about the sirens?” I ask her as she opens her eyes from the deck and looks at me.

“That may take a while” she says as I smile. “But I’m guessing you still want the story of the dangerous, alluring creature that taunts your wretched men” she answer as I can hear her taunt me through her sheer voice.

“My curiosity doesn’t die easy” I pick as she sighs and rolls her eyes as she walk to the steps by the ships wheel.

“Well..........the story begins not like any other of the fable you’ve heard about it. The real story is something not a lot of people know, I really don’t think you could handle it. It’s.............gruesome to say the least” she says as I can see her trying to push herself to reveal it, but something in her eyes turn darker. Her normally night sky, dark eyes turn darker than oblivion, darker than I’ve ever seen a shade of black.

“I can, the question is can you handle telling it?” I ask her as she stands up and walks to the deck and I find her gaze hit the water.

“I can” she answer as she goes silent and I hear her swallow hard and I figure its something she rather not talk about, a piece she rather forget.

“It all started with two women, and it ended with one. Just one woman that was thrown overboard to fin for herself, by someone she knew, someone she trusted, someone she would have never guess who could be capable of something like this. But nonetheless they were. Grief stricken and betrayed the woman starved herself, she was now cursed. Cursed with something that she once loved that now riddled with her. Banished from her beloved kingdom and cursed with the illest fate one can have..........” she says as she stops and looks to the moon for what seems like confirmation. “Bound to the one place that took her friend under, as something that even the most horrific creature of the land feared, and most of all humans. It’s said that still, part of the wind still calls for her friend, deep into the night and carries into the ocean and that’s what causes your ferocious waves. She’s one of the only of her kind that can shift from human to siren, her voice is one that’s desired by many, but she had something no one else had.” She says as her voice quivers as she stops.

“What did she have?” I ask as she laughs and turns around to face me. As she does I see tears tracing down her face, showered by the moonlight.

“She had the gods. They feared her fierce anger and her song, she was given gifts by the gods. Dosed in all the gifts, some where gold, food and even powers. The first siren was given powers by Hecate and war skills by Athena, a force to be reckoned with. It was said that if she could ever step back on land her whole appearance would change back to the way it was when she was a human girl. Fierce blue eyes and long black hair that she wore half back, and lastly her seashell necklace that was given to her by Poseidon himself when she was five. The curse couldn’t be broken til she finally faced who place the curse on her, and she took what was finally hers” she says as she laughs and wipes the tears off her face. “Sorry, it’s a bit emotional for me. Some dirty siren history nobody likes to remember” she admits as she looks at me and nods her head in embarrassment. “I’m going to bed” she states as she tears her gaze away from mine and marches to the sleeping quarters.

“It couldn’t be, is it?” I ask myself. It could be the first siren but she would be in her fifties by now and have no hope of getting her revenge. “I have to stop!” I warn myself as I stand up from the stair and walk to the deck, I had to let that night go, it was ten years ago.

Ten years ago

As the waves smoothly crash as a lullaby, soothing me to sleep with its unique sound it started. The panicking.

“I SAID PULL UP THE SAIL! COVER YOUR EARS MEN, WE NEED TO GET TO SHORE, ALIVE!!!!” I hear the captain yell as I stand up out of bed and walk onto the deck. That was when the lullaby of the waves became more dangerous, more menacing. And that’s when I saw her.

Through the waves, sitting on a rock. She was surrounded by water, her eyes the most lightest shade of blue, a perfect mix of grey and blue, breathtaking. Her hair soaked down her back, but black, and that was when she saw me.

Through her song and notes her eyes meet mine for a split second. As she sang her song to lure men she saw me.

“Come to me my dearest men, hear through my cries and see the moonlight under the shores of a home. Come to me, into my graces and I’ll show you the mercy of the shores”

She sang through her laughs and suddenly that’s when the men started to drop like flies into the sea and along with them I followed. I followed along to the edge of the deck and was ready for the next note to take me home to the waves, but suddenly just as she began she stopped. She looked at me and stopped, slip right back into the ocean that night and showed mercy on me. That was the day my brown eyes turned blue, a distant mark of the siren and a memory of the mercy she showed to her first and only survivor.

Present day

“Hawk” I hear as suddenly I’m being shaken awake. “Come on, wake up” she says as I roll over on my side and see her in the sunlight. Her beauty doesn’t compare to the rest, her blue hair shining like silk in sunlight and her eyes sparkling with glee.

“What is it?” I ask her from where I’m lying down as she holds her hands out to me and I take it, as I get to my feet and she slightly grins.

“We’re here, where on the shore!” She says as she smiles and I watch it fade quickly and she goes silent.

“Were not anywhere close to Vepoion, we’ll have to walk the rest of the way past the forest into the capital.” I say as she nods and grabs her satchel from the deck. “Let’s go” I say as i throw down the ladder.

“How are we going to conceal the ship? If pirates find it, it’s as good as missing” I say as she smile as she takes her foot and puts its on the sand.

“Easy” she says as she waves her hands in front of the ship and suddenly it disappears into thin air as she throw something into her satchel.

“How’d you do that?” I ask her as she laughs.

“That’s not important” she reaps as suddenly her feet hit hit the grass that separates the forest from the small beach.

Suddenly consumed in seriousness as suddenly her cloak turns light blue, her gown turns white with a golden waistband wrapped around her waist. Her hair draped from her back is black, half down and the rest pulled back by a golden hoop, something only royalty would wear. But lastly, her once midnight black eyes turned lighter til eventually they were revealed the lightest shade of blue, almost grey.

“Your her?.............the first siren” I ask as I’m frozen, the woman who spared my life, her mark, and now she stood in front of me.