♆𝕴 𝕹𝖊𝖊𝖉 𝕬 𝕸𝖎𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖑𝖊♆

The other sirens thought she was weak. Too soft.

They declined her. So she went on her own.

And then she met him.

He was lost at sea- his boat had flipped and he almost drowned.

She swam down and pulled him up to the surface, fortunately there was a rock nearby that she and the strange man she just saved could rest on.

She checked his pulse- it was weak but he was alive. That was what mattered most.

His eyes fluttered open and he coughed, a small amount of water escaping his lungs.

Her pearly white eyes, staring into his hazel eyes.

His eyes go wide after a moment, realizing his predicament.

The man lets out a scream and almost falls off the rock he was placed on.

This causes her to jump back in sudden fear.

“What are you- you-you monster!?” the man shouts, attempting to climb back up onto the rock.

She stays in the water, confused and anxious.

“Answer me, you beast!”

She looked up at the man who was now standing on the rock completely.

She made eye contact with the man again and his face dropped.

It was now obvious she was a siren. But his eyes filled with awe.

She was prettier than any human he had ever seen.

“Wha-What’s your name?” He asked, taking a seat on the bulky rock.

She didn't answer, she grabbed his hand and swam him to shore.

By the time they arrived the sun had started to set with the orange and yellow hues casting over the beach.

The swim was quite long but silent.

“Thank you.” The man stuttered, nervously, gnawing at his bottom lip.

She was just…so gorgeous.

Her white hair, her pearly white eyes with a hint of blue, the tail, the gills- everything.

Before she swam off he called out-

“Wait!”

She pauses, but doesn't turn around.

He stepped back into the water, the sand detaching from his skin.

After a beat, she finally turns around and makes eye contact with the man.

It seemed as if her gorgeous eyes were glowing as she stared into his eyes.

“Why?” He asked before the two grew close.to each other once again and their lips crashed together like the waves of the ocean.

1995-

It was October 31st, 1995.

He held her hand as she whimpered in slight pain, breathing labored.

It was finally time.

Nine months prior he impregnated her, after making slow and sensual love to her.

He kissed her cheek as she tried to control her breathing…And then finally, after hours, he was born.

9:32 p.m., October 31st, 1995.

“What should we name him, love?” he asked, holding her hair back.

“Noah.” She whispered, voice soft.

The crashing waves of the ocean echo as she holds her newborn baby.

She pressed a kiss to her son's head and closed her eyes.

1997-

Her son, Noah, was turning two years of age tomorrow. Unfortunately to Noah and his mother, they were oblivious to the pain their father was going to cause them.

You see, they have a home. It's quite modern actually, but they still visit the beach quite often.

Their home has a nice pool- but it's…modified.

The pool water is completely saltwater.

It's so she can be in her siren form and swim freely.

She won't die if she doesn't have water, that's a pure myth.

She acquires human traits whenever she's out of water.

It's purely for comfort.

And while swimming in the pool, she hears Noah's cries from his small bed.

She slowly exits the pool and picks her son up, rocking him and whispering a soothing lullaby.

She restrains the power within her voice, attempting to not affect her son and husband.

When she puts Noah to sleep, she bathes and goes to bed herself.

In the morning, she decides to ask her husband while holding Noah,

“Can we go to the beach?” She doesn't make eye contact, she's paying more attention to Noah as she kisses his forehead.

“Of course, my love.”

She hadn't realized how he started removing his belongings from their shared home.

Hours pass.

The three are in the car as she wonders why he decided to drive to a much further away beach.

“Why are you-” She started before he cut her off.“

Just trying to make it more special for Noah's second birthday.”

A pause,

“Oh, okay.”

Once the family arrived at the beach, and they got settled he got in the car.

“Where are you going?” She asked, voice soft and ethereal.

He doesn't answer.

He gets in the car and drives away without looking back as she sobs and attempts to sing, calling for his return.

She held Noah and tried to compose herself for Noah's sake.

She peppered kisses all over his face, tears falling onto the sand.

“I love you, Noah.” She whispered before continuing, “I'll never leave you.”

2011-

Noah Davis.

Age 15.

He loved going to the beach with his mother, Noah has an impeccable memory which is why he spends all the time he can with his mother.

He remembers being abandoned by his father, he remembers his mothers heartbreak.

He loves his mother, she's all he really has.

He has grandparents in Richmond, which is just about an hour from where he is- Fredericksburg. Despite having these grandparents he's not very associated with them, he's met them and loves them, he just isn't very affiliated with them due to the fact he spends all his time with his mother.

“Can we swim further out?” Noah asks, stepping into the gentle waves. His siren traits are starting to form slowly.

His long chocolate brown hair forming slightly blonde streaks.

His hazel eyes turned a mixture of white and a very light variation of blue.

Noah waits for his mother's answer as his gills form on his neck.

She let out a hum before agreeing.

She grabbed Noah's hand to which he didn't argue.

“I love you, mom.” Noah giggled as the two swam out into the ocean, fingers interlocked. “I love you more than the ocean entirely, bug.”

Suddenly-

A warning.

Another Sirens call.

His mother's eyes widened, “Noah, swim to shore, I'll be right behind you, I promise.”

Noah didn't hesitate, and obeyed without question.

Noah didn't quite know what was happening but he could hear the urgency in his mother's tone.

His mother caught up, the shore barely in sight, she let out a choked sob and hugged him.

“I love you Noah, don't forget that.”

Noah's face dropped as he realized what his mother was implying.

“No- no, no, no- mom, please don't do this to me.” Noah's sobs echoed, the warning getting louder.

“Please, just swim to shore.” she begged, kissing his forehead.

The tears fell from Noah's eyes, as he kissed his mother's cheek.

“I love you more than anything, mommy.” he cried.

They hugged one last time before he quickly swam away, sobbing.

Once he made it to the shore he cried and looked behind him.

He saw blood where he and his mother just were a moment ago from afar.

Noah let out a broken cream and whispered, “I love you.” Before he fell unconscious on the sand, the pain became too much to bear.

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