I lay close to the seashore, the sun felt so bright and hot on my pale white skin, I lay there hoping that one day I will get a tan, but it never happens, no matter how long I stay under the hot scorching sun.
That's what defines me and that's what defines my race- we are as pale and white as snow but as beautiful and attractive as diamonds.
We are not humans; I come from another world unknown to the humans- sirens we are called. We are the epitome of beauty but not everything that glitter is gold. We are also very dangerous.
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I am the last of my kind. I have lived for hundreds of years with nothing good to show for my long years. The feeling of loneliness was to strong so I choose to leave behind my home-which I can no longer call a home- and live with the humans.
I can feel my power flowing through my veins, I can feel it, ready to be used.
I have lost. And I lost several years ago when my people we're killed by the sea dragons.
I finally killed the dragons, but what use was it when my people where all dead by that time.
We were very few in numbers, just the fifty of us, and there was an attack, I was just assigned queen of the sea, I knew not my powers and I only found out when it was too late.
The battle between the sea dragons and the sirens was a quick one and it occurred on the day of my coronation, it took place in the Bermuda Triangle in the North Pole of the Atlantic Ocean.
I will really say that they were wise to come in that time of celebration, as that time we never expected any danger, they infected the sea with Titrias – a kind of venom that can only be produce by a sea dragon, but we never knew it was its due date. Titrias is a deadly poison that takes one thousand years to be formed in body of a sea dragon.
The last attack one thousand years ago brought my kind to the few numbers we were before they attacked the second time.
The thing we never knew was that the time we calculated was wrong. There was a foul play, there was a betrayal, and there was a traitor, I was still in my shell by the time of the first war, as I had a delayed birth, so I never knew when exactly that day was, but I made the mistake of trusting a person, I made the mistake of thinking we still had fifty years more to face the sea dragons attack, I made the mistake of seeing good in a person. It will not happen again, but the worst thing is that there is no next time, faith did not give me couple chances.
The sea was infected and this poison is only dangerous to us sirens.
I was in the chamber room locked in the Sindiac Tube reaching to my powers as I was just assigned queen of the sea and my people were killed without even given an opportunity to fight a real battle.
The sea dragons fought cowardly by not arranging a date and meeting us face to face. But in their coiled and cowardly way, they still won, and as I was released from the tube two months later with my full powers as the new assigned queen of the sea, I came and saw the destruction that has come upon my people. I was not there to help and when I was finally ready it was too late. I became the queen of nonentity.
I sat on my throne, with all the powers to control the sea and yet no subject. I hunted for the sea dragons and I killed them without mercy, I brought them to extinction, I found the traitor who was my advisor, and had been with me since I was little, but he betrayed me and I never wanted to know his reasons, I gave him the most brutal death imaginable, but it never gave me the full satisfaction I thought it would because no matter how many sea dragons I destroyed, no matter how many times I tortured the traitor, no life that was lost could be restored to me. Over the years I grew bored as there was nothing else to kill, and no matter what I killed the anger just never leaves me, laughing and smiling was now the things of the past, a darkness has come over me and if I do not mingle with people, I might lose myself to that darkness and the whole world would suffer for it. If I do not live my home the waters I might begin to get unfit in the mind.
In the time of the poisoning, humans could not help, they did not even know what was going on, and humans always feared what is occurring in the Bermuda, and they never go near or close enough to find out.
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When I am on the land I disconnect from the sea because my memories of the waters are not the ones to store, but they can never leave my memory no matter what I do, they are stocked there like a scar onto my memory.
No matter how far I run from the water, I still find myself back there because even if I don't want it to be- it is till my home.
Water is everywhere, it is beneath my feet and it is in the atmosphere I cannot escape it, but I can ignore it.
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