Summary

She watched his eyes that adored her despite her vicious menacing face, thirsting for his blood and raw flesh. Athena,who had mysteriously vanished in a storm that caused the death of her family on her 18th birthday, is now a Siren. , one among the beautiful voices that drew her lover,who'd traveled the seas of Sicily searching for her, to undiscovered islands where he was captured and locked up in a dark dungeon for these mythical beasts to feast upon. What's more? Athena is in charge of his cell, her heart poisoned against men and her hunger pangs craving his flesh and blood.

Genre: Fantasy,Thriller

Author: Mythical_Queen

Status: 8yrs ago

Chapters: 1

Rating: n/a

Age Rating: 16+

The Beginning

I never deserved this torture. True, I'd had dreams of having my 18th birthday celebrated in an unforgettable way. But it turned out to be my worst nightmare. Three years have passed since that terrifying day. Today, here I sit, guarding the man who loved me since my childhood days as he spends the last days of his life in this dark dungeon. Two days from now, I will join the feast his flesh would be devoured by us - the dreaded maidens that dwell the rocky islands of Sirenum Scopuli - yes, you guessed right; I am a siren. But let me start from the beginning.

I don't remember much of the day I lost everything I could call my own. We were on a ship. A storm struck and we were left to die in the middle of the ocean. I was hit by sharp metal objects and struggled to breathe in the ice cold waters, shivering and in the worst pain imaginable. And then, I blacked out. When I awoke, I was in this island, fresh blood still pouring out from my wounds. I lay there going into short periods of sleep, but unable to move. My skin had wrinkled due to the salt water, and my voice had gone, my throat dry and in desperate need of water.

I couldn't believe it at first - it seemed too good to be true- but I saw a woman walk towards my weary body. It was a just a silhouette, but then she became more clear and realistic as she approached. I tried to sit up to get a better view of her, but fell back, breathing heavily from the effort. Now I could see her face, pale as a full moon, with bright blue eyes and red lips that had a glow to it as stars that blossomed in the skies beyond cast their heavenly light on her body. She wore a light pink loose dress that fluttered in the evening breeze. She knelt down beside me and ran her long fingers across my forehead. A chill ran down my spine as I felt her ice cold touch. I was gravely afraid, but I could not move. My pupils dilated in horror. Gradually, having no choice, I gave in. I let her caress my blonde hair and touch my sores, despite the discomfort it caused me. Then I realized I was tired...I needed rest...so I drifted to a deep sleep...

When I got up next I was in for a surprise. I lay on a feather bed, my head resting on a soft pillow. The room was magnificent, there were large windows letting in bright sunshine and a table beside me with a tray of fruits and an ornamental jug of water. But this must be an ancient room, for there were no bulbs or fans. The room had candles, hundreds of them, in the chandelier. The walls were painted with scenes one would find in a museum. One of them had a young girl playing with a flower by a riverside, surrounded by beautiful ladies watching over her, sitting on trees. Another had a large branch with huge colorful birds on them, only that these birds were different- they had heads of women. Suddenly, the lady from the previous night entered the room, the creaking door startled me. She stood beside me, took my hand and felt my wrist. I get it...She was checking for my pulse.

"You are relaxed, Athena. You are healing. Now that's a good sign," she said firmly.

"Where am I ? Who are you? How do you know my name? Where are my parents? Tell me...you..." I was crying and shouting.

"That's a lot of questions, sweetheart. You'll know the answers soon..."

Her lips broadened into a menacing smile.