The Song of the Siren

A/N: This is a rewrite of my old you fic. I had finished fixing it a while back it's just I hadn't had the time to actually post it. Well here is the prologue and chapter 1. I think that will be the format for posting 2 chapters each post we'll see how it works out. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything that has to do with PotC, etc.

Prologue

All that could be heard on the island of Tortuga was the faint sound of laughter and music flowing out through the cracks of the old stone and wood buildings. For a time things were beginning to change. There were more people inside these days since the sudden appearance of a young woman.

She had appeared on a foggy day and had walked into a tavern. She was a meek little creature with long legs and beautiful long golden brown hair that reached all the way to the small of her back. She wore a simple blue dress. No one could fathom as to why such a girl would travel to such a place.

She had asked the keeper of the bar if he would perhaps allow her to sing for his costumers. The man had been speechless. Here was this beautiful woman asking him if she could sing. He had pondered on her request for a minute. Her beauty would of course bring a ton of business to his establishment and if her voice was as pretty as her face... well then... he didn't have to think twice.

From there it seemed like history. For months on end she would captivate them with her mystical voice that sounded of the gentlest sea breeze mixed with the tinkling of bells. Though her presence was questionable no one dared speak ill of her. They neither questioned her when she would stay on for a week and then on the fifth day she would disappear like she was merely a dream.

After leaving she wouldn't return for a full two weeks and during the days that she wasn't there everything went back to its normal state but once the fog rolled in they knew to return to the small tavern that she would always venture to. The Faithful Bride.

Chapter 1

(The Siren's Song)

The fog was thick and the water of the sea was cold as the four siren sisters sat upon a large rock off of the coast of a small island. Three of the siblings began their mystical song as a ship appears in the distance but one hung back from the other three. She was growing tired of bringing men to their deaths just for the heck of it. She didn't enjoy it as much as she had when she had been younger.

Ruby, the oldest of them all sang out towards the approaching ship. Laying out on the rock seductively she slowly whipped her blood red tail around as she sang. Ruby was the leader entitling her the one who sang as her two sisters Lily and Kristine were given the role to play instruments.

There are legends from days of old

Tales that salty mariners told

Of how seafarers who lost their way

Were entranced and lured astray

Enticed by the sparkling light

If moonbeams dancing on the waves

Of emerald seas and indigo skies

By beauty were enslaved

Melody sang along with her older sister although she was the second youngest of the four. Even though it was known that the oldest were the ones to sing Melody was know to have the most enchanting voice out of them all. Melody sighed as she looked out at the vast ocean wondering if there was something better out there.

I'll give you all that loving can bring

Pleasure for pleasure is all I sing

Loving, so willing, beckon to me

Golden horizons will set you free

Craving for paradise shines in your eyes

Stardust and moonbeams float in the skies

Garden of beauty, every delight

Radiant splendor lights up the night

Tropical Island, visions to see

Longing for passion, our fantasy

Come dream with me, your whole life long

Give your soul to the Siren's song

She looked back at her sisters sadly. How could they enjoy destroying lives? It was barbaric. 'If only I could slip away... maybe just for an hour or maybe even a day or two.' She began to think slowly. The ship grew closer as the seconds passed making it easier for her to see some of the men hanging over the rail as they listened intently to the bewitching song.

Hidden oasis lost in the sea

Our private Eden, our fantasy

Wondrous visions shines in your eyes

Beautiful dreams, our own mirage

Close your eyes

Dream of the sea

Take my hand

And follow me

She couldn't put up with watching this any longer. It would happen like all the others. They would come closer and closer until the men were so full of lust that they would jump over board. Some would drown while others would slowly rot away on their tiny little island. As for their ship it would run into some rocks to join the other many vessels that the sea had claimed.

A fair sea maiden with tangled hair

They willingly followed to her lair

And they were never seen again

At least, not in the world of men

Did they find sweet paradise?

Or a watery death, as cold as ice?

We hope they found the better home

That only their fondest dreams had known

So, when you watch horizons of sky and sea

Remember heroes who followed romance

And were,

At last,

Set free

Melody slid under the waves and swam as fast as she could while taking note of how the water felt against her skin and scales, she made sure she knew how far she was going. Eventually she would have to return.