as i said in the first chapter i do not own wondrous strange or the characters in it, they belong to lesley livingston, i just created this fanfic for a character in the book.

Read and Reveiw if you would please, Enjoy! :)

Chapter 2

Part 1 - Chloe

Chloe stared blankly at the young man who was struggling to stay afloat the icy water of the lake in central park. She couldn't fathom why he would say something, or even think something like "but you don't have to be a monster." When he watched her do the things she did to the men she drowned and stole there memories away from. She couldn't think of what to say to him, so she stayed silent and stared at him.

"what are you staring at? Did I say something wrong? Or is it that you want to be a monster?" he said looking at her with a quizzical expression.

she stared at him, she thought me must think she's a total weirdo for staring like an idiot at him. "No…" she managed to say in a choked up voice.

"I didn't think so." He said smugly, why staring right back at her. "now can we please go ashore," he said shivering viciously "if we don't I think I am about to either freeze to death or pass out from hypothermia." He said. She looked at him, and noticed that his body was shaking and his lips were beginning to turn blue. She had just figured that the bluing of his lips was from her attempt to drown him. So she helped him get ashore with ease, and he went to whos back pack and grabbed a wooly blanket he had stashed in there. Probably from a dumpster raid earlier that day, a good find. She had found out through his memories that he was homeless, and that he went from shelter to shelter or slept under bridges or in parks. Which is probably why he was here tonight. She continued to stare at him as he tried to warm himself with the blanket and a small lighter he had in his pocket, with a very small flame that didn't look like it could warm up a kitten let alone a grown man.

"are…are you alright?" she said warily as she continued to evaluate his shivering form.

"do I look fine?" he said a little sarcastically, "cause I sure as hell don't feel that way." He said a little sharper than he had meant too.

Chloe stared at him in disbelief, never before has a man ever talked to her with such spite as he had just did in that one sentence.

she laughed self consciously. She didn't know why but she felt extremely awkward around this man, and her heart was pounding, and he chest hurt.

Part 2 - Brian

Brian stared at the woman that stood before him blankly staring at him as if she had never seen a man in her entire life, however many years she had lived. He knew he should be terrified out of his mind. She just attempted to drown me! For heavens sake! Why arnt I in the least bit afraid. He pondered this thought and realized that he couldn't just keep calling her you or woman.

"whats your name?" he said to the girl whos eyes grew wide and cautious as he said the words.

"…" she didn't say anything but she broke eye contact and looked away.

"come on, I cant just keep calling you, you, or woman, or girl. Tell me your name, please." He said with a fake pouty face.

"…its…Chloe…" she said reluctantly, looking as if she just revealed one of her deepest darkest secrets.

he stared at her, contemplating. "Well, Chloe's a really pretty name!" he smiled at her "my name is Brian" he grabbed her hand and shook it nervously. He stared at his hand in disbelief think he should be running away screaming not asking the, the, Chloe the woman who killed all those men, the one who tried to drown him, her name. He scowled at himself and he felt her eyes on him, and immediatly his cheeks grew hot.

"so....this siren thing you say you are," he said hesitantly not knowing how she would react to the question, "what exactly is it? or you, for that matter." he said looking her directly in the eye without flinching.

"i am, a siran as i said, have you ever heard people talk about mermaids in stories?" she said.

"yes, who hasnt i mean come on havnt you watched the little mermaide?" he said and laughed out loud at his own remark.

she looked at him confused, "the little mermaid? you know another siren? if you know one why do you want me to tell you what i am? and whats this movie thing your talking about?" she sounded out all the syllables in the word.

he looked at her and tried to stop himself from laughing. "no no. the little mermaid is a movie, a movie is something you watch on televition." he said regaining his composure.

"t-television?" she said questioningly.

he looked at her dumbfounded, he couldnt believe there was actually someone, no matter how much of a nut case, didnt know what a t.v. is.

"nevermind," he said still trying to fathom the idea "so yes i have heard of a mermaid, what do they have to do with sirens?" he said.

"well...thats where the idea of mermaids came from, beautiful woman from the sea who call out to sailors with an alluring voice, and then leading them off the ship and then dragging them to there water grave. duh. everyone knows that." she said rolling her eyes.

"maybe everyone in whatever nut house you crawled out of, but people who are actually sane, dont think that there a mythical creature and try and drown some random men, claiming its to take their memories." he said sarcastically.

she glared at him sharply, and sent a chill down his spine.

"fine. if you dont want to believe me, think me a phsyco. im leaving." she said and turned around heading in some random direction.

"wait," he said abruptly "why didnt you kill me back there like all the other men?" he said curiously, and amused that she got so angry. this is fun he thought to himself, and then glanced at her waiting for an answer.

"i....i dont know. goodbye." Chloe said frustrated at herself, and walked away thinking that she should have drown that sharp tongued snake when she had the chance.