By the time Macaria woke up, she wasn't sure where she was. But one thing she knew for sure was that she was all alone. Macaria thought back to the engine room explosion and closed her eys in pain. She coulnd't believe they were all gone.
"Are you awake?" A soothing voice asked her and Macaria felt her faded vision return to her as she stared up and froze. There was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen beside her, though Macaria wasn't sure if 'woman' would be how she would categorize her because she didn't feel entirely human.
"I am." Macaria said swiftly.
"You're the first human that's ever crossed my path and lived. I wonder if you wil tell the tale?" She asked and moved her arm around to show where they were. They were on a black volcanic rock and sand with a large cove that was filled with spikes, mines, broken wood, and shredded ships from sailors."Do you know what I am?"
"I don't." Macaria said.
"Then what do you see?" She asked. "Why don't you run? Aren't I hideous?"
"No." Macaria said and she closed her eyes and Macaria noticed there were chains around her legs and arms. The moment she reached the sea her body changed into something grotesque. She was a human sized vulture, with dirty black plumage, gray talons and wrinkedl pink necks. The description in her mind wasn't enough to explain how she looked. Her shadow created another one of her but it was unchanged and started to sing a song. Mcaria could feel the pull towards her song but focused more on who, or what she was.
"Do you understand?" She asked, the other version of her didn't stop singing.
"You're a Siren." Macaria said.
"The Siren, there is only one." She said. "Some think there are two, while other say there are five. I go by many names Peisinoe, Aglaope and Thelxiepeia or other variations of. But they were never correct, yet for the first time you see the true me, not my curse."
"You don't kill people on purpose?" Macaria asked and she sent her a cold smile as she twirled her talon in the water.
"I was abducted by Hades and Demeter came me the body of a bird to help them find Persephone. I was formerly her handmaid and her best friend. But I couldn't find her, instead I was doomed to stay here. Never being able to fly. Only my shadows are free." She moved farther away from the water and her true form came back. "Maybe its because you're someone special, but not special enough to not be doomed to stay on this island."
Macaria didn't bother answering the Siren and instead focused on the water. There wasn't any movement in the water for about three days. The Siren's shadow continued to sing while the true form of her remained silence. Macaria couldn't help thinking about Percy, Annabeth, Tyson and even Clarrise. She couldn't even dream she was so confuse.d
So Macaria waited, for a boat to come by, and escape the Siren's Island alone.