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The threesome had made themselves quite contented in the lavatory to listen to Scarlet's long over-due explanation. Shego was seated, Indian-style on the cold tile floor. Drakken had chosen to sit on the rim of the bathtub and Scarlet had situated herself on the bathroom counter. Scarlet had a strong urge to pace the room rapidly but Shego sat in the way of her walking space. Instead she nervously tapped her fingernails against the smooth surface.
"Spill already!" Shego said at last, taking out her ultra-famous nail file. Drakken lightly kicked her, signaling to her that this wasn't the time. Shego slipped the file back into her pocket. "You see," Scarlet said taking a heavy breath, "This necklace is sort of a family . . . possession, passed down through the centuries." Drakken and Shego both nodded in unison; when you can't think of anything to say, that's the usual alternative. Scarlet- Rose calmed down a bit from this slight gesture of support. "And our family is a bit . . . um . . . different. . ." Her voice was dry and hinting a multitude of emotions. Drakken gulped, "In what way different?" "Well, we have some very different genes." Drakken's mood perked up a bit when he heard the word, "genes" mentioned. Genes involved SCIENCE . . . his area of expertise. "What kind of genes are they?" He asked inquisitively. Scarlet's body was shaking slightly and her eyes were intense, "I'm not so sure if you'll believe me."
"We'll trust anything you say, no matter how implausible." Shego confirmed to her. She gave Drakken a silent signal before he could start to object. She mouthed the words, "don't" to him. Drakken nodded in stillness. Scarlet got it over with quickly, "Okay, I have some supernatural blood running in my veins." "Huh?" Shego replied thunderstruck by this bizarre statement. 'Supernatural blood? What the hell did she mean by that?' Shego thought. Scarlet however, knew they were obviously bewildered so she took a breath and continued her explanation,
"You've both heard of Greek Mythology correct?" Drakken nodded with a miserable face, "I had to take that class three times my high school years! It was the most dreadful thing!" He grumbled reminiscing back to those oral reports on Zeus, Hades, and Medusa. "My apologies," Scarlet garbled and continued, "The thing is. . ." She took another deep breath and this time she filled her whole diaphragm of air, then she exhaled, "Not all of it's a myth."
"What do you mean?" Shego asked delicately, she was bemused by this announcement. "I mean . . . mythology isn't all fictional." She tucked a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear, waiting for the questions to fly. Drakken was the first to respond, "So you mean to tell us that, Unicorns, goblins, mermaids, elves, and titans are all real?" He proposed with a tone of disbelief. "Not now they aren't. And no, some of that stuff never really did exist. I'm talking basic ideas here." Drakken's mouth was gaping open at this point, his eyes wide, staring at the necklace in a hypnotized sort of fashion. Shego was bold and asked the next question, "And could you give us an example?" Scarlet-Rose nodded and smiled, "Witches, sorceresses and sirens did really exist." Shego was then speechless, was there really anything one could even say to a proposition like that? Shego couldn't think of anything and Drakken's mouth was still gaping open. Scarlet chuckled lightly and decided that it was time she just told the whole story.
"As you know, two years ago at the sunset diner, you two had your first date." Scarlet began, Drakken and Shego beamed at each other remembering back to that fateful day. "However, that night wasn't as fortunate for Sam Mitchell, John West, and Fredrick Cherinene." Drakken and Shego bowed their heads in sorrow, the loss thing was still a shock to them, even two years from the date; sure they never knew any of the men but it was still quite nerve rattling. "It wasn't coincidental." Scarlet-Rose muttered very quietly. Drakken then let go of Shego's hand and fell backwards into the tub.
"W-what?" He stammered as he migrated back over to his original position. "It's my fault." Scarlet confessed her eyes beginning to dampen again. "How is it your fault?" Shego asked soothingly as Scarlet wiped her eyes and sniffled her reply, "I told you before, I have supernatural blood running through my veins." Shego mouthed, "Supernatural blood?" to Drakken. Drakken sensed that things could only get more complex at this point.
"I'm a siren." She whispered touching the old necklace again.
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"Wait. . . A siren as in, you sing, it lures sailors into rocks and kills them?" Drakken asked apprehensively. "Right, well, sort of . . ." Scarlet faltered then added, "But as time goes by and more mortal blood is mixed with the siren blood, of course the power will be less . . . threatening." Drakken's mind which was once foggy was now becoming clear. It was obvious to him now why Scarlet had left the music business for, "a villain's life"; all the deaths had led Scarlet to believe she was a murderer. Technically, she was. But, it wasn't really her fault. 'Wow she must feel really, dreadful.' Drakken thought with empathy.
"Okay if you're a siren how come it only killed those three men? I mean you preformed for thousands!" Shego tried to prove her mistaken, but Scarlet-Rose had yet another explanation, "I killed fourteen men!" Scarlet corrected her, reminding them of the concert following the Sunset diner. Shego nodded and replied, "You still didn't answer my question." Scarlet sometimes hated how obstinate Shego could be; it was one of her less attractive traits. "I told you I don't have the full power of a whole siren. It doesn't harm everyone." Drakken and Shego exchanged glances of distress, "WHO?" they both asked at once. "People who . . . love me." When Scarlet-Rose told them this both Drakken and Shego's face turned a colorless pale they're eyes growing wider. "But we love you Scarlet!" Shego cried out moving away from her just slightly; that was the one thing Scarlet hadn't wanted them to do. "It's different. Love as in, WANT me, willing to give everything for me. My voice kind of lures them into a slow very painful death and they're willing to die for me!"
Drakken made a face trying to imagine what it was like to die from a sound. Shego wondered what Scarlet's voice might sound like to victim. Painful, eerie, pleasant? Scarlet began to cry and apologize over and over again. Shego stood up and went over to comfort her friend who looked like she wanted to crush the necklace. "At least you don't have to worry about over-obsessed fans." Shego joked lightly. Scarlet however did not think the statement was at all humorous. Drakken boldly asked, "Forgive me but how does your family history relate this whole necklace thing?"
Scarlet motioned to the remains of the package that still rested on the counter. "A gift from a sorcerer; they associated you know." Shego gulped, "N-no I . . . didn't know . . ." "My ancestors have passed it down to the relatives throughout the years. Now that Leon's done with it, it's my burden to keep it safe." Another question popped into Drakken's mind, "If the necklace makes a person enduring, why pass it down anyway?" Shego nodded in agreement, he had a good point there. "I think there's something about eternal life that just drives people insane. Everyone passes it on for some reason or another."
Drakken and Shego couldn't comprehend why someone might want to give up a blessing like that but kept their comments to themselves. They were sure that whatever the reason was they were too insensitive to understand. "Well, That's all." Scarlet said fingering the precious treasure.
Knowing that the conversation was over and the room was growing silent; Drakken decided now it was time to make his move. Coolly, he strolled over to Shego and Scarlet smiled brightly at Shego. Drakken took Shego's free hand and squeezed it; he looked deep into her eyes which were shining like the stars. "Well since we're all discussing important things here . . ." Drakken was cut off by the doorbell. Pause. The doorbell rang again. 'Damn it!' Drakken cursed to himself as Shego broke her eye lock with him. "Oh the doorbell . . ." She started to leave the room. "Just one moment!" She winked at him and closed the door. As she did this Scarlet- Rose hugged him and said, "Maybe this wasn't the right time . . ." Drakken agreed with a little chortle. But inside his heart was turning metal.
Meanwhile, Shego cheerfully unlocked the door and opened it. When her eyes focused and confirmed the image in front of her she almost shut the door, "Mister Dementor!" She exclaimed.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * (Notes: Believe it or not, that was probably one of the most challenging chapter's I've had to write! I appreciate all your kind reviews by the way! Thanks for all your encouragement! PS. I took an anemology test and I'm a Fuchsia Possum. LOL, it's fun, I found the site at. )
The threesome had made themselves quite contented in the lavatory to listen to Scarlet's long over-due explanation. Shego was seated, Indian-style on the cold tile floor. Drakken had chosen to sit on the rim of the bathtub and Scarlet had situated herself on the bathroom counter. Scarlet had a strong urge to pace the room rapidly but Shego sat in the way of her walking space. Instead she nervously tapped her fingernails against the smooth surface.
"Spill already!" Shego said at last, taking out her ultra-famous nail file. Drakken lightly kicked her, signaling to her that this wasn't the time. Shego slipped the file back into her pocket. "You see," Scarlet said taking a heavy breath, "This necklace is sort of a family . . . possession, passed down through the centuries." Drakken and Shego both nodded in unison; when you can't think of anything to say, that's the usual alternative. Scarlet- Rose calmed down a bit from this slight gesture of support. "And our family is a bit . . . um . . . different. . ." Her voice was dry and hinting a multitude of emotions. Drakken gulped, "In what way different?" "Well, we have some very different genes." Drakken's mood perked up a bit when he heard the word, "genes" mentioned. Genes involved SCIENCE . . . his area of expertise. "What kind of genes are they?" He asked inquisitively. Scarlet's body was shaking slightly and her eyes were intense, "I'm not so sure if you'll believe me."
"We'll trust anything you say, no matter how implausible." Shego confirmed to her. She gave Drakken a silent signal before he could start to object. She mouthed the words, "don't" to him. Drakken nodded in stillness. Scarlet got it over with quickly, "Okay, I have some supernatural blood running in my veins." "Huh?" Shego replied thunderstruck by this bizarre statement. 'Supernatural blood? What the hell did she mean by that?' Shego thought. Scarlet however, knew they were obviously bewildered so she took a breath and continued her explanation,
"You've both heard of Greek Mythology correct?" Drakken nodded with a miserable face, "I had to take that class three times my high school years! It was the most dreadful thing!" He grumbled reminiscing back to those oral reports on Zeus, Hades, and Medusa. "My apologies," Scarlet garbled and continued, "The thing is. . ." She took another deep breath and this time she filled her whole diaphragm of air, then she exhaled, "Not all of it's a myth."
"What do you mean?" Shego asked delicately, she was bemused by this announcement. "I mean . . . mythology isn't all fictional." She tucked a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear, waiting for the questions to fly. Drakken was the first to respond, "So you mean to tell us that, Unicorns, goblins, mermaids, elves, and titans are all real?" He proposed with a tone of disbelief. "Not now they aren't. And no, some of that stuff never really did exist. I'm talking basic ideas here." Drakken's mouth was gaping open at this point, his eyes wide, staring at the necklace in a hypnotized sort of fashion. Shego was bold and asked the next question, "And could you give us an example?" Scarlet-Rose nodded and smiled, "Witches, sorceresses and sirens did really exist." Shego was then speechless, was there really anything one could even say to a proposition like that? Shego couldn't think of anything and Drakken's mouth was still gaping open. Scarlet chuckled lightly and decided that it was time she just told the whole story.
"As you know, two years ago at the sunset diner, you two had your first date." Scarlet began, Drakken and Shego beamed at each other remembering back to that fateful day. "However, that night wasn't as fortunate for Sam Mitchell, John West, and Fredrick Cherinene." Drakken and Shego bowed their heads in sorrow, the loss thing was still a shock to them, even two years from the date; sure they never knew any of the men but it was still quite nerve rattling. "It wasn't coincidental." Scarlet-Rose muttered very quietly. Drakken then let go of Shego's hand and fell backwards into the tub.
"W-what?" He stammered as he migrated back over to his original position. "It's my fault." Scarlet confessed her eyes beginning to dampen again. "How is it your fault?" Shego asked soothingly as Scarlet wiped her eyes and sniffled her reply, "I told you before, I have supernatural blood running through my veins." Shego mouthed, "Supernatural blood?" to Drakken. Drakken sensed that things could only get more complex at this point.
"I'm a siren." She whispered touching the old necklace again.
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"Wait. . . A siren as in, you sing, it lures sailors into rocks and kills them?" Drakken asked apprehensively. "Right, well, sort of . . ." Scarlet faltered then added, "But as time goes by and more mortal blood is mixed with the siren blood, of course the power will be less . . . threatening." Drakken's mind which was once foggy was now becoming clear. It was obvious to him now why Scarlet had left the music business for, "a villain's life"; all the deaths had led Scarlet to believe she was a murderer. Technically, she was. But, it wasn't really her fault. 'Wow she must feel really, dreadful.' Drakken thought with empathy.
"Okay if you're a siren how come it only killed those three men? I mean you preformed for thousands!" Shego tried to prove her mistaken, but Scarlet-Rose had yet another explanation, "I killed fourteen men!" Scarlet corrected her, reminding them of the concert following the Sunset diner. Shego nodded and replied, "You still didn't answer my question." Scarlet sometimes hated how obstinate Shego could be; it was one of her less attractive traits. "I told you I don't have the full power of a whole siren. It doesn't harm everyone." Drakken and Shego exchanged glances of distress, "WHO?" they both asked at once. "People who . . . love me." When Scarlet-Rose told them this both Drakken and Shego's face turned a colorless pale they're eyes growing wider. "But we love you Scarlet!" Shego cried out moving away from her just slightly; that was the one thing Scarlet hadn't wanted them to do. "It's different. Love as in, WANT me, willing to give everything for me. My voice kind of lures them into a slow very painful death and they're willing to die for me!"
Drakken made a face trying to imagine what it was like to die from a sound. Shego wondered what Scarlet's voice might sound like to victim. Painful, eerie, pleasant? Scarlet began to cry and apologize over and over again. Shego stood up and went over to comfort her friend who looked like she wanted to crush the necklace. "At least you don't have to worry about over-obsessed fans." Shego joked lightly. Scarlet however did not think the statement was at all humorous. Drakken boldly asked, "Forgive me but how does your family history relate this whole necklace thing?"
Scarlet motioned to the remains of the package that still rested on the counter. "A gift from a sorcerer; they associated you know." Shego gulped, "N-no I . . . didn't know . . ." "My ancestors have passed it down to the relatives throughout the years. Now that Leon's done with it, it's my burden to keep it safe." Another question popped into Drakken's mind, "If the necklace makes a person enduring, why pass it down anyway?" Shego nodded in agreement, he had a good point there. "I think there's something about eternal life that just drives people insane. Everyone passes it on for some reason or another."
Drakken and Shego couldn't comprehend why someone might want to give up a blessing like that but kept their comments to themselves. They were sure that whatever the reason was they were too insensitive to understand. "Well, That's all." Scarlet said fingering the precious treasure.
Knowing that the conversation was over and the room was growing silent; Drakken decided now it was time to make his move. Coolly, he strolled over to Shego and Scarlet smiled brightly at Shego. Drakken took Shego's free hand and squeezed it; he looked deep into her eyes which were shining like the stars. "Well since we're all discussing important things here . . ." Drakken was cut off by the doorbell. Pause. The doorbell rang again. 'Damn it!' Drakken cursed to himself as Shego broke her eye lock with him. "Oh the doorbell . . ." She started to leave the room. "Just one moment!" She winked at him and closed the door. As she did this Scarlet- Rose hugged him and said, "Maybe this wasn't the right time . . ." Drakken agreed with a little chortle. But inside his heart was turning metal.
Meanwhile, Shego cheerfully unlocked the door and opened it. When her eyes focused and confirmed the image in front of her she almost shut the door, "Mister Dementor!" She exclaimed.
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