Listen to my Voice

Chapter Two

The group is handed the paper and Signless reads the paper aloud,"Sorry for being rude. My name is the Siren. (Odd right?) Though some refer to me as [Name]. I speak but I choose not to. " "Siren?" Disciple asks with curiosity shinning in her eyes. The Siren pulls out a piece of paper and scribbles down more text whilst nodding. She hands it to the Signless for him to repeat the same process.

"You see, my voice is a curse. The words I speak hurt my last village. It is a curse that was bestowed upon me since my hatching unfortunately." This perks up the groups attentions but their questions are cut off by the sound of blue bloods. The blue bloods run about, yelling to find the find a certain four trolls. The Siren raises a finger to her lips in order to silence every troll as she quietly slips out of the shack. Balancing on a branch she pulls out multiple throwing knives from her belt. With a small flick of the wrist she throws the daggers, killing the guards on impact.

The troll arrives back into the shack with a smile. "That's what she warned me about! She saved us!" The Disciple smiles and jumps. The Signless bows his head with respect ,"Thank you for protecting us from the highbloods' guards."

"It was of no problem." The group looks up hypnotized. The voice was angelic and in every way welcoming. The troll smiles gently, a look of fear hiding within her features. "Your voice..." The Disciple mutters. "Is a curse," The female troll shakes her head with disappointment. "How?" The Dolorosa asks confused. Siren clears her throat,"All of you, get on your knees. Now!" Immediately the group is on their knees and looking at one another with amazement.

Siren sighs, running a hand through her wavy/ curly raven locks. She plops on a nearby couch,"You see? It's horrible....Oh yeah. You're free to do whatever you want now." "That wa2 amaziing," Psii admits

[Time skip]

The group quietly mutters amongst themselves. They analyze the troll as she cooks food for them such as any nice house owner would do when guests are over.

Siren sports an all black leotard and black cape. The sleeves of her leotard trail down and stop at her wrist, though one piece of felt wraps around her middle fingers. Her raven hair is a mix between wavy and curly. It rests on her shoulders, but bangs cover her eyes and part of her nose. Two large horns produced from her head, they start out round and curve into each other. Their tips only a few inches apart. And oddest of all she's barefooted.

Setting down the food at the table she smiles, revealing a set of extremely sharp teeth. Her canines look as if they can tear apart flesh with just the slightest graze. "Here's food. Eat if you would like!" She beams. The group serves themselves and starts to eat eagerly. "So Siren, we have been wondering what your blood color is. Hopefully you can tell us if it's of no harm," The Dolorosa smiles. Siren visibly shakes,"W-why's that?" "Pure curiosity is all. You don't have to worry upon being mocked. We're all friends here," Signless gently adds.

[Author Note: I am aware that the protagonist's name does not fit the guidelines but there is reasoning behind that. Thank you]