The Deep Waters and Wide Skies

Chapter 2

A/N: School was a pain in the ass sorry everyone! Enjoy this chapter as an apology ;3

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 The second day Lance was in Cuba, he wasted no time in renting a surfboard and refreshing his skills upon the activity. After a couple failures, he managed to pick it back up. An hour or so later, he managed to relearn all his signature moves. It felt really nice to finally be where he belonged. The open waters that held mysteries and tragedies alike; it entranced Lance to no ends. The blue that had always embraced him as a child and as a young surfer. Lance sighed and let his hand dance in the water. He loved the way the water hugged each finger that was submersed, he could stay here for hours and never grow bored.

 "Lancelot!" Lance heard a voice call, he raised his gaze to see his childhood friend, Anya, paddling towards him. He grinned and raised his hand in greeting.

 "Annie!" he yelled back cheerily. He and Anya had tried their best to maintain their everyday conversations, but it failed most of the time resulting in an unanswered 'hello.' Anya reached Lance and gave him a wet hug.

 "I've missed you! We have so much to talk about!!" she said into his shoulder as Lance returned the hug.

 "That so? Well why don't you tell me now?" Lance said, smiling in pure joy. Anya pulled away and Lance saw her eyes were wet.

 "Well as soon as my eyes dry up." she said, smiling too. Lance laughed as she wiped them in a very dramatic manner.

 "Can't wait." he returned, resting his chin on his hands.

 "Well Juan asked me out even though I rejected him in 7th grade. Dean finally got a boyfriend and he's really happy with him. And there has been more siren sightings around here, my uncle is going to kill my dad with his constant rambling of this one siren with a purple tail and black and white hair." Anya told Lance. Lance's interest was perked when he heard the word 'siren', his neighborhood wasn't nicknamed Siren's Outlook for nothing. He loved conspiracy theories and was always open to a healthy debate about them. Anya on the other hand didn't believe in any superstition and entirely rejected it: shushing up Lance when he started up a debate about the Apollo 11 mission. She took after her dad, Dr. Moreno, too much and only believed in what was factual.

 "That's good." Lance simply said, trying not to give too much. Davi Moreno, Anya's uncle, was one of Lance's good friends, as believing in superstition tends to give people common ground. Maybe Lance could possibly schedule something with her uncle to see the alleged siren...

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 Lance patiently waited for Anya to grow tired. Most of the time he was impatient but he could be patient if he wanted to be. They had been out on the water for two hours at least and it was about six o'clock by the looks of the sun. Surely Anya started to wear out and asked Lance if they could head back to shore. Lance told her to go ahead of him, he wanted to see something quickly. Anya consented and she went back to shore, leaving Lance to his own thoughts. He sucked in a breath as Anya entered the surf shop. What he wanted to do was extremely dangerous and he would probably die from the effort. Shrugging it off, he paddled off to deeper waters.

 To shark infested waters.

 But this is where sirens had been spotted and Lance wasn't going to let this chance slip through his fingers.

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 Keith followed his stepbrother to the surface. Shiro had managed to convince his father that Keith would comply with his wishes if he saw the dangers of going to the surface as frequently as he did. Zarkon granted his permission and together, the two sirens were far away from home and headed to the Altean Siren kingdom. Going to the kingdom meant swimming dangerously close to waters that sharks occupied.