The Twin Sirens (Re-edited)

Prologue (Re-edited)

What does it felt like? To drown? Unable to breathe underwater? To suffocate underwater while thrashing around to stay afloat until help arrived?

Never thought for a minute there that you would die in your watery grave, that your bloated body would turn into a feast for sea creatures?

We are the Soothers sirens and we soothe your drowning souls to sleep so it would be a painless death for you. Im Sea Whisper and I never kill you, but solely to provide you a gentle death.

This is my tale with my twin sister, Sapphire.

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Sea Whisper, the black-haired female siren whispered to her sandy-haired mate as she cradled the wrapped bundle close to her breast.  A pair of tiny sea-green eyes blinks up at the womans face, laden with wonder and curiousness.   Suddenly, with no warning, the mother let out a blood-curdling scream as the contractions resumed itself.    Concerned, the father look at the midwife who was helping with the birth of his newborn son for an explanation.  The midwife hurry to see whats wrong and her expression became occupied with shock then pursued by delight.  She carries twins, it seems! You will be the father of twins! she exclaimed in wonder as she helps the laboring mother with another baby on its way out.

At this astonishing news, the fathers mouth dropped open in shock.   But then the scream jerks him back to his focus, and he quickly but gently snatch the baby from his soulmates arms into his arms as the mother use her free hands to dig into and grip the sand under her body as the contraction hit her. With each contraction came a pain that have its powerful influence on mothers entire being. In those moments, for those seconds that stretched into infinity, there was nothing else. She could hear herself screaming across the wide sea from their home island where she now gives birth to her twins, yet she made no sound at all since she couldnt risk making sounds that can lure sailors to death not when while she is giving birth. When the pain passed it was only for a minute and she breathed with closed eyes, reluctant to re-engage with life outside of her own body. 

They might as well have been offering her empty comforts for all the awareness she had, and when they talked, touch, gain her attention she found it so hard. To reply she had to find herself from the farthest recess of her own mind and drag herself forward, to use her voice, open her eyes. The midwife was telling her it was time, time to push. With a guttural grunt she did so and was told to stop. One was enough. She felt the baby crowning, the hot stretching of flesh, and held her breath. With no further effort, the baby slid into the hands of the midwife. There was elation, a girl at last, and in secondsshe was there, nascent eyes opening, mouth rooting for milk. The baby found herself wrapped in a soft fabric that was weaving from pearl silks.   She thought she would at least announcing her arrival in this world.  She let an ear-splitting cry.  Exhausted, the mother whispers the name to her newborn daughter, Sapphire,  as soon as she saw the moonlight blue eyes opening up to her face.  

Now theyre absolutely the wholesome family of four.  The mother will no longer provide any birth to forthcoming generations, for only a female mother can give birth only once.   But the mother is content that she now has two newborn children, for it was very rarest for any twins to be born into sirens; or baby boys.   Only at least two or three male sirens can be born per year and twins are so extraordinarily uncommon in sirens.   The mother is now the one of these five female sirens that first had twins even in hundreds of generations.   

Like in any mythology or fairy tales, the sirens sing to attract or lure the sailors to death.  Theyre like merfolk but merely with a tail like a dolphin and have webbed hands like a seal. Sometimes they were confused for selkies or merfolk. 

Theyre from a group of distinct races of sirens which called Soothers since they only venture to the doomed ships to sooth the drowning souls aboard to their death. But only the strong or clever souls can survive from drowning.  Soothers have mercy for drowning souls and they sing to help lull them to slumber since if there is nothing that can do to save or liberate them from their doom.   

This is the story of Sea Whisper.....