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Dean and the Siren (End/Week 5)

Act 5

Dean instructed his men to take out the eyes of the sirens that they managed to kill. When the men took out the sirens’ eyes, it turned into bright sapphires. These are the brightest and purest sapphires that the pirates had ever seen in their lives.

Once everything was settled, the fallen and the dead bodies of the sirens were thrown out to sea.

Locke thanked the captain for the treasure they had gathered from the dead sirens. “To think you sell our souls captain,” Locke joked. “I know you wouldn’t sell the ship and us to that wicked creature.”

“Oh, but I did Locke. I do not like to owe anyone anything. That ritual with the contract is no trick or hoax. I paid my debt to her. By right, you and the crew’s souls and this very ship belongs to the dead siren, Arphin. Too bad she isn’t alive to enjoy it, isn’t she?”

“Yeah, too bad,” Locke slowly walked away, being confused.
Patrick came to the captain, with questions in his thought. He hesitated on asking anything fearing it would upset Dean.
“Speak up,” Dean said. “Speak your mind and make it full of heart, and if I do not understand it then the message was not meant for me anyway.”

“What is the whole purpose of this?” Patrick finally spoke out.

“Well, just as I said. I need to reimburse and I had.”

“But the killing, what is the purpose of her death? I’m not opposing that she died, because if she lived, my soul could be hers…”

“She didn’t have to die,” Dean explained. “I just need her heart, well if I need her heart, she has to die then.”

“And why didn’t we just kill her while we were in their nest, and why didn’t any of the sirens tried to kill me when the battle was going? Why do you need her heart?”

“Oh, too many question,” Dean jested, chewing a piece of meat. 

“First, the reason why I brought you and some of the men to that nest were because I needed to call them out to the surface, and the only way of doing that is to have the stink of men. And we can’t kill sirens in their home, it would be rude and impossible, and they are practically immortal in that nest So, that’s why I brought them to this ship but in order to do so, I need to tell the truth, which I know I can’t tell because that would disrupt the balance and telling the truth is disgusting.”

“But that doesn’t answer why they didn’t attack me,”

“Because you told them the truth or what you thought was the truth back in the nest. When sirens hear lies, they would turn to their basic instincts and kill, but when they hear the truth they lose themselves, they would agree anything a man says.” Dean explained thoroughly. “But truth is only achievable when one knows absolute nothing.”

“So that is why you had me answer for you, and why you didn’t tell me what was going on.”

“Ah, now you finally understand.”

“But the heart,” Patrick pressed on. “What is the purpose of her heart?”

“Just like Odysseus, even I need to go back to my home for wherever it may be.”


End of Act 5

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