Child of Siren Head

Son of Siren Head

I used to be a normal 9-years-old girl, until I met my real father. 

Let's start from the beginning: I used to live in New Jersey, close to the ocean, with my family. Both of them were very caring, but usually allowed me to play alone at the edge of the woods next to our country house. One day, I heard my dad's voice from inside the woods, he usually hunted there, and brought home some tasty animals! Anyway I walked inside, following my dad's voice and making sure to track my path with a stick I found on the ground in order to find my way back. As I came closer, my dad's voice started feeling distorted, so I chose to walk with a little more caution, but what was there was not my dad...it was a huge skeletal leg, and when I looked up was a full-body skeleton, but it didn't have a skull...

instead, a pole with two sirens attached to it. It lunged its hand at me, and grabbed me. I screamed out, I remember, but nobody was there. But him. His sirens whistled a tune, and I suddenly fell asleep in his hand. When I woke up, I was back in my bed, what was this? A nightmare or something TOO real? All I know is that I didn't feel fear with that thing...I want to meet it again. 

As I walked out again, my mother called me. "Honey? Where are you going?" she asked. She couldn't understand... "Nowhere, mom, I just want to play at the edge of the trees." I said. She smiled. "Alright, but stay in sight." I nodded as I walked towards the woods, grabbing some sticks and pretending to make a hut. After my mom started turning around, I used a stick to make up the pathway to come back, and ran inside the forest again, trying to hum the same tune the thing has sung the day before. I heard inhuman footsteps, by something too big to be normal. As it approached, it started to mimic the tune again, and picked me up, bringing me close to one of the sirens in its top.

 The huge teeth didn't scare me or anything, instead they looked like a big smile to me. Perhaps that creature wasn't going to hurt me? Suddenly I heard my father's voice, as distorted as it could get. "Hello there, small one." The creature said. I smiled brightly. "Hello! What's your name?" I answered, the creature didn't answer. "I'll call you Siren Head!" I said, enthusiast. It repeated: "Siiiiiiiiireeeen....Heeeeaaaaad..." in a low pitched voice.

And here I am today. I am 15 now, and currently living with Siren Head, my actual father. My mom thought I got lost and probably hanged herself. All I know is that Siren Head isn't the only one, and that they have implanted a stick with two sirens inside of my shoulder. Maybe this is how they reproduce? Either way...I've learned a lot of things by living with my father and its friends, like hunting even by announcing my presence by a distance.

Also...the pole carrying the sirens is closer to my neck, and I'm as tall as a 'teenage' tree...