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I watched the sirens attack and take the humans to the sea as I finished my song. As I looked on at the sailers that didn't know what was happening and being dragged into the sea. As I did that sadness washed over me. 'what they had familys' went through my mind.
I went down to the sea and joined them they were static with exitement with such a large catch.
They took the humans to the the kitchens. The kitchens are were t powerful river witches use water fire to cook the poor humans. I stay as far away from there as I can. Other sirens hang around there for the smell. I stay away because of it.
Everyone stayed at the kitchens while I went home. Home was a nice little place made in the coral forest. I went to the room I shared with my twin sister Mable.
"Hey, how's the catch." She said with a little worry on her face. She knew I hated it. She knew how I hated killing, unless absolutely necessary.
Mable was in training to be a river witch potion maker so she only went to the kitchens to grab human hair, which happens to be a powerful source foundation
In sea magic. Mable hated killing every much as I do. That's why see became a river witch in training making potions. She doesn't have to do any killing.
The only thing we kill is fish.
I saw she had a picture of our grunckle Stan and his brother Ford. They went missing years ago. They were our only other family. Now we only have each other.
I looked at it a grave of sadness washed over me. She caught me looking and was about to say something until there was a knock.
We went to see who it was and it was a messenger. They said I had been called on to another attack. There was another ship. Dipper had no say. The messenger was from the elders.
No one disobeyed an order from them. Mable wished me luck.
I took my book bag with 3 journals. They were written by his Grunckle Ford. They contained information about thousands of mysterious creaters of other oceans. He often read through them. He took his sword just in case he needed protection.
He wore his luck charm that was a necklace in a shape of what was described as a pine tree in one of the journals. It opened up to a colored squid ink panting of him, Mable, Stan, and Ford. They were making weird faces. They all had one. Ford had a hand symbol with 6 fingers, Stan's one was a circle with an 8 ball that is used to play a game on the land, Mable's was a shooting star.
I said my bye and went to rocks were we meet up at.