93 Wrath of the Gods (2/2)
\”Da babe, it comes.\” The siren, Meko told the others. \”No worry, my Goddess, Meko will help.\” She pushed Calypso's legs up until her knees were pointed toward the heavens and gathered the skirts around her hips. Meko nodded toward the other two sirens. \”Must push now.\”
Calypso cried out as she squeezed the two siren's hands tightly as she curved her body upwards pushing as hard as she could. This continued for several long minute. \”Something... feels... wrong...\” Calypso huffed out as exhaustion threatened to consume her.
Meko's gaze moved from the opening where the babe was beginning to tear its way out and nodded toward the others. \”It coming, more push.\”
Calypso bared down and pushed as hard as she could crying out in pain as her flesh ripped and tore. After three large boys this was unexpected, but Calypso, thinking only of her love who'd left at sunset's return, pressed onward.
Meko's eyes widened as she gasped. A pale tentacle emerged first then another. She watched in shock as they braced themselves against the restricting flesh and pushed against it forcing itself out. More tentacles worked their way free of the birthing canal until finally the creature was freed. Meko stared down at it as it wreathed in the sand covered in the fluids and blood from birth. She hesitated as she slowly reached a single finger out toward it.
\”My baby... where is my baby... Let me see her...\” Calypso huffed breathlessly letting her weight fall onto the other two sirens.
Meko gazed down at the creature still unable to bring herself to touch it. \”Dis no babe I've seen.\” She cautiously stroked a finger over the creatures abnormal form of human and squid. When the tentacles wrapped around her finger the wreathing stopped and two large eyes flickered open meeting her curious gaze. They were odd similar to only those of an octopus. The pale white iris was surrounded by pitch black with a slanted sideways pupil in the center of each. Meko lifted the creature into her arms and smiled down at it. It made a almost cooing sound as it wrapped its tentacles around her wrists and moved them across her forearms softly. Meko smiled and handed the babe out toward Calypso. \”Here her is.\” Meko said softly as she jutted the babe out closer to the mother.
Calypso's breath caught and her already pale completion faded farther. \”What is that thing? That's not my baby!\” Anger and horror colored her words as she backed away from Meko and the baby. \”What have you done to my baby?!\”
Meko frowned her eyes moving back and forth between mother and child. \”It your babe, my goddess.\” She smiled down at the burbling creature in her arms. \”See...\”
Her words were cut off as an angry foot kicked out toward Meko's arms. \”Get that thing away from me!\” Calypso cried out as she struggled to move farther away.
Meko frowned and pulled the child protectively against her chest. \”Fine, I take'er with Meko.\”
Calypso pushed herself up on shaky legs. She brushed the sand from her wet skirts. She snarled up her top lip as she glared down at the deformed monster resting in the sirens arms. \”Do as you wish with that thing... keep it, kill it... I care not, just keep it away from me.\” She turned and began walking away without looking back, vowing to never come back to the sea again.
Meko frowned as the other siren's moved toward her. \”I be your mot'er now lil one.\” She asked as she offered a curious tentacle her finger. \”I protect you.\” She held the baby in one arm as she struggled toward the waters with the other sirens. She took caution as she dove below the surface of the waters, but to her delight the child seemed adapted to the sea. \”You will do well, me love.\” Meko said as she held the child tightly against her and began to swim toward home.
Years passed and Calypso kept her word. She never came to the shores of her island again even as word of a creature who sank any ships to dared nearing their shores... Until the day a great hunter atop his sleek black stallion sent by the gods trotted into her court.