Love is a dangerous thing, they say. It can ruin your life, bring you torturous grief and make you drown in an endless sea. Or it can bring you unbounded happiness. Depends on what it's written in the stars of your love, I suppose. 

For Cassandra, love was something absurd. She laughed at how foolish humans were. Oh, how she enjoyed luring sailors to their deaths. Though, it had been harder now with all this technological nonsense. It'd been days? Months? Years? Decades? Centuries? Since she last drowned a brainless human.

And a demigod... she'd not seen one in the flesh for thousands of years. That Orpheus, how beautifully he sang. 

She was the last siren in that part of the Mediterranean Sea, it was hard to hide, but she managed. Demeter's curse lingered still after all those years. 

As melancholic thoughts were forming in her head, she felt it. A demigod was near. She flew to try and catch a glimpse. 

Oh, and there he was in all his glory, a true demigod. Son of Poseidon, she assumed, by the way he ruled the seas.

She began her song and waited, he started steering faster. 

Oh, this shall be fun. 

He went straight past her. She could not understand. At sundown, she saw him approaching her island again, so she began her song, but he still hadn't noticed her. He was screaming something at the top of his lungs a weird song. Something about papers and pens. She stared confused as he disappeared from the horizon line. 

She didn't even wish to drown him anymore, she just wanted to find out how he was immune to her song. 

So, she flew after him.

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The boy got out of his boat and walked on the sandy beach. And that's when she saw why her powers hadn't worked on him, he had plastic in his ears to not be able to hear her. Oh, how she hated when men did such things to not hear her song. First beeswax, now plastic.

She started singing louder, so he'd hear her through those plastic things, no man who chooses to ignore her deserves to be spared. 

He approached the sea, the part of the water where she hid. 

He sat on the sand watching the horizon, Cassandra did not understand how he was not watching her.

"Nice try, temptress, however I do not like to drown." the boy articulated. 

She sang even louder, but stopped when the peculiar boy said "Noise cancelling headphones. You should get a pair, too." 

"I saw you as I was in the water, luckily, obnoxious pop music can really clear one's mind."

She watched him in amazement. The boy was clearly a demigod, she could feel his essence, but he was a smart one. He didn't throw himself to death to prove something.

His dark hair and Olive skin looked like they belonged in the landscape of a sunset by the sea. 

At last, she wasn't the temptress anymore. He was. She felt worthless as she that he did not even want to take a glimpse at her. She felt ridiculous as she stood by his side, waiting for him to desire her. 

It'd never happened to her. Is this how it felt like? Being on the other side of the song? She pitied all the men she lured to death now that she felt it, too. 

The boy got up and left. 

The siren stayed still, not knowing what to do. She felt as though she'd fallen in love, but this mustn't have been it. She'd fallen in love once before and it hadn't happened so senseless and quickly. Something must be wrong.

But she couldn't ignore the feeling. She had to run after that boy.

She flew above Athens. It had changed a lot since she last saw it. Not a single temple. Everyone was staring down, at some weird bricks, but she didn't mind them, for she'd found him in the crowd. 

She grabbed him and flew back to the seashore where she kissed him. After the kiss broke her whole essence dissolved and she woke up in line, waiting to cross the River Styx. A familiar voice echoed through her mind, but she couldn't recall who "You shouldn't have drowned a son of Hecate, siren.