The Neverland Siren

Aria Levinton The Neverland Siren We were only trying to drown her (Independent OC based on OUAT, but can be easily altered for any fairytale setting. Of legal age but won't write smut. Please read the info page. Heavily based on Rusalka myths)

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Familiar Faces | Kathryn and Aria

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     Neverland. Seemed like a feasible option, except this one was no child nor any regular person. Kathryn was no professed God, she was not all knowing, but all of her kind were tethered to the elements that be—in short connected to nature as the unique abilities of their kin coursed through every natural fibre of their being. She could sense the weather; she could sense magic; and most of all she could sense humanity.

     ”Indeed I have. But I have not heard very many things about this—Neverland.” Kathryn walked around the girl, deep hazel irises sweeping up and down her form. “But you are not human either. Are you.” There was no question in her tone, but no confrontation all the same. She would let sleeping dogs lie, so long as they didn’t bring ills to her doorstep.

   Aria started feeling nervous. How much better could her evening have been if she had just kept walking? She could have never had to talk about her past at all and just gone home. But then she wouldn't have seen this woman again either, she didn't know which option was better now.

   "Oh you know, the land where no one ever ages," the red head explained, feeling uneasy as the woman circled her. She held her breath a moment when her humanity came into question. "Maybe not, but then neither would you be," she countered without any malice in her tone. "Magic is different here, I'm human enough right now."

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Familiar Faces | Kathryn and Aria

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      The first Ogre war… of course. News had reached them, although their part of the land had been unaffected. Those of their kind who had succumbed to their darker natures had been helping the Ogres. Others, like her father had attempted to dissuade their brethren, travelling to the front lines in each Kingdom. But that still didn’t explain how this girl was here—alive, and youthful.

      “…I see,” was all the former queen offered forth, for the moment at least. Kathryn regarded the young woman. She had not admitted to being alive in that timeframe, not yet. She had to make the prudent decision at this juncture. It was perhaps far more convenient to brush the matter aside, and attribute resemblance to a possible ancestor. It was perhaps the smarter thing to do. Alas, Kathryn Hubert, or rather Kathryn Ívarr was not a firm believer in taking others for fools.

      “You are claiming to be at least 9 centuries old…”

   Nerves were taking over Aria's body, she tried to think of a way to explain herself without explain just what she was. She sighed, there was no way around it. Besides, she really needed to stop caring about whether people would hate her for what she was at this point, there was nothing she could do about it. 

   "Not quite," she admitted. "I'm over 300 years old, my exact age is sort of a blur for me by now." She shrugged, after all no one really kept time in Neverland, not unless they could leave as mermaids could. Something that took Aria some time to figure out. But then...Neverland, that could be her answer. With the pirates there, she had a good enough excuse for being an adult trapped in the never aging world. 

   "I was in Neverland for most of that time, after I turned twenty three," she explained. "No one ages there, I'm sure you've heard."

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Familiar Faces | Kathryn and Aria

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       Centuries? A furrow creased the smooth forehead that seemed to radiate an inner glow, that was soft yet forbidding all at the same time, carelessly unaware of its own beauty. Centuries. Could it truly be?

       Kathryn’s frown deepened as she dragged her gaze over the young woman, less frivolously this time. There was no confirmation in the tone of her voice, nor her body language, but the stranger had won her interest at last, that much was apparent. Given her origins, Kathryn had never taken the narrow thought process, but even so, her mind had taken to believe certain things were beyond the realms of possibility. If only to make it all easier. She had been a mere youth at least 9 centuries ago, during a time long forgotten, before the siege had plagued her people and eradicated them from their rightful existence. How had this child survived? She wasn’t one of her own kind, her senses would have recognised another of such blood. 

       A Queen never displayed overt emotions, only traces of them shown carefully with grace and poise. If it wasn’t shock or dismay that painted Kathryn’s fair features, she certainly looked unsettled.

      ”Who are you?” 

   Finally something seemed to go through, Aria was almost ready to think she'd made a mistake. She rocked back on her heels a bit, second guessing her decision to come up to the woman at all. Maybe people weren't supposed to recognize her. 

    Who are you, that's a question with a long answer. She assumed the woman meant what she was, and how she could still be alive. That was the exact question Aria was asking herself about the other woman after all. Maybe coming out as a mermaid, creatures that drowned people for fun, that might not be the best introduction. She decided to leave that out until it came up. 

   "I could ask you the same question. My name is Aria Levinton, I was a child during the time of the first Ogre's War," was what she settled on sharing. Not that this woman would have ever known her name, she was only a peasant's daughter after all. She remembered a saying she heard once, only the Dark One had life eternal. That was certainly wrong in both these women's cases it seems. 

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Familiar Faces | Kathryn and Aria

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    Her face had already been averted, but its movement was halted by what the child sought to say next. Kathryn’s features twisted to mild confusion as her head shook lightly whilst she turned once again, this time to fully face the girl. Her features carried mirth as she continued to shake her head, going so far as to emit a derisive chuckle. “I am certain I was not quite so youthful when you were a child my dear. Perhaps your memory has led you astray.”

    It was no falsehood, or so she believed. The girl was young, and even if she had not been, Kathryn in her youth had not been sighted for but a few decades short of a millennium. The alternative was so unlikely and impossible, that it had not even crossed her mind. She was assuming that this child was younger than her son. “But I appreciate your sentiments on Asirenn, it was a majestic land in it’s prime.” She tipped her head forward, with humility, like a Queen, bowing just slightly in return for reverence. Some habits never left her.

     Aria wasn't about to back down, she couldn't remember if her stubborn ways were from her human life or her mermaid one, but it looked like it was here to stay. "I don't mean anything by it, I just don't meet many people from that time anymore." Her words were true, painfully so. As much as the past caused her pain, it was an unfortunate feeling when no one around understood the world from your childhood. "It was centuries ago...I wouldn't think you would remember me anyhow." 

   Aria noticed the way she tilted her head, it was certainly royal. It wasn't like the girl she remembered. She wondered what happened to this woman, her curiosity ever getting the best of her. "It was beautiful, I was twelve at the time and still remember it. My father brought my brother and I there to get a new tool to work our farmland. I had bumped into you when I wandered off, a bit distracted by my surroundings. I understand if you'd rather not talk about it. That time brings back painful memories for me, I'm sure I'm not the only one."

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Familiar Faces | Kathryn and Aria

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     There was only so much time one could spend within four walls, before feeling like they were closing in. Kathryn had been concealed for half a century — hidden, biding her time. That time was over. The elders who had plotted her and her children’s demise may be long dead, but their legacy lived on, the assassins still dwelled in the town. This town was bigger than perceived, but still a grain of sand in comparison to the entirety of the Enchanted Forest. She dared them to attack, out in the open where they were no longer protected by the laws and ways of Asirenn. No longer sheathed by their code, oh she would unleash the wrath of a mother collected for over 50 years.

     In her true form, the former Queen stepped out onto the open. She would go to the nearest bakery and purchase a donut. Since the curly-haired gentleman whose name she had yet to learn had been so aghast at her lack of experiencing one’s taste, she might as well add that as an agenda in her venture outside in broad daylight. Decisive strides slowed at the sound of a young voice, a careless glance cast to her flank, turning away just as fleetingly before turning again when she realised the girl was looking directly at her.

     Kathryn stopped then, torso following her face’s position, brows lifting in skepticism. She waited, a beat, then two, before straightening her posture, as if she were ready to turn away again and continue on her journey. “I believe you are mistaken.” A former subject from Asirenn would have curtsied by now. Or identified her as the late Queen. It had already happened twice. 

     She was older, but the features were still the same, only altered in ways Aria was sure her own face was altered. Time must have changed her, like it did most people, but Aria was sure this was the teenage girl she saw in Asirenn. She could never forget that trip, the trip with her father and one of her brothers. She wished she could forget, but it was impossible thanks to the beauty of the land and the wonder it gave her.

   The woman's face was colder now, more stern and not as soft and lovely as it was when Aria had first seen her. But she was certainly lovely in a different way. The woman's strong stance was also different, but there was no way Aria was mistaken. Not about this. Centuries may have passed, but her memory never seemed to fade anymore.

    She could see the woman would leave, so she stepped closer and smiled. A small smile was all she could manage, the corners of her lips  turning up slightly. "I really don't think I am. I'm sorry to bother you, I just know I had seen you when I was a little girl. In Asirenn? I remember you were probably in your late teens at the time, but visiting that land is something I would never forget."