CORE Contest Winner

Thank you to all who participated and congratulations to every single one of you for giving it a shot! As you may recall, the rules were to create a piece using a word or theme from the description of my novel, “Core.” Here’s the winner!

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The Siren’s Song

by Toney Eugene

Unbeknownst to him, his death was swirling in the air tonight. This tragedy would be the result of a simple kiss.

Adam Shull was laying in his bed on a cold September night. With empty beer bottles strewn all over and tears in his eyes, he tried his best to nurse his broken heart. It was a little after 10:00 PM and charred images of him and Terri; his recent ex-girlfriend, were swirling in mind.

Why did she leave me? What is wrong with me? Were some of the painful thoughts that were being conjured by his love-tainted memory.

Somewhere in the crevices of his mind, he heard an alluring song. It snapped him back to reality and for a split second he forgot about his heartbreak. Almost against his will he got off the bed, slipped on a pair of pants and left the bedroom. He followed the captivating song down the stairs and almost tripped twice. The more steps he took, the clearer the song was. As the seconds slowly rolled on he began hearing the words of the song. It was enticing; like whoever was singing knew exactly what he was feeling.

He followed the entrancing song right outside his house. A cold breeze gently blew in his direction but if he felt the slightest effects of it, he showed no sign. His main concern was finding the source of that mellifluous song.

As he walked to the back of the house, the song was getting stronger, right before he banked the corner he saw a faint glow coming from the backyard and he knew that he was heading in the right direction. Eagerly he walked to the backyard and in front of him was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She had long blonde hair which cascaded down her shoulder in loose curls, milky white skin, her eyes the color of the ocean, her nose was long and narrow, and her lips were naturally pink and full. She appeared the epitome of beauty in her simple white gown.

When she saw Adam all she did was smile and continued singing that beautiful song. “Come closer.” She called out to Adam

“You have a nice voice.” Adam said with a dreamy expression etched on his face.

“Thank you.” She smiled.

“I’m Adam.” He looked into her blue eyes, still in a trance.

“I know and I know you’re hurting.” She took his hands into hers, “I can help you.” Her voice was soft and calm like a river.

“How?” He asked curiously.

“Kiss me.” She gently caressed his face.

Without missing a beat Adam slightly tilted his head to the right and gently began kissing the beautiful woman. It was the best kiss he ever had in his life. Little did he know that it would be his very last. As he was kissing her, he felt her embrace growing tighter. Chokingly tighter. He tried to pull away but she was too strong.

With her lips interlocked with his, she slowly began feeding on Adam’s life, his soul.

Second by second the night became darker to Adam until he saw nothing.

The more she kissed him, the more the green, diamond encrusted amulet around her neck glowed; that’s where all the captured souls were kept.

When she was finished, she simply let Adam’s body drop to the floor and faded away into the night like an apparition that never was…

The morning sun shone into Dana and Eric’s apartment. Dana was sitting at the mahogany table in the kitchen and drinking coffee while reading the Monday newspaper. “Tragedy” she said shaking her head as she read about a young male who was found dead in his backyard last night. As she took her last sip of coffee, she heard her husband, Eric, coming down the stairs. “Morning.” She greeted him.

“Morning, Honey.” He smiled and went up to her for a good morning kiss but when his lips were only a few inches from hers, she turned her head and Eric’s lips landed on her cheek instead. “Why do you keep doing that?” He asked with an exasperated sigh.

“Doing what?” She asked as she smoothed the right sleeve of her dark blue blazer.

“Every time I try to kiss you or just try to be affectionate, you shoot me down.” Eric took the empty seat opposite his wife.

“Eric,” she sighed “I just haven’t been in the mood lately. Everything is just stressing me out. You got laid off, I’m working an extra shift. I have no idea where the money is going to come from to pay the rent and all those bills. So excuse me if I’m a little distant.”

“Look, Dana, I’m not saying…” He stopped in mid sentence and was strangely fixated on something.

“Eric, are you ok?” Dana flashed a concerned look.

“Do you hear that?” He asked mesmerized.

“Hear what?” Dana asked with a slight hint of confusion in her voice.

Eric shook himself out of his trance and said, “It’s gone now but it sounded almost like someone was singing. It was beautiful.” His voice was soft and warm.

“Get some rest, Honey.” Dana looked at him as if trying to figure out what was going on in his mind. “I’ll see you when I get back. Don’t forget I’m working late tonight.”

“Can I have a kiss goodbye?” Eric asked, even though he knew the answer before the question left his lips.

“Can’t. Don’t want to smear my make up.” Dana answered with a smile. She picked her keys off the key rack, left the apartment and made her way to her car.

Eric waited at the foot of the door, until he heard Dana’s car engine roared. He slightly shook his head, sighed and said to himself “You’re going to lose me one day.”

 

Later that night, Eric came from taking a shower. He toweled off, and slipped on a vest and a pair of white and navy blue striped pajama bottoms. He made his way downstairs to the living room, glanced over at the black circular clock that was mounted on the wall above the T.V., it was 9:45PM. He shook his head and wondered what time his wife would get home.

He was about to turn the T.V. on when he heard a crash coming from upstairs. Instinctively he got off the couch and went up the stairs. He first checked the bathroom, everything seemed intact, and then he went to the bedroom, looked around and noticed a picture frame lying face down. He picked it up, turned it over and found himself staring at a wedding picture of him and his wife, through the cracked frame’s glass.

How did you fall off the dresser? He thought to himself. He walked over to the window, but it was tightly shut. Strange, he thought. He looked once more at the picture through the broken glass and gently ran his pointer finger along the contours of his wife’s image and a single tear ran out of his left eye. He placed the picture back on the dresser and went back downstairs to watch some T.V.

For about 15 minutes he was flipping through the channels of the T.V. but nothing caught his interest. After checking the time again, he picked up the phone and called Dana.

“Eric?” Dana picked up her cell phone after checking the caller I.D.

“Hey, Honey.” He said with a smile.

“Is everything ok?”

“Yeah, it’s all good. I was just calling to say that I miss you.”

“Is that it?” She asked annoyed. “Eric, I’m really busy. I really don’t have time for this.”

“My God, Dana. Really? Forgive me if…” his voice trailed off.

“Eric are you there?” she asked, slightly surprised by the sudden silence.

“That song is back again.” His voice just above a whisper.

“Eric what’s going on?” She sounded confused and concerned.

“The song I was hearing earlier, it’s back and it sounds closer.”

“Eric, I really think you need some rest and maybe you should go see Dr. Landau tomorrow.”

Suddenly there was a gentle knock on the door, “Could you hold on for a second?” and without waiting for an answer Eric went over to the door. When he opened it, he saw a beautiful woman standing on the other side. Her loosely curled blonde hair was trailing down her shoulders and her icy blue eyes were calling out to the loneliness in his heart.

“Hello.” She said with a warm smile and soothing voice.

“Hi” he responded, “come in.”

“Eric! Who is that?” Dana was partially yelling through the phone and without a word she heard a single clicking sound coming from her phone. When she looked at the screen she noticed that the call was disconnected. She tried calling back but there was no answer. Slightly upset and scared, she went to her boss’s office and told him that a family emergency came up and that she really had to leave.

Back at the apartment, Eric was at a loss of words for the woman standing in front of him.

“You’re very handsome.” She smiled at him while boring into his soul with her beautiful blue yes.

“Th-th-thank you.” He stuttered, “What’s…what’s your name?” He managed to get out.

“Whatever you want it to be.” She smiled again and took a seat on the couch. “Come sit next to me.” She patted on the empty cushion next to her.

Shyly he sat next to the woman with no name, “You’re very beautiful.”

She smiled, took his hand into hers and whispered in his ear. “Thank you.”

The way she said it made his skin crawl, it was magical. Like nothing he’d ever heard before. “Was that you singing?” he asked.

“Yes. That was me.” She answered. “Would you like me to sing for you some more?”

Without saying a word, Eric shook his head in the affirmative and the woman with no name began singing. Eric was lost in the sound of the most beautiful thing he had ever heard and it was not just her voice, it was also her words. It was like she knew exactly what he was feeling.

The woman with no name gently grabbed Eric’s chin, looked into his eyes and continued singing to him. When she was finished she said nothing, all she did was caressed his face for about 10 seconds. “I know I’ve said this before, but you’re very handsome. Kiss me.”

Eric thought for a second and then shook his head. “I can’t, I’m married.”

“But she doesn’t appreciate you. Not like I would. I bet she doesn’t even know how hurt you are.” She sang a few more lines to Eric, luring him in with her captivating voice and entrapping blue eyes. “Please, Eric,” She continued, “just one kiss.”

Without saying a word, Eric leaned in to kiss her. The second his lips touched hers he felt a spark, something he hadn’t felt in a long time. It was blissful but suddenly it felt like his lips were on fire, he felt like he couldn’t breathe. He tried pulling away but it was no use. The more he struggled the tighter the embrace of the woman with no name became. Darkness was slowly curling the edges of his vision.

He was at the point of giving up when he heard a familiar voice somewhere in the distance, it was Dana. The woman with no name let go of him and he gasped for air, letting the sweet oxygen fill his lungs.

“What the hell is going on?!” Dana screamed with hot, steaming anger seeping out of her. She looked over to the couch and saw Eric struggling to sit up while clutching his heart but then he stopped and fell back, his eyes closed and he appeared lifeless. “Nooo!” She screamed and directed her attention to the woman with no name. “Who the hell are you?”

“I’m the end of your life.” She said with a menacing smile.

Dana stared in horror as the once beautiful face of this stranger contorted into something that not even her nightmares could weave. Her blue eyes were now darker than the night itself, her milky white skin now gray like that of a tombstone, and she bared long, sharp fangs reminiscent of those of a wolf.  “My name is Xandria,” She began, her voice deep and nearly demonic. “I come from a long line of Sirens and we don’t like it when some maggot like you disrupts our meal.”

With her blonde hair violently blowing in a non-existent wind, Xandria slowly walked towards Dana.

Dana was scared and contemplated what to do. When Xandria was only a few feet away from her, Dana mustered up all the strength she could and punched Xandria right in the face.

As if she didn’t feel a thing Xandria simply laughed out loud, wiped off the blood dripping out of the small cut on her lip and grabbed Dana by the neck. Choking the very life out of her.

Dana tried prying Xandria’s fingers from around her neck but Xandria was way too strong.

Eric who was slowly regaining consciousness, got up just in time to see his wife on the brink of death. Quietly he got off the couch and tackled an unexpected Xandria. They both fell to the ground with a loud thump.

Dana caressed her burning throat and struggled to get air back into her body.

“You stupid fool!” Xandria yelled as she flipped Eric over. “You shouldn’t have done that.” When those words left her lips, she grabbed Eric by the face and began kissing him. She was enjoying the feeling of his soul’s energy flowing into her body, she suddenly felt a sharp pain on the back of her head. She angrily turned around to see Dana standing there with pieces of a broken vase in her hand.

Dana’s heart began pounding at a rate she never knew was possible, fear grabbed hold of her and she was close to giving up when she saw the green amulet glowing around Xandria’s neck. Without thinking she ran towards Xandria and with all her might, ripped off the amulet.

“NO!” Xandria yelled out. “Give it back now!”

“No.” Dana shook her head. “You seem very fond of this, I wonder what would happen if I smash it.” Dana tried her very best to keep the fear out of her voice.

Keeping a cool face, Xandria simply smiled. “Nothing at all, I’ll just kill you for destroying my precious jewelry, kill your husband because I’m hungry and then get me a new necklace.”

“I’ll take my chances.” With anger building up inside, Dana held the amulet high above her head and dropped in to the ground. It shattered into a million pieces.

“NOOOOO!” Xandria let out a heart wrenching scream.

Suddenly, tiny orbs of light began floating out of the broken pieces of the amulet. “No.” Xandria tried backing away but all at once, those tiny lights – the souls of her past victims – clung themselves to her and slowly began ripping her apart. She yelled, screamed, she did everything she could but nothing helped. The souls tore away at her with a deep rooted vengeance.

Dana stared in disbelief as the orbs of light mauled Xandria, until there was nothing left but her pristine white gown.

Dana heard a slight cough, “Eric.” She gasped. She rushed over to his body, pulled him into her arms and began kissing him. “I love you.” She cried as she held him close to her.

“I love you, too.” He responded, still struggling to find his breath. They held each other tight until the sun came up.

 

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 Comment and let Toney know what you think of his piece! And don’t forget to check out “Core” to see what it’s all about.

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One comment

  1. cheryl · July 13, 2013

    Oh my goodness. I totally cried at the end. The tension in the story is fantastic and I love the way everything is weaved together. The descriptions are so good. You picked a great winner, Teshelle. 🙂

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