The serious expression didn't falter at the growl emanating from the siren. Rather, he just kept glaring, not reacting to Axenus pinning him onto the floor. He met his eyes without fear, not revealing anything beyond the anger he felt.
However, as the siren began to hum, he couldn't help but scoff internally. After all this, this was his plan? However, he quickly fell under the spell of the siren's song, feeling himself falling, falling...
*
When Will had opened his eyes, he was in bed. The sunlight streamed through an open window, allowing the evening summer breeze to blow through. Huh? His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. This room was familiar, but why?
Wait, is this... The thought trailed off, hearing the familiar sound of cows on the dairy farm. He felt his heart leap to his throat. Maybe it was all a really weird and vivid dream. Maybe he never was on a trade ship, maybe everything was still okay! Without thinking, he ran outside, trying to find someone.
"Hey pa!" He shouted, but once he was on the porch, he froze in his tracks. No...no he wasn't home at all. It wasn't all a horrible dream. He saw this, because he saw himself sneaking to the barn with other kids from the village, the young teen snickering all the while. No... He thought, panic setting in. No no no...
He wanted to run, to stop the boy, but his legs were frozen to the ground as he saw his younger self shift into a cow and walk into the barn. He felt his chest tighten, his body began to shake as he helplessly watched the past like a horrible movie.
3...2...1... Almost as if on cue, smoke began to flow out of the windows, and quickly the barn came ablaze. He covered his ears, collapsing to his knees and squeezing his eyes shut as the children screaming echoed through the air. Then, he felt something weird, as if something went through him. He looked up, and saw the silhouette of a man taking off to the barn, one who had deep brown eyes and hair to match.