Will laughed, the booming laughter carrying, as he and his brother ran towards the water. It was almost like they when they were children, except it wasn't Henry for once rescuing his younger brothers and sweet talking all their way out of trouble.

"You know me, plans were always up to you and Henry. I prefer action," Will replied. He knew they were sirens but Will was strong and Alex was powerful and even after they got onto his boat, they wouldn't be able to keep up with them. "Don't worry, we'll get to the boat before they catch up with us. And you're supposed to be the storyteller, how did you not think of something to get out of this yourself."

Will heard the sound of his brother tripping, turning he almost caught him but was quick enough to grab his brother and carry him towards the water. They didn't have time for civility or dignity, the sirens clearly wanted his brother.