Disclaimer: Everything is Tolkiens. Not mine. The plot line and things unfamiliar to you are mine though.
Summary: In modern day time a young group of three students, training to be archeologists, uncover a tunnel, deep within the confines of the earth. But what they find at the end of the tunnel is a fairy-tale. The lost Land of Numenor.
Rated: Pg
This story is inspired by the Akallabeth, in the Silmarillion. I just thought it would be really cool to make a story of finding it deep in the ocean.
Lost Land of Numenor
1. The Tunnel
Hannah Burn leaned back onto her heels, a small hand brush in her hand. She wiped her red hair from her forehead, leaving dirt smudges in their trail. She stood up, adjusting her baggy overalls before making her way to her best friend, Alana Valin.
"Girl, its time for lunch break. Care to join me?" she asked.
Alana looked up, her thick black braided hair swaying. She nodded before saying, " We should report to Professor Dalton first."
The two college students made their way to their professor, spotting their other friend, Ben Hender, making his way to the lunch table, which was under a tent. The blazing sun on the islands of the United Kingdom was brutal this year.
" Hello Professor Dalton, I found nothing in my area, as of yet." Alana said, splashing her face with cool water in a near by basin.
" I found some broken pieces of pottery but nothing else, in my area." Hannah said pushing her hair out of her face until she angrily tied it in a messy ponytail.
" Excellent." He smiled. "Why don't you two take a lunch break. We are assigning new areas to students, so after lunch, check the board to find your area. Each student will be in a group of three this time." Prof. Dalton said, Rubbing his grey haired- chin in thought before going to an assistant and telling her about the discovery of the pottery pieces.
" Who ever said Archeology was a bore obviously doesn't know any better. I find it to be exhilarating." Hannah said, picking up her tray of food before sitting next to Ben.
" I find it exciting. We are so lucky to go to the islands and actually dig. " Alana agreed, sitting across from her two friends.
" I for one, find Archeology fascinating." Ben said. Ben was the one you could always find in the Library, his nose stuffed into a book. He thrived for ancient history. He got excepted to fine colleges all around the world, but chose Baylor University for two reasons.
A) this school was one in only a handful of colleges that majors students in archeology.
B) He wanted to be with his two best mates, and they had been accepted to Baylor University.
" You never know what you will find... keys to unlock mysteries, answers to questions no one knows. I believe anywhere and everywhere you can find something to do with archeology." Ben continued pointing at them with his fork. When he was younger he lived in Scotland for 10 years. So he had a Scottish accent, but talked as any British would. His best friends loved the way he talked.
As they finished their lunch, the three ventured to the board to see who they were working with and what area.
Alana ran her finger down the list till she came across Hannah's name. The list read:
Area: G18
Team Members:
Hannah Burn
Ben Hender
Alana Valin
" Wow," Hannah said, " who would of thought that they would be dumb enough to put us all together. In One group."
" All right, mates, I think this is an opportunity that we shouldn't let go. Don't complain, Han, for this might be the only time we may work together."
" Mr History Buff is right again." Alana said, grabbing her pack before handing the other packs to her friends.
The packs each contained two water bottles, a first aid kit, three sets of hand brushes and shovels, all in different sizes, emergency food, flashlight with extra batteries, gloves, pens, pencils, and a notebook.
"Lets get to it then." Hannah said, shouldering her pack.
They slowly made their way to their area. They passed area A... B... C... all of them until they came upon G.
" This is it, mates... G18... lets get digging." Ben said, rubbing his hands together.
They then set their packs in one corner, getting a shovel and a brush out before walking in different areas. They knelt down and started digging.
Four hours later, Alana was sticking her shovel in the ground when all the sudden it seemed to give in itself. Before she knew it she was falling with the rest of the sand, screaming.
Hannah looked over just to see Alana fall into the growing hole. " Alana!" she yelled, going to her best friend's side.
" Don't! are you insane, Han? Get any closer and you'll be falling in, too. Get the packs out of the way." Ben said as he grabbed Hannah around the waist, effectively stopping her from going further. They waited until the sand stopped falling. " Wait here." He instructed Hannah. She nodded numbly.
Ben slowly crawled to the hole, every so carefully testing the ground with his weight, seeing if it would support him. He came to the corners of the hole, which expanded 15 feet in either direction. He looked down. " Alana! Alana, can you hear me!"
" I can!" Came the muffled reply.
" Are you OK?" He asked, trying to find her in the darkness.
" Yes, I think so... I landed on some sand, so I didn't fall too hard.... Ben? Hannah? You've got to see what's down here. Its... its... utterly amazing." Alana called back.
" Alright, hold on a moment." Ben called down. He returned to Hannah. The shouldered the packs and made their way to the hole.
" How do we get down?" Hannah asked.
" Like this," Ben said, jumping down the hole.
" Ben! No way am I going to jump down a hole. Am I the only one sane here?" She asked.
" It's alright, Han, jump down. Don't worry, I'll catch you."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
Hannah closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. ' Breathe. Just Breath, girl. Everything will be alright if you just bloody BREATHE.' she mentally told herself. She yelped as she flew down the hole and into the safe, strong arms of Ben.
Once they were all on their feet they joined Alana, who had taken a flashlight out of her pack and was pointing it around the little cave they were in. She faced the West side of the cave. Where there was a tunnel.
" I never knew there was a tunnel under these islands. I wonder where it leads to." Alana said.
" Shall we investigate?" Hannah hesitantly asked.
" I would think that is our only option." Ben said. " Lets explore, mates!"
The three college students slowly made their way into the tunnel, leaving the world they knew behind them.
Just if your wondering, no, im not British, or Scottish. I'm Greek American, thankyouverymuch. And let me tell you, I'm proud of it. I always hated it when people tried to look or act Greek. I call them 'Greek Wannabes' So if you do that, don't tell me. LOL,sorry about that, i started rambling on...
As I mentioned, I'm not British, Never been to The U.K. so if any of you have any ideas on how I can make this story more real and the characters like their actually are British, please leave me a review and tell me. It would be much appreciated.
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