The King's Daughter RE-EDITED

When Elisa McGrath loses her mom in an accident in Egypt she realizes that her dad is alive. Who is Ellie's dad, and why is he in the new resurfaced empire of Atlantis?

Disclaimer: I do not own Atlantis...I wish I did.

Author's Note: After two and a half years. I'm so sorry you guys! Please forgive me! It's been a long hiatus. I have this whole composition book of an outline for this fanfiction so I can assure you know that this story will go on. Also this story is not close to finished, it is many chapters long. I'm not even halfway done so I gotta get rolling lol

I decided to re-edit the fanfiction, because I want it to stick to the movie more. For example, Milo's relationship with Lisa which was 1905 and not anywhere near 1912. So I am changing the setting a little and making it a little juicy for you all to enjoy.

Oh and there are many surprises with this fanfiction I hope y'all are ready for them!

Lastly, I am giving you all fair warning. This fanfiction has a good number of OC's so I hope you won't get confused in the long run.

Enjoy! And tell me what you think of my changes.

My name is Elisa McGrath. I was born in Cairo, Egypt on the ninth of October of 1905. I've lived my entire thirteen years with my mom exploring tombs and other cool stuff. She's an archeologist which I think is pretty inspiring because not many women are as brave or hard-working like her. It's always been just the two of us, me and Lisa. Though we both have been very happy, I have a problem. I've never met my dad. Ever.

Mom never wants to talk about it, even though I've only asked twice. Once when I was little and she said "I don't want to talk about it." So I knew that it was better not to ask again. I saw the pain in her eyes when I asked and I did not wished to hurt her with whatever happened to my father. Then, when I was eleven I was learning about genetics in school. I had my mom's eyes and freckles, but suddenly I asked while I was playing with my hair "Mom, where did I got golden brown hair from?" She had really black hair, so I was curious on why my hair was so light. She was reading a book in her fancy, wooden egyptian chair "From your father." I suddenly stopped and stared at her "My father?"

She didn't looked at me she just turned a page from her book "Yes. You have his smile too." That was the first and the only time she ever mentioned him.

When she said that I wanted to know more about him. Who was he? What was his name? Where did mom meet him? All those questions I wanted to ask and more. But I saw my mom's hurtful look again and I really didn't wish to kill the cat with my curiosity. All I knew from that day on, is that my father had my smile and my hair.

From that day on I tried to imagine how he was like, and how my mom met him. Even though I didn't know if he was alive or not, or if he was married and had another family. I just pictured this girly fantasy in my head. I remember it clearly:

Once Upon A Time in the desert dunes of Egypt there lived a beautiful archeologist named Lisa McGrath. She loved Egypt so much that she planned on staying there forever. Then she met him up on the horizon as he walked over to the sun setting behind him very heavenly.

He was stronger and bigger and had a lot of muscle than any other man in Cairo. He had golden brown hair and had a wonderful smile. He was very handsome. Even though he had great biceps he and Lisa felt madly, passionately, truly, deeply, and hopelessly in love...

That was it. I really didn't knew how it would end, because I never felt like imagining the doom of my parent's relationship. This is how I imagined it, and that's how I imagined my dad. Strong, bulky, and very attractive. No great man could steal my mom's heart for 15 years so that man did something special for her to fall in love with him and then later on to have me.

Sometimes I wondered that maybe that wasn't quite right. That maybe I was a mistake or something since she wouldn't tell me anything. But I knew that there was more of this story. Not knowing where I come from kills me, because I feel like there's this mysterious big chunk of life that I need to uncover. In fact, sometimes I wondered that maybe there was more for me out there than just Egypt.

For thirteen years I was certain that never in my life I would meet my dad, and I was fine with that. I was completely happy with my mom. But then that terrible day happened, and it changed my life forever...

So what do you think?

I know it's short but hey it's the prologue.

Oh and if you don't know who her father is then you better start guessing and you'll get a cookie if you get it right!

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THANKS FOR READING...AGAIN! :D