This story is written similar to a play/movie script. Another heads-up: there is a certain part in the story that is a little graphic (violence), it is the only graphic thing in this story.
Diya was swinging through the trees without a care in the world. She knew by now her mother, the queen, had sent people to search for her. Diya was tired of being cooped up in the castle; after all, she had been there for at least 1599 years by now. In about one month it will be her birthday and she will be old enough for an arranged marriage, which was something, Diya wanted to avoid. Diya used a vine to swing on to a high tree branch. She looked out into the entire city. It was so beautiful. She could only imagine what it looked like before the great cataclysm. As soon as she started enjoying the view, it had ended. One of the parole guards had spotted her on one of the air machine thingies.
Guard: -in Atlantean- come, princess. Your mother, the queen, is waiting.
Diya sighed and jumped on to the front of the air machine and the parole guard flew off to the palace. Diya went straight into the throne room where her mother and father were waiting.
Diya: -IA- Mahtim, you called for me?
Kida: -IA- yes, a dozen times Diya! Where have you been?
Diya: -IA- I just wanted some fresh air...
Kida: -IA- did you forget that your father had an important meeting today with some officials?
Diya: -IA- oh Mahtim, my deepest apologies. I did forget!
Milo: -IA- Kida, dear, it's alright. She young let her be young.
Kida: -IA- Milo, she has to learn. In one month's time, she will be arranged to whoever comes forth.
Diya: -IA- I don't want that! Please Mahtim...and father, I want to marry someone I truly love. Like you did.
Kida: -IA- but you are not me, Diya! You are you. And until you learn some responsibility, you will not leave this castle!
Diya: -IA- but Mahtim―!
Kida: -IA- no butts! Go to your room now!
Diya huffed and stormed off to her room. Milo went over to Kida, holding her in his arms.
Milo: -in English- don't you think you were a little harsh, Kida...she's just a child.
Kida: -in English- that's the problem, Milo. She has to step it up. Diya has a great ancient power in her that could save us. She has to be ready for the worst.
Soon nightfall came and Diya was lying on her bed, pouting. It wasn't fair! Diya looked out her open window and saw a pretty purple flower. She looked at it and concentrated. Soon the flower uprooted itself and floated over to her.
Diya: -IA- I'm getting the hang of this. -smile-
Then there was a rustle in the bushes near her window. Diya got off of her bed and went over to the window to check it out. She looked down into the bushes but didn't see anything. She shrugged it off as nothing. But before she could turn around, someone grabbed her from behind and put some type of mask, which she wasn't familiar with, over her nose and mouth. She dropped the flower and tried to fight her attacker, making muffled screams, but her attacker was too strong.
Diya started to get extremely woozy and sleepy, until she was out cold. Her attacker, a buff, dirty-blonde guy, picked her up bridal style and ventured out the window, stepping on the flower Diya had picked. He took her out of the palace and out of the city. There, awaiting the man, in the heart of the volcano, was a band of mean-looking men and women. The man carrying Diya put her in a clear container on the back of their trucks and locked it shut.
Man: -in English- get ready for the major pay guys.
The team cheered, getting in their trucks and driving off, away from the mythical city of Atlantis.
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