A cool sea breeze, a warm sunny day, the feeling of your toes in the sand, the distant noise and chatter. What can be better than this…?
Under the ocean depths
There lived a Great kingdom of Mer-folk. This city was a utopia for all sea life. Unfortunately, as land people began to pollute the oceans, much ocean life died. Most mer-folk died of pollution of the waters and some were forced to the deepest depths of the oceans.
The underwater city was abandoned and then forgotten. All that was left were the tales of the mermen and mermaids and their magic that spread throughout the sea….This lost world was called Atlantis, Oceania, Kingdom of Water and many names.
The mer-folk magic still exists and is actually part of the land in the form of a fountain. Legend say, is someone touches the fountain on the Night of a new moon, they will be reborn as mer-people….
In New York Airport
"Come on Mattie! I think I'm gonna graduate before you finish!" A loud blonde shouted to another blonde on the escalator.
"Hush Alfred. We are disturbing other passengers" the meeker one warned.
"Whatever! We are like going to live on an island! Beach house. Hot girls in Bikinis. How can I be calm!" the louder one yelled.
"Say goodbye to New York Mattie! It'll be a while before I see the Statue of Liberty." They walked the enclosed hallway to the plane.
"Goodbye." The quieter one said in a whisper.
They sat in First Class Seats.
The louder blonde, was Alfred , wannabe Hero and protector to the weak. The real image and incarnation of The American dream. With eyes bluer than the sky and hair like the sun, a Californian dream boy. The perfection of an American boy, with a sexy body and a killer smile. Currently, Alfred was snacking on McDonald's. His Aliens Exist shirt was wrinkled and jeans ripped by stupid skateboard stunts complete the look of a typical teenager.
His meeker brother (actually the oldest of the two) was Mathieu Williams, soft Canadian sweetheart and lover of hockey and maple syrup. He was such a cue kid, with flaxen colored hair and amethyst colored eyes. Shy by nature and kind by heart, he was well liked around the city. He had such a nice physique that was hidden in large oversized hoodies and jeans. Today, he wore his Canadian flag hoodie and carried his polar bear, Kumajiro in his arms.
Funny…security thought he was hiding bombs in the stuffed animal. Boy did Alfred get a kick outta that one.
Recently, they will be moving to Riles, a very small island that is under the A in Pacific. Currently, the island offers a wide assortment of sports, entertainment, tourist attractions etc.
Their Dad met a woman in Mexico on a business meeting and fell in love with her. It was about time, their father found someone to love. So they will be meeting their future Mother and brother from Mexico in Riles. Father is already on the island fixing the finishing touches on their new home.
Alfred was bubbly and excited to go to the Island. Mathieu stared emptily out the plane window. It was a good 36 hour flight. Time for a nap….
In Guadalajara Airport
"Mama! Hurry. The plane is departing in una hora!" A young Mexican shouted to a woman who was scrambling to get her bags.
He only had a worn out leather duffle bag around his shoulder and carried two women bags in each arm.
" Mijo! Wait! My old bones can't make it"
They ran over to get their passports and tickets checked by immigration and ran over to the plane with 20 minutes to spare.
" Ay Dios Mio! Finally we made it!"
He chuckled and ordered her some tea on the cart.
" Bienvenidos a la aero linea Riley. Vamos a llegar en aproximadamente 36 horas. Por favor Abróchense los cinturones de seguridad para despegar. Vamos a salir en breve."
Miguel Angel sighed and read a simple brochure from the back of the seat in front of him. Born and raised in Jalisco, Mexico. Complete opposite of his father and brothers en el Norte.
He had the common black hair of those before him with very soft hazel eyes. A dark tan from working in the hot sun in long hours with a very good build for such a young man. Today, he wore his nicest blue cotton shirt and his cleanest dress pants. His shoes were polished and he tied his messy dark locks back. To think he was going to meet a future father and brothers.
His mother read a book. Her curly black hair was pinned to the back of her head as short curly locks framed her face. Miguel Angel truly loved his Mama. She was the most beautiful woman in their pueblo and was the kindest. She also makes the best salsa and tacos de pastor in Mexico.
Today she wore a simple white t-shirt and a long skirt, filled with the colors of paradise. Her worn leather sandals tapped impatiently on the floor. She can be a pain if you upset her.
36 hours later
Alfred and Mathieu jumped off the plane. Not literally but Alfred was talking of jumping it after 7 hours. It sounded like a good idea but they were above Virginia and it didn't sound like a good idea.
They staggered out to the where their luggage was. 4 American flag colored luggage and 5 Canadian flag covered luggages later, they walked out the terminal.
Their father was waiting for them in the SUV. He was wearing some tacky Hawaiian shirt and khaki shorts with sandals. He was a tall proud man, full of military history in the family. His usual buzz cut hair was grown out and cut like Alfred's. His name was John E. Jones.
" Sup Pops" Alfred jumped into the shotgun.
" Hello Dad" Mattie took his usual seat in the back.
" No! Alfred, Marisol will sit there. You will sit with your brother in the back."
" What! Why! The backseat is for pussies-wait! Sorry Matt! You know I love you man!" He frantically apologized to his brother in the back.
" And don't even dare to use such language in front of Marisol. She's your future Mother and I want to make a good impression."
" Whatev's. Can we get McDonald's later?" Alfred climbed to the back seat next to Mathieu.
" I don't think they have McDonald's here Al."
"WHAT! No Way! McDonald's is everywhere. It's like the Swine flu or somethin'. It just cannot be anywhere but not here!"
" Here they come!" John pointed to the two Mexicans coming out of the terminal.
The lady was hot. She was really sexy with big black curly hair and that long skirt leaving to the imagination. The man next to her looks irritated.
Miguel Angel couldn't believe that old gringo! He tried to grab his Mother's leg and then say he will pay her. He never wants to see another gringo again!
" HOLA! MI NAIMO EZ ALFRED AND TE AMO!" Alfred popped out of the window and screamed that out in bad Spanish.
Miguel Angel's eye twitched. Another one! His mother laughed at the effectual teenager.
" Bienvenidos Amor. Let me introduce you to my boys. The loud idiotic one is Alfred " An elder man walked out the SUV and kissed his mother on the lips. He gestured to the loud teenager popping out the window.
" Thanks Dad-WAIT! Whatda ya mean the idiotic one!" Alfred hollered.
" My eldest one is Mathieu. He's holding a polar bear" Mattie pulled Alfred back into the car and said a quiet hello.
" My name is Marisol and this is my only son, Miguel Angel. Estoy muy feliz de conocerlos a ustedes or how-you-say- joyed to meet you" Marisol shook hands with Alfred.
They joined in the car. Marisol in the front and the boys in the back. The tension in the back was so thick, you needed a chainsaw to cut it.
Alfred and Miguel Angel were sizing each other up.
The adults chatted obliviously to the tension in the back.
Mathieu was on the side staring at the rugged terrain and jungle of Riles. They drove around the city.
It was like their vacation in Rio. Tall buildings and apartments surrounded by wildlife and jungle. They drove past the beach. Tons of teens and young adults lying around, playing sports, surfing on the beach drinking smoothies. There was a McDonald's by the pier. The M was green and the whole building was covered in murals of the jungle. They passed the large port, full of boats, yachts and water vessels coming in and out.
They started going into the mountain side of the island, houses of every size and shape. Shacks, Tents, condos, Villas, Apartments. They want around more private houses. They noticed the large canals around the homes and in the city where there were roads and bridges high enough over large canals full of boats and gondolas.
They finally drove up to a Villa on the low slopes on a mountain. Alfred whistled. It was huge! He grabbed his camera out of his pocket and took photos.
It was a large villa, painted blue like the sea. It had a nice large porch in the front with a large balcony in the side with adobe tiles. From the entire front, it looked 2.
Alfred and Mathieu ran inside. The roof was really high with a chandelier hanging down. The living room was covered in adobe tiles as was all the flooring. The kitchen was equipped with the most modern appliances with nice mosaic patterns on the walls and around the large window that let out an extremely nice view of the ocean. The dining room was surrounded by window walls that led out to the yard in the back and the patio. The backyard was about 3 acres with an outdoor kitchen, pool, Jacuzzi, shed and outdoor house.
"Oh my god. It's beautiful John" Marisol covered her mouth in disbelief.
Alfred ran up the stairs. He looked at the all the rooms, which were 8 all together. 4 on the bottom and 3 on the top and one in the basement. He picked the large room in the back. It had a large walk-in closet, multiple shelves scattered around the room, a couch, and a cool ladder into the attic. The Bathroom was kickass. It had a large sink, long oval tub, a shower that had a marble bench inside, with a closet. He started putting up posters of superheroes and hot girls on his walls.
Most of the boxes were in the room. Shipped from New York. His luggage has some of his clothes.
Mathieu walked around the villa. So enormous. He chose his room across from Alfred. It was identical to Alfred only parallel. He started putting up posters of Canada and of friends from back home. Kumajiro sat on a shelf by the bed. He placed his familiar trinkets and knick-knacks on shelves. He started placing clothes on hangers in the walk-in closet. He grabbed a box cutter and opened boxes. He arranged his new oak desk by the balcony door. Hockey trophies and diplomas on the wall opposing the bed. His favorite polar bear calendar next to the bed.
Miguel Angel walked over to a room in the corner between Alfred and Mathieu. He threw his duffle bag inside. Unlike his future brothers, he didn't have a lot of baggage or personal objects. The humongous room of empty space frightened him. He and Mama always lived in a typical 2 bedroom apartment. The rooms were small and only filled with pictures of family and religious relics. He slept on an old woolen blanket on a pile of hay while his mom slept on a comfortable bed that was raised from the dirty floor. It was his gift to her for Dia de la Madres. He hung a rosary around the bed and arranged his clothes in the shelves.
A familiar smell to Miguel Angel and new smell to Al and Matt emanated from the kitchen. Marisol was in the kitchen cooking quesadillas, which were tortillas warmed and filled with cheese until the cheese melted thus Quesadillas.
She was cooking on a Comal, which was a flat piece of iron warmed on the stove. She flipped tortillas with her bare fingers on the hit girdle. John seemed happy eating them as he ate standing up in the empty dinning room. Miguel Angel graciously grabbed 2 quesadillas and Alfred poked his head in.
"Somethin' smells good. What is it?"
"Quesadillas mijo. Try one" He grabbed one of the plate and bit into it. He sighed and gave her thumbs up.
"I love your cooking already!"
"I'm very happy."
"Alfred, get your brother. I think its time the whole family has a talk about the new changes and everything."
So basically, pretty short...but it's the first chapter! Don't worry! I'mma gonna unpdate soon! please point out my mistakes! I'll fix them up later. RILES is not a real island! i just made it up...unless it's really an island then i wanna know. Don't own anything at all other than Riles.
The spanish stuff~~~~~`
mijo-son
una hora- one hour
Bienvenidos~basically the stuff on the plane saying welcome to blah blah and please fasten your seat belts and blah blah blah
Gringo- basically a white guy(if its Gringa -its white girl.)Sorry if it sounds racist but that's just how it is.
The other characters will pop up soon. Oh and i need Oceans legends and stuff for future chapter and stuff so like if you know a good story PM me plz or if you know good books or websites...again PM me plz.
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