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The End
Atlantis watched his city. He watched as the Ancients fought the Wraith. The tormentors of his body, leaving him busied and battered. He watched as the water slowly covered him. Hiding him from the light of the sky. He watched as the Ancients abandoned him. It hurt. He was left wounded and alone to recover for ten thousand years.
For 10,000 years, he had no human contact. No contact, what so ever.
Then, the Earth expedition came. And he wasn't alone anymore.
So many interesting people. He couldn't wait to work with every one of them.
All of them become very special to him. Especially the three leaders in the city, Elizabeth, John, and Rodney. And he would do anything for them. Even though they didn't know it.
Elizabeth, his devoted leader of his city. John, the one who had the strongest gene in the city. They connected literally. And Rodney, the one who fixed him when he was hurt.
He watched as his city grew and people died. He mourned for each and every one of them. The day Carson died, the heavens let loose torrents of rain. That day the city saw Atlantis cry.
Then, came that fateful day, the Wraith came, led by Todd, that traitor. He felt that the betrayal ran deep. After the perfection of the retro-virus, Todd became the first Wraith that doesn't need to feed. He decided to conquer the galaxy. Then Atlantis. Todd was after him. Pounding down his doors.
And with one mere thought, brought it to an end.
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