Okay so I read somewhere what the third National Treasure is supposed to be about and it sparked me to start writing my version of the third movie. Yes, there will be a touch of fantasy more so than what there probably will be in the real third movie. But this treasure always held a certain amount of fantasy for me. Anyways, onto the story!

The plane ride was long. They had stopped in Houston then Albuquerque and were heading for a small town called Cortez. From there they would head down into a lush canyon just on the outskirts of Cortez that had an even smaller town called Dolores. What was it with all these tiny towns out west?

Riley quietly kept going over their route, trying to occupy his mind on the tiny plane. Ben and Abigail were sitting in the two seats across the aisle from him. He sat alone. The plane had rows of two going down its right side and a row of one on its left.

The young techie looked out the window and saw…clouds. Lots of gray clouds obscured the ground from him. He turned away, seeing as there was really no scenery to look at. Riley glanced at Ben, who was busy reading a book on dead languages.

"So…remind me why I'm up in the sky in the middle of Colorado? Or are we still in New Mexico?" Riley asked.

"We're probably still above New Mexico." Ben answered and set his book down. "You agreed to come because you said you were going stir crazy."

"Right," Riley crossed his arms and laid them and his head down on the tray in front of him. He remembered very clearly that he had told Ben that if they didn't go anywhere soon, he was going to go bonkers.

"So, 'the legend begins with the Water Warrior'?" Abigail questioned, repeating the riddle that had sparked this expedition.

Ben nodded slightly and picked up his book, doing nothing more. The blonde sighed and glanced over at Riley, who was playing with the drawstrings on his hoodie. The techie caught her look and then looked at Ben.

"Where's this clue supposed to lead us?" Riley raised an eyebrow. "What's the treasure behind this one?"

When the treasure hunter didn't answer, both Riley and Abigail immediately got the same thought in their heads.

"Does it have to do with page forty-seven?" Abigail asked, leaning closer to her husband.

"What was on that page? How'd you get permission to start looking without the President's army?" Riley babbled on. "Maybe you didn't even get permission, huh?"

Ben rolled his eyes and looked at the rows behind them. The plane was pretty empty except for a mother with two sleeping children, an elderly woman and man, two teenagers, and a guy who was snoring in the back. The treasure hunter motioned for his best friend to lean closer.

"This treasure could possibly be the largest in the world," Ben whispered. "And it's right up your alley."

"What is it?" Riley and Abigail breathed.

Ben paused for dramatic effect, making the techie and his wife lean in closer.

"The treasure of Atlantis."

Okay, so I'm not real good with my history and such so if I make a major mistake please correct me. Plus since Atlantis is such a fantasy based treasure, it's kinda hard to get everything correct. Please remember to R&R! It makes me happy! :)