Title- Atlantis (maybe renamed later)
Author- Munchkin
Warnings- OOC, slavery, strange (that's it for now)
Archived- Fanfiction.net
Notes- I don't know WHY I decided to write this, I know I probably SHOULD have used the Japanese underwater ruins or something instead. But anyway I am terribly sorry if some one has already written a story similar to this. If so I have yet to read it and would like to. Ummm....this is an AU of both the traditional Atlantis theories/ideas and the GW timeline. It is NOT a story taken from Disney etc. etc. Hope you all like it so far.
Historical/Mythology- The story of Atlantis is a very mixed up and fought over idea. Many say it existed and sank with nothing else to it, others look further into the idea of a sunken civilization and have other ideas. Atlantis was supposedly an island somewhere off Greece or so. The Atlantean were wonderfully smart and beautiful people who shared knowledge with the world around them. Some say they help the Egyptians build their pyramids, others clam not. The island prospered for a long time, their sciences and otherwise blooming. It is then that most have a hard time finding out WHY Atlantis sank. Some say they didn't want other countries knowing what they did so they started concurring the area around them until they came to Athens, where an all out war was fought. One group say that the Athenians were the reason Atlantis drifted into the sea. That either the Athenians caused it or the gods of the Atlanteans were so angry with them for losing to the Athenians that the gods punished them with total destruction of their island home. Another group say that an Atlantean scientist had discovered the forbidden secrets of the Cosmos, and released the forces which may have eventually destroy the whole of mankind but instead was used and destroyed the island. (The Forbidden Secrets of the Cosmos were considered a type of power, magical etc. that could open a path were anything was possible)
Disclaimer: I don't own them, never will, and never can. Don't sue me I don't have nothin'.
Fire rained down as the buildings as a once magnificent city crumbled away. Mothers and children cried out as beams toppled them and the land opened up to swallow their sorry souls. Those still standing and running for their lives cursed the Gods. Claiming with all their might on the unfairness of it all. Trees fell crossing as volcanoes bellowed their mighty call and rained fire down from above once again.
A small boy, not more than 5, jumped from stone to stone. His bright blue eyes tearing, watching the water rise up as the land had and swamp the area that had opened. The city had fallen, the land now baron and dead. The people were going to be gone long before this was over, and those that escaped would live only to be eaten by the sea or taken by slave ships.
He shivered as his body was submerged yet again by a wave, the salty water entering his nose and mouth. Coughing he rose to the surface to see that the undertow had dragged him farther from his island home and that the sea now shone red with blood and fire's angry glow.
The little boy swallowed his tears as he struggled to keep his head above the water. He wanted his mother but he knew that she was gone, a pike threw her chest the morning before when the Athenians had invaded.
'The sea is so angry,' he mused as the waves once again pulled him down into the darkness of the deepwater like a monster ready to claim him as his own. He opened his eyes peering threw the sea and was rewarded as he saw another small figure.
She was small, maybe his height, with yards of golden curls that still glimmered in the pale light. His hope grew a little. This other child may help him reach the surface and at the very least he wouldn't be alone anymore. He waved his arms attempting to get her attention but she moved not. Frowning to himself the Prussian eyed boy swam as quickly as he could, for his air was running out, to the other and spun her around. Only to give a cry of dismay and push back.
The child was dead. Her light blue eyes open and unseeing, with her little mouth open in a silent scream of which no air bubbles surfaced any longer.
He was going to die, the thought sent chills up the boys spine. 'Just like the little girl' the boy felt part of his vision fading into a soft grayness as his lungs burned for lack of air. His mind was at a blank, he didn't know which way to go and the little girl still floated by telling him of what was to come, he couldn't even try to work a form of Cosmos to help him.
The child wiped his arms around himself as the sea pushed him around and his last air floated to the surface, 'This is what I get for what I did, this is what I should get for disobeying Odin and Kaasan..'
^*^
A ship moved threw the fog that had settled down around the area a large island had once stood. It wasn't a giant ship, but not a rowboat either. Its two tall masts hung in the now chilly air, with the dark red sails fluttering in the wind.
An old man stood at the bow, gray beard and mustache had obviously not been combed in a long time, and thick rimmed glasses magnified any dirty look the individual threw. Even the particularly nasty on given to a younger lad who came running down towards him.
"Sir! Captain J! We found the last of the survivors!" The youth yelled though was only feet away as Captain J gritted his teeth.
"Very good Nathan, show me the last few."
They walked down to the lodgings door and proceeded to the small chamber used for new slaves. There were precious few. Two kids, one out cold and the other looked sickly, not good. Not good at all. Along with the children there were three adults of obvious Greek ancestry, how they had gotten to the island and why you couldn't tell. Captain J growled. He needed more Atlantain slaves. They were beautiful and smart, making them ideal. Perfect bed mates if needed and could do any task...though they did have a small problem with breaking them in....he walked over to the one child he had blond, almost white hair, and bright blue eyes that peeked at him fearfully. Looking him over J made a list of observations, this one was soft, would be easily broken and manipulated to what was needed, but if pushed too far the Atlantain child would die. The Winner family needed a hair, he remembered, and the wife had just died along with their only young son. This one will go to them, the captain nodded, he would adjust fine with the family and J himself would get paid well, very well.
Done with that one he turned to the unconscious other. The one looked strong, with a slight venerability that only shown threw because of his age and unconscious state. He had a slight Asian look to him, his brown hair poking in every direction and golden tan. Captain J narrowed his eyes as he slap the boy into wakefulness causing a cry of pain and surprise to burst from the wild boys lips before a glare arrived on the new slaves face showing the amazing color of his eyes. 'The one will be harder to train....'J thought and turned towards Nathan.
"The blond one is to go to the Winners, the adults you can do what you want to. Kill them or otherwise. This one-" he jerked the boy up from his hair. "is staying with me."
Author- Munchkin
Warnings- OOC, slavery, strange (that's it for now)
Archived- Fanfiction.net
Notes- I don't know WHY I decided to write this, I know I probably SHOULD have used the Japanese underwater ruins or something instead. But anyway I am terribly sorry if some one has already written a story similar to this. If so I have yet to read it and would like to. Ummm....this is an AU of both the traditional Atlantis theories/ideas and the GW timeline. It is NOT a story taken from Disney etc. etc. Hope you all like it so far.
Historical/Mythology- The story of Atlantis is a very mixed up and fought over idea. Many say it existed and sank with nothing else to it, others look further into the idea of a sunken civilization and have other ideas. Atlantis was supposedly an island somewhere off Greece or so. The Atlantean were wonderfully smart and beautiful people who shared knowledge with the world around them. Some say they help the Egyptians build their pyramids, others clam not. The island prospered for a long time, their sciences and otherwise blooming. It is then that most have a hard time finding out WHY Atlantis sank. Some say they didn't want other countries knowing what they did so they started concurring the area around them until they came to Athens, where an all out war was fought. One group say that the Athenians were the reason Atlantis drifted into the sea. That either the Athenians caused it or the gods of the Atlanteans were so angry with them for losing to the Athenians that the gods punished them with total destruction of their island home. Another group say that an Atlantean scientist had discovered the forbidden secrets of the Cosmos, and released the forces which may have eventually destroy the whole of mankind but instead was used and destroyed the island. (The Forbidden Secrets of the Cosmos were considered a type of power, magical etc. that could open a path were anything was possible)
Disclaimer: I don't own them, never will, and never can. Don't sue me I don't have nothin'.
Fire rained down as the buildings as a once magnificent city crumbled away. Mothers and children cried out as beams toppled them and the land opened up to swallow their sorry souls. Those still standing and running for their lives cursed the Gods. Claiming with all their might on the unfairness of it all. Trees fell crossing as volcanoes bellowed their mighty call and rained fire down from above once again.
A small boy, not more than 5, jumped from stone to stone. His bright blue eyes tearing, watching the water rise up as the land had and swamp the area that had opened. The city had fallen, the land now baron and dead. The people were going to be gone long before this was over, and those that escaped would live only to be eaten by the sea or taken by slave ships.
He shivered as his body was submerged yet again by a wave, the salty water entering his nose and mouth. Coughing he rose to the surface to see that the undertow had dragged him farther from his island home and that the sea now shone red with blood and fire's angry glow.
The little boy swallowed his tears as he struggled to keep his head above the water. He wanted his mother but he knew that she was gone, a pike threw her chest the morning before when the Athenians had invaded.
'The sea is so angry,' he mused as the waves once again pulled him down into the darkness of the deepwater like a monster ready to claim him as his own. He opened his eyes peering threw the sea and was rewarded as he saw another small figure.
She was small, maybe his height, with yards of golden curls that still glimmered in the pale light. His hope grew a little. This other child may help him reach the surface and at the very least he wouldn't be alone anymore. He waved his arms attempting to get her attention but she moved not. Frowning to himself the Prussian eyed boy swam as quickly as he could, for his air was running out, to the other and spun her around. Only to give a cry of dismay and push back.
The child was dead. Her light blue eyes open and unseeing, with her little mouth open in a silent scream of which no air bubbles surfaced any longer.
He was going to die, the thought sent chills up the boys spine. 'Just like the little girl' the boy felt part of his vision fading into a soft grayness as his lungs burned for lack of air. His mind was at a blank, he didn't know which way to go and the little girl still floated by telling him of what was to come, he couldn't even try to work a form of Cosmos to help him.
The child wiped his arms around himself as the sea pushed him around and his last air floated to the surface, 'This is what I get for what I did, this is what I should get for disobeying Odin and Kaasan..'
^*^
A ship moved threw the fog that had settled down around the area a large island had once stood. It wasn't a giant ship, but not a rowboat either. Its two tall masts hung in the now chilly air, with the dark red sails fluttering in the wind.
An old man stood at the bow, gray beard and mustache had obviously not been combed in a long time, and thick rimmed glasses magnified any dirty look the individual threw. Even the particularly nasty on given to a younger lad who came running down towards him.
"Sir! Captain J! We found the last of the survivors!" The youth yelled though was only feet away as Captain J gritted his teeth.
"Very good Nathan, show me the last few."
They walked down to the lodgings door and proceeded to the small chamber used for new slaves. There were precious few. Two kids, one out cold and the other looked sickly, not good. Not good at all. Along with the children there were three adults of obvious Greek ancestry, how they had gotten to the island and why you couldn't tell. Captain J growled. He needed more Atlantain slaves. They were beautiful and smart, making them ideal. Perfect bed mates if needed and could do any task...though they did have a small problem with breaking them in....he walked over to the one child he had blond, almost white hair, and bright blue eyes that peeked at him fearfully. Looking him over J made a list of observations, this one was soft, would be easily broken and manipulated to what was needed, but if pushed too far the Atlantain child would die. The Winner family needed a hair, he remembered, and the wife had just died along with their only young son. This one will go to them, the captain nodded, he would adjust fine with the family and J himself would get paid well, very well.
Done with that one he turned to the unconscious other. The one looked strong, with a slight venerability that only shown threw because of his age and unconscious state. He had a slight Asian look to him, his brown hair poking in every direction and golden tan. Captain J narrowed his eyes as he slap the boy into wakefulness causing a cry of pain and surprise to burst from the wild boys lips before a glare arrived on the new slaves face showing the amazing color of his eyes. 'The one will be harder to train....'J thought and turned towards Nathan.
"The blond one is to go to the Winners, the adults you can do what you want to. Kill them or otherwise. This one-" he jerked the boy up from his hair. "is staying with me."