Well, here goes my second fic. Just so you know, they are not humans, but more like humanoid wolves. Anyways, hope you all like the beginning!

-6,500 B.C.-

The island of Atlantis is in danger. Athens has managed to create a stronger army than even their rival, Sparta. Not even the great weapon the Atlanteans possessed was able to stop them. Atlantis was badly outnumbered.

"What will we do now, sire!?" an wolf warrior said in Atlantean language to his superior as they fled on a flying vehicle. "The Athenians are going to arrive on Atlantis' shore in only a matter of moments!" the lead warrior said. "We can't fight back now! The winds and waters are too treacherous! We must protect our people!" They flew back over the island of Atlantis after several more terrifying moments.

The weather and ocean had both become highly unstable due to the misuse of a great energy source Atlantis has had for thousands of years. In an attempt to stop Athens, a discharge from the power source had catastrophic events on the environment. This means that the Athenians were not the only threat to the island.

The vehicle finally entered the large city on the island and continued to the very heart of the city. When it came into view, the warriors noticed that the bright silver light, which always hovered above the city with a few stone slabs orbiting it, has turned red and was emitting several light beams around the city.

They managed to land the massive vehicle on a flat surface, having to race to the palace with the only source of light being the red beams, as dark clouds have covered the sun. Winds speeds were very high, indicating that a typhoon was forming. They all rushed inside the throne room, where the royal family of Atlantis awaited nervously.

"Your majesty! Come with us, quickly!" The King stood from his throne and ran towards the three warriors, the Queen stayed behind briefly to get her 17-year-old daughter, Princess Crysta. "Crysta! Come on!" she said, but the princess stay where she was, extremely worried. "No! I can't go without Marcus!" she yelled. Crysta had chosen Marcus, the son of a nobleman, to be the future King. They have already been married for a few months, and must await their succession.

"Crysta, we have to go, now!" the Queen responded. Crysta looked completely full of doubt, but finally made for the exit. They tried to go for an underground shelter, but the winds had become so strong that moving was no easy task. They could all tell that, in the distance, a tsunami was heading straight for the island.

As one of the red light beams passed by their left side, Crysta could make out a wolf figure crouching to the ground. She stopped to look back, and recognized who it was: "Marcus!" she shouted, relieved of worry. "Crysta!" he said back to her. With that, he stood up and the princess and prince embraced each other tightly. When they broke apart, Crysta took Marcus' arm, "Marcus, my love, come with us! We have to get to someplace safe!"

As Crysta finished speaking, one of the light beams coming from directly above stopped right on her. When she stood up to look, it turned from scarlet back to it's regular white color. Marcus noticed her expression turn blank as her eyes glowed a bright silver. Then an aura of the same color appeared around her as she started to levitate upwards, towards the light. Marcus rushed over, but by then, she was too high for him to reach.

"Crysta!" the Atlantean prince shouted as Crysta was pulled into the light, and the four stone slabs revolved around it relatively fast. The King and Queen rushed over to Marcus, who was on his knees, staring at the light. "Marcus, everything will be fine!" said the King. Marcus looked up, "But, your majesty-" the King cut him off: "Crysta knows how to do this. It has been done for generations."

Marcus understood what he meant, but never thought Crysta would do…it. "O-okay, if you say so…" he said before giving a brief bow and stepping back to look up again. The light suddenly looked like it was vibrating rapidly, and the stone slabs reached a speed so high that they looked like a bright white rapidly-spinning ring. Three beams of light (one pale red, one pale green, and one pale blue) came out of three points of a triangle below the light, made their way up to it, and everyone turned their heads away and tightly shut their eyes as the beams were about to reach the light.

They looked up again once they were sure it was safe. The ground began to shake. The tsunami was very close, and the hurricane was violent and thundering, but they were not the cause of the shaking: the entire island began to sink beneath the surface. All of them watched as the wall of ground rose, covered in a large waterfall. Marcus stared at this unnatural phenomenon for a few seconds before a beam of white light appear in front of him. He looked up, and saw Crysta decending. He held out his arms, and she was slowly laid into them. The beam went out once she was completely in his hold, as did her aura and the glow in her eyes.

She blinked a few times. "Marcus…" she said, disorientated. Suddenly, the light began to drift upwards. The King and Queen were in shock, "Crysta! What have you done!?" the King yelled. "We are not going to survive anyhow!" Crysta said, now back on the ground. Once they thought about it, she was right. The tsunami would destroy the island for sure. And the island was sinking; they would be destroyed by the magma beneath the Rock Layer. "I think I tried to make sure the Star would be in the hands of the living! It's legacy must go on!" said Crysta.

The royals and the warriors bowed their heads downwards. There was no other option. "Alright, daughter. I just hope you did the right thing!" And after he finished, the Star shot across the sky, to the west, from what they could tell. Marcus held Crysta tightly as they would await their death, everybody did the same. The Athenian ships had no chance against the tsunami.

In minutes, they were destroyed, and the giant wave filled the hole where Atlantis had been. Hours later, it was like nothing was ever there; it was simply empty ocean.

Meanwhile, the Star that Crysta had bonded to briefly made it's way across the world, landing in what would later be North America. It has not been seen for ages, but that could very well change. And it did in the 21st century, when a certain wolf demonstrated it's power…

Okay, I'll admit that it is loosely based on "Atlantis: The Lost Empire", but I've made some of my own variations. I will work on this story after the Starfox story "The Rose's Thorns", but I just thought I'd give you a sneak-peek. I will make more chapters when I can. Keep holding on…