Changing Tides
Prologue: It was late at night, nearing midnight on the Gold Coast. A bright moon shone above the dormant volcano of Mako Island, reflecting perfectly in the channel between the island and the mainland. The waves were calm, moving gently and swiftly against the shoreline. The only thing to disturb the scene was a decent-sized white boat, bobbing softly in the ocean surf. The anchor was down, and there was no sign of life on board: no lights, no movement, and no changes. It was simply a boat, anchored just off of the mysterious and dangerous Mako Island.
At first glance, it appeared that the boat was abandoned. However, upon closer inspection, the silhouette of one motionless figure could be seen, leaning slightly on the railing at the bow of the boat. The figure looked out to sea; ignoring both the island and the mainland, but glancing almost longingly out to the ocean.
Big, blue eyes watched as the sea ebbed and flowed, shifting and constantly changing. They kept a sharp eye out for anything. Watching the sea never failed to surprise. The ever changing waves and shifting sands always had something new to offer. Her eyes followed something in the water: a small reef shark, just beneath the surface. It brought her attention to the island before her, half-hidden in fog, despite the clear night.
Her mother had warned her to keep an eye on Mako Island. It was a mysterious place, full of wonder and, what some might call, magic. But that was why they were here. There was no such thing as magic: only science. They would prove to the world that magic would always be disproven by science.
However, there was something that caught her eye. The young girl frowned, squinting in the darkness. There was something unnatural protruding from the thick forest on the island. It looked like... machinery? What? Why would there ever be machinery on that island? From what her mother had told her about the island, people tended to avoid it because they didn't understand it. Nobody dared to go to Mako Island; it was overrun with vegetation, filled with bugs, and surrounded by sharks and reefs: needless to say, people tried to avoid the island at all cost.
So why would any human-made machinery be on Mako Island?
Leaning forward, there was no mistaking it. There was a bright yellow construction truck hidden in the thick forest. It was possible that there was more than one, too. She couldn't be certain. She was ready to leap off of the boat and go investigate, but she resisted the temptation. Instead, she took one last glance towards the island and the bright moon shining above it, before turning on her heel and walking silently into the cabin of the boat. The door swung shut behind her with a soft snap, barely audible over the waves.
The scene was just as the same as before, with the sea the same as ever and the island silent and still as the grave. However, the serenity of it all was lost with the discovery of the construction truck. Uneasiness slid into the scene, but the island and the boat remained silent.
Author's Note: Okay, so I know I have a Harry Potter story that I am working on, and I shouldn't start a new one. But this idea has been with me for a while. H2O is my guilty pleasure. It's an awesome show, though. So I hope you enjoy this story, it's got lots of twists and turns in it, with new characters and old! (: Review, please? This is just a taste of what's to come, and it's very vague, I know. But that's the point, it's the prologue. It won't reveal much yet. There will be more to come, with reviews! Thanks!
- double heart