Hey, Stonepelt here. My new world is Altantis: the lost empire. I got there by a portal, a world portal in fact. I have done research on Atlantean history, culture, language. And I found that if Kida was on the surface by 1914, she would be 28, which Milo is at least a year older than her in physical age. So if Milo became Atlantean in the end of the movie, he would be basically be 8,700 years old in atlantean age. Me, I am 30 years old now on my earth, and basically if I get to be Atlantean, I would be 9,000 years old. Pretty cool, yeah?
I have a crush on the sarcastic yet beautiful Helga Sinclair, and in her disney wiki page, I found out that by the time of the movie, she is my age. Concindentally? I like to think so. She may have sided with Rourke for a bit, yet I wonder where she went in the camp scenes and the Atlantis tour scenes. My goal is to know Milo and Helga in Washington, D.C., be on the submarine with the others, and help whatsoever in Atlantis then.
Anyway, I am part of the Sierra Travelers Clan, I am a warrior, and I have a apprentice, soon-to-be warrior, Bluepaw. We fought the South Side gang quite a while ago, and we fought beautifully. Myself with a bow and arrows, and Bluepaw with her ninja skills. It was awesome. My day came upon a chilly October day. I was walking along the western border of Upworld House with Bluepaw, who's showing me some of her ninja skills. She can slip into trees so easily, and hide in the shadows very efffectively. I was wearing a dark blue long-sleeved shirt with a lightweight tan jacket, black pants, and white/black sneakers.
"Hey, Stonepelt? Do you think that I would get a good warrior name?". Bluepaw chirped excitedly.
I chuckled, "Well, I don't doubt that you will get a good name. The question is, will it suit you well?".
Bluepaw pondered on that, "Gee, I hope so, Stonepelt.". I nodded and assured her that everything will be fine. She smiled. agreeing with me. We got to Upworld House, greeting our clanmates. We got into the elevator and zoomed down to HQ, where it was bustling with more clanmates, talking and laughing. I saw Sunrise chatting with my best friend, Sandfur. They noticed us coming, and Sandfur smiled mysteriously.
"Can I tell him, Sunrise? Please?" Sandfur asked playfully.
I raised an eyebrow, "Tell me what?".
Sunrise nodded with a chuckle.
"Stonepelt, I got your totem necklace on your doorknob, and I have a feeling you are going to like it very much.". Sandfur replied with a wide smile. I grinned softly, thanked her, and asked Sunrise and Bluepaw to wait for me. They nodded, and I left, heading to my room in the clan hall. My number is 17, my birthday date. I looked at my doorknob which looks like the head of a lava dog, my totem necklace dangling. Oh, how did they do that?! My totem is the atlantean letter 's' which looks like a crooked 'e' with the curves more inward. The letter is made of metal, and the tread is twisted of blue and white. I grabbed it and put it on as I opened the door, the hall dangling with crystals of different hued blues. The floor is made of Indonesian-South American wood, the walls painted in different ways. The left wall is painted of the great submarine underwater, "The Ulysses". The central wall is painted of the great city of Atlantis before the great flood aka "the mehbehlmoak". The right wall is painted with all the characters's names scratched in English and Atlantean. My bed is woven with different laces from the Caribbean, and my dresser is painted in deep brown with black handles. I grabbed a backpack full of food, supplies, and carbon-copied dollars that seemed to be from the 1910s. I knew I had to rent a place for awhile if I find myself in Washington, D.C. in the new world there. I left my room, quickly grabbing a pair of nicely black gloves I got from my father. He was in the army for a long time, and got killed by a terrorist group in Iraq. I only knew him for almost 14 years. Mom said that I do look like him, except having her eyes instead. Pretty ironic, huh?
Swiftly I made it to the portal room in record time. I saw everybody standing by, with Sunrise and Bluepaw next to the portal. Sunrise looked at me, and I nodded my affirmative. Sunrise then got everybody's attention as Bluepaw awaited patiently to be named warrior.
"Stonepelt, did your apprentice train well?" asked Sunrise firmly.
I smiled softly, "Yes, my leader. Bluepaw excelled well in training. She's very ready to be a warrior within your permission, Sunrise.".
"Very well. Bluepaw, do you promise to uphold the motto and the ways we live under?". asked Sunrise quietly.
Bluepaw cleared her throat, replied confidentally, "I do, Sunrise.".
"Then before this clan, I name this new warrior, Bluewhisper for her silent ninja skills, and her postive outlook on life. May you guard this clan's secrets well, and fight well for justice!". shouted Sunrise proudly. I smiled, finding the name fitting for my former apprentice. Everybody echoed the name, and Bluewhisper grinned, looking at everybody with tears in her eyes. Finally she looked at me, and I moved to hug her happily. She thanked me, and I nodded knowingly. Sunrise poked me on my shoulder, and I looked over, and she gestured to the portal. I grinned, saying goodbye to everybody, and then stepped through the tunnel. It was dark at first, then it became light. I gasped at the source of the light, finding that it is the mother crystal with the kings' pedestals going round and round slowly.
"A glorious sight, is it not?". spoke a gentle, harmonious voice. I looked slightly behind me, and I gaped, recognizing Kida's mother, the previous queen. I quickly dropped down to my knees in respect and awe.
"Do not do that, Stonepelt, please.". the queen asked politely. I nodded slightly, and raised my body up, my eyes facing the queen's shining blue eyes.
I gulped nervously, "I am sorry if I intruded into anything here, your highness.".
"Nonsense, Stonepelt. And please call me Vasilia". replied Vasilia. Vasilia, means 'royal'. Ascending from the form of Greek. Very fitting for a queen.
I smiled slightly, "Yes, Vasilia. May I ask why are you here?".
"You may. I am here to tell you that you are destined to help save Atlantis with the Chosen One, who you call Milo Thatch. You will need to guide him no matter what it takes. I ask you to do that, for you are a warrior, Stonepelt.". Vasilia replied regally.
"I will do it, my queen. But how can I guide him when I have no proof of Atlantis then? I know he gets the book from his grandfather, but he gets so burdened by that darn museum, excuse my crude behavior.". I asked confusedly with a bittersweet tone in my voice.
"You are excused, but do not be worried, for I brought someone who is wanting to see you for so long, and I believe he will tell you how. Are you there, Thomas? Your son is here.". replied Visilia with a wide smile. A loud excited laugh echos throughout the tunnel, and I gasped, startling at the laugh and the reply of the mentioned name of my father. Then he came from a bright light on Visilia's side. Dad!. His brownish-black hair, same as mine, shining teal blue eyes, tanned skin, wearing a white toga with a blue sash, and tannish-gold sandals.
"Hey, son!". laughed Thomas, my dad.
I choked, hugged him , with wet eyes, "Dad, I missed ya.".
Dad replied softly, "It's okay, kiddo. I got a good spot up there, and I saw everything. Wow, my son, a warrior! I am so proud of you, Sierra Damos!".
"Really, Dad?" I asked quietly, looking at him.
"Yep! Now I believe Vasilia here is getting a bit impatient, so I better get to the point then. Do you remember what I told you about Great-granddad?". asked Dad.
I frowned, trying to remember, "He was in the world war, right?".
"That's right. And I told you that he was a only child by chance, you see, he was a twin, but his twin died stillborn. Now, in this new world, this twin lives, but great-granddad disappeared out of nowhere. And Mr. Preston Whitmore is actually a friend of them. So I made you documents, making you the son of great-granddad, thus receiving a uncle in this world. He will help you, and oh, he is my namesake, actually. So, easy for you to remember, alright, son?". replied Dad.
Shocked, gaping, "You did all that, Dad? Wow. Okay, I will find him, and follow my plan for this world". I chuckled nervously. Dad chuckled at that, and Vasilia smiled at us, replying that she and Dad has to go now. I hugged Dad one more time, and thanked Vasilia before they disappeared in bursts of light. The mother crystal and the pedestals disappeared along with them. I looked ahead to see the end of the tunnel, showing the famed Journal. I started to run, then jump toward the Journal, then darkness overwhelmed me. I hope Dad got everything correct for these documents. Man, a lost uncle. Whoa, that's a very startling surprise.