Chapter 1: A Peaceful Day Turned Brutal
It was another quiet day, the birds were chirping, the wind blowing slowly through the trees. You open your eyes and sigh. "Another quiet day," you say, slowly getting up, sitting on the edge of your bed for a moment before getting to your feet. As you get dressed into your daily outfit of jeans, black leather boots, green cotton polo, and brown leather vest you think back to a month ago...
"I'm sick of your bossy attitude! I just want to do what I think is best! Not listen to you all of the time!"
"Dude, calm down!..."
"No, don't say that to me! I'm sick of your constant use of like, dude, and hell. Why can't you just speak normally!"
"Why? Because I'm the hero! All hero's talk like me!"
"No they don't! Only idiots talk like you!"
"I'm no idiot! I'm the hero! Are you challenging that?"
"Yes I am! I want to be free! Like you wanted to be free..."
You slowly shake your head. America truly was an idiot. "I don't know how I even managed to live under him for so long. Ugh. No more of this. I've got work to do," you say, pulling on your brown leather gloves and putting your medium length brown hair back into a pony tail before grabbing your brown oval glasses off of the night stand and putting them on. As you head for your bedroom door you stop in front of your bedroom mirror. Blue-green eyes stare back from a pale white face. You close your eyes and immediately return to that day. You shudder and head out of your room.
~In your kitchen after breakfast~
You just manage to finish your small breakfast consisting of radishes, carrots, and strawberries, all from your garden outside, when there is a knock at your door.
"Stormfire! Stormfire!" a familiar voice calls out. You go to the door and open it, smiling down at Sealand.
"Hey there. You have great timing. I just finished breakfast,"
"Great! Can we go play now?" Sealand asks, looking up at you. You sigh and smile slightly.
"Well...I guess so. I worked all day yesterday so I guess that a little play today won't hurt me," you say, letting Sealand lead you outside by the hand. "He's so sweet. I'm so glad that he's my friend," you think to yourself.
"Stormfire, why do you work all the time?" Sealand asks you, still leading you to who knows where, "You're young. You should be having fun! Like me!"
"Sea," you say, "I'm 23. And I have a nation to look after," you sigh, "And just where are we going?"
"To the lake I found yesterday! It's really cool, you can see right to the bottom!"
"Right to the bottom then...hmm..." you say, your voice trailing off as the lake appears from between the trees. "Wow...Sea...this is beautiful!"
"I know!" Sealand responds, looking around. You immediately understand and smile, letting go of his hand and taking off down the shore line with a laugh. "Hey! No fair!" he cries, running after you.
~One Hour Later~
"Yes...I win!...Peter..." you pant, looking around for your friend and calling him by his human name as you always did when you were outside of your house. "Peter?" you repeat once again, now getting slightly puzzled. Just where was he? You head to the edge of the lake and look down along the shore line. "I can't have run that fast," you think, walking slowly down the rocky sand the way you had just come. "Peter?" you call again, going stiff when you feel something slippery and slimy grab your leg. "What the-?! Yuck! Get off of me!" you say in disgust, bending down to remove the slimy thing from your leg. As you are trying to get your fingers around what ever it was that had a hold of your leg, a shadow falls across your body. You stiffen and look up, eyes widening in fear at the hideous sight looming over you. It hisses, red, chunky drool falling from its mouth onto your vest. Before you can react, it rears up and starts to drag you under the water.
"Isabella!" Peter calls out appearing from behind a tree. "Isabella...what is that?" he exclaims, watching in shock as the creature drags you slowly under the water. "No! Isabella! I'll help you!" Peter cries, running to grab your now outstretched hands. Before he can reach you, however, a slimy tentacle hits him, sending him backward into a tree and knocking him unconscious. As the water of the lake slowly goes over your head you think..."So this is the end then?" before breathing in water, choking, and blacking out.