Chapter One

"In the distant past there was a great society. One above all the rest of its time. But unfortunately there was a storm that wiped the civilization away. Some have traveled to find the remains to never return. The legends of the city has become mere myths."

The professor stood in the center of the room to let the story take its affect. A few students sat intrigued while the rest were either asleep or trying to finish term papers for their other classes. With a sigh he turned to the board, "Who can tell me what city am I talking about?"

The ones that were listening quickly raised their hand. He figured this was a good time to scare the rest by volunteering another, "Nicola, do you know?"

A blonde hair girl raised her head from the laptop on her desk. She stood up from the desk, "Was it Atlantis?"

The professor raised an eyebrow at the answer, "Ah and what gave you this idea?"

"Well sir, my granddad told me a story about a city that had the same destruction. So I just took a wild guess, sir." She said pulling a strand of hair behind her ear showing dull green eyes.

"What kind of stories did he tell you?" The professor asked.

"I'm sorry sir, but I promised him I that I wouldn't tell." She said as she went back to the laptop continuing to type.

"Miss Nicola is right. This weeks lesson will be about the legend of Atlantis." He droned on about boring facts for the next hour till the bell rang. The students milled out some stayed to ask a question. The rest left for the next class.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Nicola placed the laptop on her desk as she turned the light on in the dorm room. She had been going to the University of New York for the past two years. This was her first semester to have Mythology as a class. She had always been intrigued by the stories her granddad had told her about him and a team of professionals searching for hidden artifacts. He would kid around about the things they would find.

On her eighteenth birthday he gave her a single stud saying that he was given a crystal that he made into an earring. He gave it to her with a letter telling her about the Atlantians. Reading the letter she had a feeling they were real and not just another of his tall tales. At his funeral, she had saw a few people that never had been there before stand before his coffin and reminisce about things like he was still alive. They soon left and she never found out their names.

In her room she changed into a big shirt and shorts. A small note caught her attention. It had a message from her roommate saying she was not Nicola's servant and to get her own mail. Nicola picked the letter off the table and rolled it around in her hand. Not finding a return address she was about to throw it away thinking might junk mail, but instead opened it and began reading it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

What does it say? Hmmm you will have to wait to the next chapter. Review please it'll help me day go one better.