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"Unfortunately, there seems to be far more opportunity out there than ability... We should remember that good fortune often happens when opportunity meets with preparation." ― Thomas A. Edison
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CHAPTER 2: ALL ODDS AGAINST
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4,000 years later ...
Down in the basement where all the files and boxed were of the of the Hancock, Banks and Driver Law Offices a young man named Terrance Kristofer Hancock, a young linguist, historian, geographer and cartography. He worked for his father Dwain Caleb Hancock, who is one of the most popular and outstanding law attorneys in all of D.C.
His dream was to find Atlantis just like his grandfather, Eduardo Hancock, one of the greatest historians, who believed in Plato's idea of Atlantis. For most of Eduardo's life no one would believe him about Atlantis. They though he was crazy or that he must had a screw lose. Hardly no one believed in Atlantis, many thought it was just a fairytale with a tragic ending like Romeo and Juliet, that it was just a made up story.
Terrance wanted to carry out the expedition what his grandfather could never do, and find Atlantis. He spent him whole life from when he was a little kid studying everything he could get his hands on about linguistics, history, geography and cartography. While other kids played outside with friends, he stayed in his room and studied.
Terrance cleared his throat and began saying, "Good afternoon, gentlemen ... and ladies, first off, I'd like to thank this board and it's members, for taking the time to hear my proposal about the Lost Lost Empire of Atlantis."
"Now we all heard the legend of the beautiful and prosperous Atlantis also know as The Babylon of the Sea, which was a continent somewhere in the ocean that was home to an advanced civilization, possessing technology far beyond our own."
"That according to our friend Plato here and the information he gave us, Atlantis was suddenly struck by some cataclysmic event that sank it beneath the sea." Terrance said as he prepared a slide show of pictures depicting the event that sunk Atlantis.
"Now, some of you may ask, why Atlantis? It's just a myth, isn't it? Pure fantasy. Well, that is where you'd be wrong." Terrance said as he started the slide show, and said "4,000 years before this very day, Atlantis had electricity, advanced medicine, even the power of flight. Impossible, you say? Well, no, not for them. Numerous ancient cultures all over the world agree that Atlantis possessed a power source of some kind. More powerful than steam, than...than coal. More powerful than our modern internal combustion engines!"
"Members of the board, I propose that we find the Atlantis, find that power source, and bring it back to the surface." Terrance pressed the button, and the screen showed a picture of a page of a book appeared as he said "Now this is a page from an illuminated text that describes a book called the Guardian's Journal said to have been a first-hand account of Atlantis, and its exact whereabouts."
He walked over to a chalkboard that had Coast Of Ireland written on it, and said "Now based on a centuries-old translation of an Atlantean text, historians have believed the journal resides in Ireland." He then took out an ancient shield with Atlantean lettering on it, and continue. "But after comparing the text to the runes on this ancient shield, I found that it actually had been mistranslated." He erased the R and replaced it with C as he said "So, by changing the letter, and inserting the correct one, we find that the Guardia's Journal, the key to Atlantis lies not in Ireland, but in Iceland."
Terrance took a deep breath trying to to drop the shield, then muttered. "Pause for effect." He struggled to put the ancient shield on a desk, after almost dropping it on his foot he was able to get it on the table, by falling on the table making a huge crash sound denting the wood and said. "Oops."
"Gentleman and ladies, I'll take your questions now." Suddenly the telephone started to ring. "Uh, would you gentleman and ladies please excuse me for a moment?" He climbed up, and leaned on the chalkboard.
He picked up the telephone, and said "Filling department, Terrance Hancock speaking." He heard angry ranting that said something about the this files had not been delivered yet.
"Yeah. Uh, just ... just a second." He put the telephone down, and turned on the light in the room. Almost blinding his parents and grandparents, who were listening to him final speech before he addressed the board members. He walked over to the rows and rows of files and looked for the one with the case number 238765. After searching for five minutes he grabbed the book and lugged it over to small elevator that brought cases to the offices. He pressed the buttons and sent it up.
He got back on the phone, and said "Its on its way up ... okay good, yes this the right one ... uh-huh. Yeah. You're welcome. All right. Bye." Terrance hung up the phone as he got off the chalkboard and told them."Forgive me for that, and that will not happen when I address the board."
"Now, as you can see by this..." Terrance tried to say, but he realized that he accidently erased some parts of the map when he climbed on the chalkboard. He fixed it quickly by the chart he used, and said. "Now as you can see by this map that I've drawn, I plotted the route that will take myself, and a crew to southern coast of Iceland to retrieve the journal."
His parents and grandparents clapped at his speech. They were so happy and loved the information he gave. They really wanted him to retrieve this journal, it meant the world to him and his grandfather.
"Oh Terrance! That was just wonderful!" His mother, Francine Marquita Hancock said beaming with delight at her son.
"With that information I highly doubt that they will turn you down for what you have presented!" His father, Dwain Caleb Hancock said giving his son a pat on the back.
"Oi, too much information bores people, including me, I just hope the don't fall asleep." His grandmother, Claudia Thelma Hancock said grumpily as she continued to knit a scarf.
"Oh Claudia, can't ya be happy for the boy?" Eduardo asked his wife giving her a glare of be-happy-for-him.
"Atlantis is just a myth! Its fiction! Its not real! If Terrance wants to destroy his future like you did, then go right ahead!" Claudia exclaimed throwing her hand up in the air standing up.
"Oh Mom, he's not gonna destroy his future, times have changed from when Pops was his age." Dwain told his mother giving her a side hug.
"Yeah drastically I can see." She scoffed putting her knitting nettles in her bun and putting away her yarn.
"Grandmother! I'm telling you these finding are legit! I will find Atlantis is its the last thing I do!" Terrance said triumphantly to his grandmother.
"Sure keep telling yourself that!" Claudia scoffed rubbing her temples on her head.
"Don't listen to her dear, you'll do fine and I'm sure with the information you have, no one could turn you down!" His mother told him in a comforting way with a smile.
"I hope your right." Terrance said glumly as he walked over to the table.
"I'm sure there is no way they can turn you down." Dwain told his son in a comforting way.
"I hope so, but they're really tough of people, they made Ralph Gerard cry, and he was the toughest kid is high school."
The cuckoo clock chimed in four times as his Mother fixed his air, and said "Ah, showtime." He gathered his stuff, then stuffing it in a briefcase ready to present his finding on Atlantis and continued "Well, this is it! I am finally getting out of the dungeon."
Terrance looked at a picture of his grandfather and him when he was younger and smiled. He used to try on his grandfather's helmet that never fitted him. He opened the cabinet, and took out the helmet. He put it in his head, and it still didn't fit him, but he made it fit.
"Oh Terrance, you'll maybe never fit into that helmet." Eduardo chuckled making his grandson smile.
"Maybe someday I will!" Terrance said with a sigh as he took off the helmet and put it away.
"You'd need a big fat head to bed able to fit in it." Claudia snickered grabbing her cane and standing up.
"Mother!" Dwain groaned looking at his Mother, as the elderly woman just rolled her eyes.
"What? Its true, just look at your Father's big fat head!" The elderly woman said bluntly making hand motions with her free hand.
"Mom, could you at least say something nice for once in your life?" Dwain asked his Mother, who put all her weight on the can and crossed her ankles while leaning on the cane.
"I could," She replied with a smiled and paused then added. "But I won't."
The whole room sighed at Claudia's reply. She was a cankerous elderly lady, she had always gotten her way, and still does. She loves to play the 'I'm-an-old-lady' card all the time.
Then a message came down the tube. He opened it and the letter said:
Dear Mr. Hancock,
This is to inform you that your meeting today has been moved up from four thirty PM to three thirty PM.
Terrence looked at the clock to see that it was already almost three forty-five, and said "What?!" Then another message came down the tube. He opened it, and this time, the letter said:
Dear Hancock,
Due to your absence, the board has voted to reject your proposal. Have a nice weekend.
Mr. Clifford B. Glover's Office
"THEY CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!" Terrance cried out in dismay grabbing his briefcase and rushing up the stairs.
"Poor boy, hope he can make it before they close at four." Dwain sighed sitting back down.
"You know he will," Francine said with a clam reassuring look on her face as she started to clean up lose papers on the desk.
"If he doesn't, then maybe its a good thing!" Claudia said with a nod then added. "A sign that Atlantis isn't real and this is a bunch of hoop-la!"
"Oi!" Eduardo sighed rubbing his head. His wife could be a pain sometimes, most the time she was.
"What? You know its true, all of you know its true!" The elderly lady stated pointing her cane at them and waving to around.
"You don't know that!" Dwain countered his Mother.
"Yes I do." Claudia said plainly. "Its just a fictional place thought up by Crazy-Nut-Ball Plato and his wacky theory about Atlantis."
"Mom! Did you see the evidence Terrance showed us?" Eduardo asked his wife, who put her nose up in the air.
"Yes I did, and its a bunch of balderdash made up!" Claudia told her husband.
"You'll see one if these days, Claudia." Eduardo told his wife as he put his hat on.
"Uh huh." Claudia deadpanned as she followed her husband out of the room and up the stairs.
"My parents, such wonderful people, huh?" Dwain said sarcastically sitting down in the chair.
"Honey, look, they are an old married couple, that's typical." She told her husband sitting on the arm of the chair.
"I don't want to be them when we get up there in age."
"I'm sure we won't, I wasn't a spoiled rotten brat like your Mother was."
"That is true, bur still, I didn't see why Claudia had to say them things to Terrance."
"Honey, she's Claudia, that's typical for her."
"You right, shall we go out for dinner?" He asked his wife standing up and putting out his arm for her to latch on.
"Oh course I would." She replied with a smile as she looped her arm around his and they walked up the stairs.
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A/N:
I'm back! Not dead! So DO NOT KILL ME for this chapter being a wee bit short, next will be longer, promise! *smiled brightly*
I was thinking about doing a crossover with with Barbie Princess Power and Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir! I was thinking about having the Princess Power Characters in Paris with the Miraculous characters, but I could also do it vise versa, I dunno, what do you guys think? Is it something you'd be interesting in reading?
Anywho sorry took so long, I've been having trouble finding this story in book/story form since I like don't have time to write the whole movie down ... Anyway I hope you liked it! Author out!
