From Above

M'gann had been so excited to see earth, that she took off in a shot to see the marvels of this strange blue world that she had often seen on a screen or rather on the rare times she ventured up to the surface. She wanted to know if the tv was right, if it's sunny and warm or cold and windy. If the white stuff she saw on the ground-snow- looked as fun as it did in the black and white show.

She felt bad, though, because her Uncle had told her to stay within the area while he went to investigate something in town. But the beach was near and she wanted to feel what sand was like between her toes.

She hadn't meant to wander off. Really. She just..really wanted to see what the world was like before her uncle took her back to Mars.

The sky had grown dark and rumbled with the promise of a violent storm.

Fascinated, the young martian girl flew up into the sky, flying among the clouds curiously. Her eyes widen as lighting arc through the clouds themselves. Threading in and out like the otters she's seen on tv once.

So entranced by this, she failed to notice the other arc of lightinging flash behind her and straight towards her, eletricuting the naive martian so badly that she lost all concentration and her true form had been revealed for a brief moment before fading back to green and falling from the sky.

She plummets down to the earth again and into the now violently crashing waves that she had admired not too long ago.

Down and down she sank into the deep darkness of the salty water, barely conscious of anything with only a meager signal she could send, 'Help.'

Yet as she closes her eyes, darkness clouding her vision, she wonders if she'll ever see the sky again.

His name above ground had been Arthur Curry, but here underneath the sea, he was known as Prince Orin. A young and adventurous teenager that only wanted to have fun. He was nothing like his brother Orm. Orm spent all his time reading and what not- such boring things. His brother wanted to be crown, that was fine with him.

Either way, he found himself watching the waves above moving violently again. He only started doing this ever since someone fell off board one of those ships those land-dwellers used and went to save them. Lately he's been really good at it.

So he waits, just under the currents in case someone needed help. Many times, it was nothing, but this time, his eyes widen as a green girl came floating down from the surface and swam towards her.

She couldn't have been any older than twelve. Maybe a little younger by appearance. Either way, despite her strangness, he went to save her. Only to find out that she's actually breathing on her own.

It was weird in Orin's mind, the green girl's eyes flutter open staring back up at him. Barely visible on her throat were gill slits. Stranger still was when she spoke. It didn't seem like her mouth had moved- no her lips weren't moving but he could clearly hear her in his head.

"Who...are you?"

He winces a bit at the volume and she seemed visibly concerned, "Could you not speak so loudly? It hurts." He mutters but tries to understand this. "I am Prince Orin of Atlantis." Perhaps this girl was similar to himself? A half Atlantean-"Who might you be?"

"Me?" She puts a slim green hand to her forehead that wrinkles in confusion, "I...I don't remember."

At the time, Orin had no idea what she was or even where she came from, however the girl proved quite valuable and even formible later on. Even if she hadn't aged much by the time Orin had grown into a man and married the love of his life, Mera.

In fact, he dare believed that the girl only appeared to be sixteen then with the mentality of such. It wouldn't be until that time when she helped Tula to save him from Ocean Master did he really realize exactly who his friend truly was.