Well, here it is. My gift to you: a new chapter. (I hope you like it. I didn't have much inspiration....)
Merry Christmas everyone! And a happy New Year!
Sorry 4 grammar & spelling. ( and the enormous amount of 'Atlantean(s)')
Enjoy!
We're standing in front of a mirror.
The fact that I'm only six and a half years old makes it easier to believe what Dad's trying to tell us with this. But it's still hard.
We were in the living room, waiting for Mr. Whitmore. Mom had already left with the guards. They are on their way to Mestor's camp now. Jenna. I can't believe they took her. Why? I mean she's just a kid.
I had so many questions, heard so many things that confused me. And the silence in our house…terrible.
"Daddy…the people this morning….you said they work for Mestor…Are they Atlanteans?" I had to ask it. Maybe I had heard it wrong.
"Atlanteans? Leah, you certainly don't believe …"
"No, Nathan," Dad sighed "She's… she's right. They are Atlanteans" Dad answered.
"What?!?…Atlanteans? Why would Atlanteans want to abduct our sister, I mean, we're…"
"Dad," Nathan began," you and Mom never went to Italy, did you? We knew it was just an excuse, but Atlantis?"
Dad just shook his head, while looking to the ground.
"We knew you and mom weren't always telling the truth. You went back. Why?"
Back to Atlantis? We all knew Mom and Dad, everybody around us, had something to hide. Why would they not tell us they went back to Atlantis?
"Dad…one of the men that took Jenna …Appi called him his brother…"
"I know, honey. I wanted to tell you this a long time ago, but with the war…How do I start?…Let's say that the intruders aren't the only Atlanteans in this village.."
"What do you mean, Daddy?"
"Appi, Gina, Moira…are they all Atlanteans?"
His answer was a simple 'yes'. Atlanteans. We're l-l…th-They … Atlanteans. All this time. Right here ? In our house?
It got worse. Dad took Rory's hand and putted me on his shoulders. He walked at the window. "Take a look. I know it's hard to believe., and that this is probably the worst way to tell you; but…what you see here, the buildings, the people… It's …in a way, Atlantean."
"What do you mean, Daddy?" Rory asked, "are the neighbors Atlanteans?"
Dad smiled. The first time since he heard Jenna scream. "Yes, Rory. In fact, 85% of this town's population is Alantean."
"Is that a lot?"
"Yes, Rory," Nathan answered, "Dad's claiming that almost everybody here is Atlantean."
"It's true."
"Dad, I'm willing to believe Atlantis exists, that you and your friends discovered it; but I cannot believe we're surrounded by it's inhabitants. I mean, what are they doing outside Atlantis? What are they doing here?"
"It's because of Mestor, isn't it , Daddy?"
"Indeed. It's a long story; and I'll tell you, but first you need to meet 3 very special Atlanteans."
A mirror. This is indeed the worst way to tell us.
**
" Come on, Dad. "We? Atlanteans?"
"You know, when I first saw the group of warriors, I couldn't believe they were still there. Alive. Atlanteans. I had found a living, breathing civilization. I had spent my life searching for Atlantis, only hoping to find some stone blocks and with some luck pottery. And then I met your mother. A beautiful Atlantean princess. We got married ; she had been crowned queen by then; and I wanted to stay with her in Atlantis forever." He sighed.
We said nothing. We found it difficult to believe that our mother was a queen. A queen! That would make us princes and princesses. Could it be real? Dad loves to tell stories, and he always claims they're true; but I know that there are no such things like giant monster lobsters; or a magic spear. Is this just another fairytale?
" But then Mestor took over the city…and our Mother Crystal refused to help us because we were all Atlanteans, she couldn't just choose a side. The only thing she did, unfortunately, was stop extending the life of the children; and you must know that Atlanteans live for thousands of years. She said that she'd make their adult life longer in return. Something about 'having more soldiers so the battle would end sooner'. Nonsense, if you ask me."
"What? Dad! You can't expect from us to believe this all. Me? A thousand year old prince?"
"No, Nathan; you're only 92."
"But I look like a 10 year old?"
"How old am I, daddy?"
"You're just 6, Rory"
Mr. Whitmore arrived.
"Come on, kids. Time to go. I'll tell you the rest of the story on the airplane."
***
"Of course, Mestor wanted us dead. We were the king and queen, with our little baby prince and princess. Once we were gone he would have the throne for himself. But we fled away ,to save you, Nathan, and your sister; taking as many people as we could with us. We needed a safe base from where we could try to recover the city. So our old friend Mr. Whitmore let us use some of the buildings he owns. In return, people did some chores for him. But the fight against Mestor lasted…We built houses, a school… The Village grew and some of us lost the hope ever go back to Atlantis. This became their , our new home, we started a new life there. We're happy there, but we miss Atlantis. Your mother especially. She hates that the circumstances had forced her to do the same thing as her father…Hide and let your way of living die. In the last two years, we've defeated most of Mestor's men; people are all on or side again, because they no longer fear him. Last week was supposed to be the final battle; we control the city again and now we're repairing the damage. But Mestor himself escaped, with some of his followers. And now he…"
"I'm sure they'll get her back, Milo. Leah and the others will be here before you know it."
"Are we going to Atlantis now, Daddy?"
"Yes dear. I'm sure you'll love it there. It's the most wonderful place on the planet."
I know you're thinking: Poor Kida! 4 kids! But I think it's got something mythical (I can give some examples but you probably wouldn't know them; so maybe 'the chronicles of Narnia'?)
I've tried to draw Leah and Jenna:
http: //e n i h p led a m i ra .d e v ia n t a r t. c o m / art /Leah-147947167 (remove space)
same: .com/art/Jenna-147947302
I'm still working on the boys.
Thanks for reading!
I'll try to update soon
