Dear readers, I do not have excuses as why I haven't updated any of my stories. I can say writers blcok, while its the truth or being actually active here on Fanfiction but I have been not at all the last few months of the New year or the last few months in the old year. I have many things on my head, job searching, learning piano other hobbies etc.

I try to write what I can, but every time I reread my chapters I felt dissatisfied. I want to give one hint in this story, I took a scene from the Lord of the Ring in Rivendell. I hope that after this part, everything will run smoothly again. Hope you enjoy 3

Atlan

Harry and his sister Atlanna has swim now for a while, their eyes gazing cautiously around them for any sign for the gatekeeper. As they swim through the water, Harry's eyes adjusted to the depth of the cave, darkness gave space to light as his Atlantean heritage activated and his eyes lighted up more like a certain unforgivable curse. As they move through the water, Harry could see that the ground was covered by fine, smooth white sand like that of the beach of the island. There were rocks sticking out of the sand like small islands, with some of them covered by corals and Harry could see a yellow orb with engravings that make this coral look like a human brain. Not far from the Brain coral is a red coral, that resemblances a red leaf with something that looks like blood vessels. This coral is called a Gorgonian Octocoral, a little further is a coral that looks like a gathering of flowers which center is a green dot that is surrounded by orange slash red circle that fades into a blue circle and end into small green leaves, which is called a Zoanthid. There were Clove Polyps, little purple corals that have a stam and resemblances flowers with a blue-green center.

Harry couldn't help but feel awed at the beautiful reef of corals he sees. This was only one and in the distance were more, the further they delve into the cave. A small school of fishes swims between the corals. His eyes see a pair fish which has orange scales then white which was followed by orange again and the pattern continued, one was bigger who accompanied the smaller one. They were shortly joined by a Blue Tang which has blue scales, a black line of scales that moves from the eyes to the back of the tail, which fins are yellow. Harry stares at them for a moment before moving on, following his sister deeper into the cave.

Below him, stretching out over the cave's floor. More coral reefs came into view and more fishes appear. The boy has seen a Red Volitan Lionfish, there were even like Harry expected, Starfish spread out over the reefs. It was clear that life here in the cave was much more flourish and Harry couldn't help the smile on his face. "It is beautiful down here, sis."

"This is how life should have been underwater. Beautiful and peaceful, yet the world of men pollutes the sea with their industry." She told him and then made some haste in her movement, increasing her speed. "From the past few years since my banishment, I did come down here and tried to move past the gatekeeper. As you can see… I failed."

"You're not alone, Atlanna. We will escape this place together, right?" Asks Harry, worriedly.

"I'm not that sure if we can make it out here together, but if there comes a chance for you to escape… promise me that you will take that chance with both your hands." Atlanna said, she stopped in the water and floats in front of him, gazing with hard eyes into his.

Harry too stops and floats in front of her, his eyes, unlike his sister wavered. "I… I cannot promise that sister. When I first met you and later found out we were related by blood, I was filled with joy. I don't want to lose you like I lost my mother."

"You told me many times about the voices you heard when we first met. The voice of a man who has encouraged you to continue to move forward. My belief is that the voice was part of the Clear who drove you forward." She reached out with her hands and grasped his and tightened slightly her hold. "For the voice of the woman, I think that is a repressed memory, deeply buried into your consciousness. She was a brave woman, protecting her child and that is why I want you to flee this place if you see a chance. They sacrificed their life for you… and so would I."

Harry's emerald eyes flared in anger, yet his voice was controlled but only barely. "No! I will not sacrifice my last remaining family for my own safety. You trained me, taught me everything I need to know about our family, my heritage and powers from my father's side. Atlanna, I loved you when the first time I saw you. There was a connection between us, now I know why… family above all else." His hold on her hand now became tighter and a small smile crawled up his face. "You told me about your family, people I would like to meet. If you won't make it out alive of this place. What must I tell your man, your child… that I abandoned you? No, you see them in person. Hug them and be there for them. So push that silly thought out of your head, because if you like it or not, you escape together with me this place."

They smiled at each other, holding hands which turns into a hug. For a moment they float there in the water before releasing the hug. "Let's go, sis. Your family is waiting for you."

"My family not only waits for me, but they also wait for you too even if they don't know about you. I can see our father inside you, he too held strong beliefs for family and his people, just like you." Atlanna smiled and they resumed their way.

Harry comes to the idea that this cave stretches out completely to the size of the island. The scenery has changed slightly and there were now pillars that Ancient Greece had adopted into their civilizations and later the Romans which practices were adopted by the now Modern civilization. Half buried pillars stuck out of the sand, there was even some path sticking out which were made out of a large slab of marbles. "We almost reach the resting place of our father, Harry." The boy heard his sister say. "From here on out, keep your eyes open and your senses sharp."

In front of the pair, a majestic ruin from an old civilization dooms up from the depth. Old Corinthian columns come into their vision, standing in half a circle and supporting the capital, that held frieze with many heroic statues of a warrior holding a trident, some held mythical creatures from the sea or long extinct fishes. Last was the Sima Tympanon which held at the center Atlas himself who was surrounded by his people within the background Atlantis filling the remaining space. However, it was Harry's eyes that noticed a tall figure sitting in a marble throne.

This is the First King of Atlantis and who had brought the other Kingdoms together and became their leader and ascended to the position of the King of the Seven Seas. The first King who ruled the Seven Kingdoms of the Seas. The man has broad shoulders, a powerful built and held his hands in front of the chest, holding his signature weapon the Trident of Atlan which held the combined essence of an Old God and parts of himself. From the Trident, a powerful magical wave floats into the water, rippling with some intervals. Harry sees that his father is garbed in a black, fish scaled armor with some scales make out of gold and green. Seeing him, Harry swims closer to his father, hoping to see his face. Atlan's face was obscured by his long dark hair, hiding his face from Harry's view.

Coming closer and his green eyes trail the hair in the water that unveiled the face. Harry had expected a lot when seeing his father for the first time. A man whose face held pride for what he had accomplished in life, or a peaceful expression, content with his life. However, none of these expressions was carried by the King, what greets the boy was none of them. Instead what Harry met was a white-bone face, a skull with empty eye sockets. 'Who has come to disturb the resting place of King Atlan!' A voice boom out from the depth of the cave. The voice was followed by a giant tentacle that slams into the sand, causing the fine earth to float up into the water. 'Another pretentious Atlantean who believes that the Trident of the King belongs to who find the King's symbol of weapon?' Harry jumps back, creating distance from the throne and the tentacles when a second equal sized tentacle lands next to him. 'This weapon is only for his rightful Heir.'

'I did not come here to claim my father's Trident!' Harry shouts through the Clear. Hoping that his mental voice would reach the gatekeeper. Sadly the Gatekeeper decided to ignore his mental voice, or more correctly… the Karathen answered his voice with a sweep of its tentacle. From the darkness, a tentacle climbs higher into the water, before it reached the ceiling and then suddenly descended with a speed that made Harry widen his eyes. Crossing his arms in front of his chest, pulling his head in before the tentacle hit him.

Like a loose cannonball, Harry sailed through the water and leaving a trail of bubbles behind. His body crashing against an old stone pillar which shattered in half upon connection. Harry didn't stop at the first pillar and moved through several others until his back hit an island of rock that sticks out of the sand. 'Hoo… you survived one of my tentacles… what about a few more?'

Groaning, Harry tiredly opened his eyes and his vision was blurry. Through his half-open eyelids, Harry sees several dark long tentacles rise up into the water and threateningly towers over his body. His eyes slowly start to glow a dark, emerald light that fills his whole eyes. His powers seeping out and affecting his surroundings. Water thickens around him, forming a sphere and just in time. Above the boy's body were the tentacles of the Karathen speeding towards him, ready to penetrate their target.

The Karathen tentacles hit an immovable barrier and now the tentacles crawl over the sphere, covering every inch. On the other side of the temple of Atlan, Atlanna found herself in a battle against the gatekeeper. She had seen what had happened to her little brother and tried to comes to his help, only for the Karathen to block every path to Harry. "Harry!" Atlanna shouts in fear. "You cannot die!" A green light seeps between the tentacle, creating gaps that increase in sizes. "We can return to the surface world! I can show you Arthur… your Nephew!" It was now the Karathen that retreats from the build-up of power that pours out of Harry.

'This power… his connection to the Clear is even above that of the King.' The Gatekeeper whispers, which sounds like clicking to Atlanna. 'This boy… the power radiating off of him feels familiar as if I had felt this power in the past. I see, Atlan… your Heir will loud a new age for the Atlantians.' Retreating its tentacles back to the depth of the cave, leaving both Harry and Atlanna.

Atlanna eyes widened in shock when the tentacle retreated from her. She immediately turns her head to where her brother is. Atlanna sees him, floating in the water and for a moment she believed that her eyes tricked her. Harry who had his hair grow long, now floats up into the water. His emerald eyes now leaving a trail of arcane and Clear spread into the water. 'I can hear your voice, Karathen. Even if they are barely above a whisper, I still hear your voice.'

'The Clear has gifted you unlike any other. Even your father is nothing like you and yet there is more.' Harry now noticed that the Karathen voice was female. 'Atlan's daughter trained you well. I denied her return to the surface world because a Councillor of the Clear has told me of your arrival. He knew that you would come and wanted to have you prepared.'

'If the Councillor knew we would come, why did you attack us.' Harry retorted.

'You were not the only one that came to King Atlan's resting place, son of Atlan. Many before you has found his resting place… and many of them met their end here. I was skeptical that after all those time, a boy barely into his manhood has entered my dwelling." Spoke the Karathen. 'According to the Councillor, you would be the person that possesses the power to claim the Trident of King Atlan. And so, I decided to test you, as I did to your predecessors.'

Floating in the water, his body still tense and ready to move if the Guardian decided to continue its assault. 'Did I pass your test, Karathen?'

'You passed my personal test, which the first one is if you could hear my voice….and something you obviously passed' She retracted her tentacles back into the darkness of the cave. 'Come forward for your second test and lie your hand on the Trident, if you pass the King's scepter own test… I will let you and the Daughter of Atlan leave my dwelling, unharmed. If not… I don't think you have forgotten my diet.'

Gliding through the water and landing in front of King Atlan, his father. Harry glances with his eyes to the Daughter of Atlan who nods her head. Taking a deep breath of water, and calming his heart. The young Atlantean reaches out to the Scepter of the Ruler of the Seven Seas and once upon contact, a blinding white light fills his vision.

Harry eyes cracked open and blinked a few times to banish the black spots in his vision. Shaking his head to banish the fog from his mind, Harry slowly took in his surroundings once his vision became clear. The first thing that swims into his vision is a wall-sized painting. Depicting a man with long, flowing white hair that hangs freely between his shoulder blades. On his head, a crown of gold. Two golden fins adorn the side of the crown and one coral adorning the front of the crown, which held a sapphire gem that reflects the tropical colors of the ocean.

It was then that Harry took in that the man is wearing armor. Instead of chainmail small iron rings, they were made out of scales that resemblances those from the animals of the oceans. The scales are dark green in color with dark gold linings that each present an animal of the Sea. Flowing behind him was a dark cloak that is gold from color and reflects the sunlight. The young Atlantean immediately felt that he knew this mighty warrior. 'Father?'

King Atlan of Atlantis stands tall and powerful over his fallen foe. Legs planted firmly in the ground, his mighty Trident high into the air… posed with its sharp ends to the bare head of his enemy. "That is me, my son, standing over the invading commander…. Steppenwolf."

Emerald eyes grew to the size of dinner plates and Harry whirls on his heel to look behind him. Only to find nobody. "I fear that all you would hear is my voice. My time has passed a long time ago."

"I had hoped to meet you...father." Spoke the boy.

"I know," replied to the disembodied voice of Atlan. "Meeting was something I too would have liked, yet I knew that something like that would have never happened. But now that we are here… do you have some questions, son, that you would like to ask me?"

Harry turns back to the painting at the wall, taking in the highly detailed art. Standing in the middle is his father, King Atlan with monstrous and demonic humanoid looking insects and his own people lying dead at his feet in a circle and small piles of bodies. Resting against a pile of bodies and at the receiving end of the Trident is Steppenwolf who lay there disarmed and heavily injured. "Is this the war that Atlanna has told me?"

A ghostly present took its place next to Harry, watching the painting and there was for a moment a pregnant silence, yet not uncomfortable. That silence was broken by the deep, baritone voice of Atlan. "The First War where Atlantean, Amazons and other champions of the Old Gods stand united against the might of Darkseid...the Dark New God. We fought alongside mighty heroes, powerful Gods like Zeus, Poseidon the All-Father and many more.

The battle was bloody. In the air hangs the stench of blood, fear and courage battled inside your very soul while you take down any of the followers of the Dark God. In the End, we prevailed...but not without heavy loss." Harry looks at the painting and seeing the carnage in the background of the battlefield. "What you see in this painting is nothing more of a shadow of what truly has happened. War is never like the Victory you see here depicted in the painting. Nothing Heroics, yet why do we show the world this… the answer is simple, son. Its to encourage the future generation that was those before them that had fought for the future of the current generation."

Harry's vision blurred and the young Atlantean now noticed that his surrounding has changed. Standing now in the throne room and see four people standing at the center of the room. "Atlanna told me that you were my father, but I discovered that your body has lain here for many centuries. How did you brought me to the world, as I do have an Aunt from my mother side."

"That is a very good question and the beginning starts here," Atlan said. "While we did won the war, but not without heavy losses. Pantheons of Gods died out, mighty heroes fell and continents shifting. I knew we had weakened the invading forces, but what would has stopped them for a second invasion. With this, a plan sprouted and I used my powers to use the Oceans to protect my people...however, it did not as I expected."

The boy witnessed his father steps forward to an altar and places his trident in a grove before activating his weapon. A wave of power erupts from the trident and Harry turns to see it rush through the kingdom. Buildings collapsed that came in contact with the wave of power and land erupted as the oceans start to swallow the Kingdom slowly. In the distance, a flood wave surges towards the Atlantis and destroys everything in its path. "Yes son, I caused the destruction of Atlantis. My fear for the forces of Darkseid and my desperate attempts of saving my people almost caused the extinction of our people, but..."

As Atlantis sunk to the bottom of the Ocean and dragging its people to the dark depth. Harry witnessed the people rapidly adapt to the ocean and they evolved. While the Atlantean and Xebel kept their humanoid features, while others evolved more, becoming what people later would call mermaids and merman and they changed the name of their kingdom to the Fisherman Kingdom. As for the Kingdom of Brine, who adopts the looks of sea shell animals as most of them became crab-people. And then Harry's eyes widened when seeing other Atlanteans becomes the horrified creatures of the Trench and one Kingdom rose up, reaching a level above sea-level and being swallowed by the sand and becoming a giant sand desert. "We evolved, adapting to the oceans. And those who weren't dragged to the depth of the ocean, they later became to what the surface world would later know as the Magical population, Witches, and Wizards."

"All the strange things happened in my childhood was because of Magic and something my Uncle and Aunt knew about. Why did they lie about my parents?" Harry felt silent and tried to absorb everything his father told him. The silence stretched, however, it was not uncomfortable as he watched the people adapt their surroundings to the ocean. All the technology from the surface world that had joined them was adapted to live in the water and quickly the Kingdoms grew and prospered. "And how does this all fit in with my birth?"

"I, in my desperate need of saving my people almost caused its end and so I stepped down and gave my daughter, your sister Atlanna the right of succeeding as Queen in my stead I exiled myself to the last Kingdom beyond the Trench and wandered many years. I learned that the Old Gods had planned to create a champion for the Amazons, a last line of defense when Darkseid returns..." Harry turns to see the image of Atlan sitting in the throne, holding his trident. "Knowing they had someone to step up when a threat like that ever happens again. I sacrificed my life force and joined the Council of the Blue… or the Clear. For many centuries I tried to convince the other councilors and Poseidon to create a champion as the Amazons had. After many debates and showing them that we need someone like you. On my first try in securing the safety of my people, I almost doomed them yet they prospered under the guidance of my daughter.

The Clear decided to cut a part of my soul and link that with my Trident while the larger part of my soul was cast into a growing baby that was still in the womb of the mother. My soul was cleaned of my presence, leaving the skills I earned in living in the soul and the Clear and Poseidon has gifted this child unlike any before. Like the Amazon champion is destined to take her position amongst the Old Gods, so did the Champion of the Atlantean and the Clear."

Taking a step back in shock, Harry shakes his head in disbelief. "If I held the largest part of your soul, then to who am I talking?"

"I'm nothing more than a fragment of you, Harry. This part of me or better said you are what Wizarding kind would call a Horcrux. I've been dying for a long time and..." Said the disembodied voice, however it was cut off when Harry interrupted him.

"I cannot believe this… if you were linked to the Trident all this time, how did you talk to me when I escaped the Trench?" Harry shouts out.

"Through the Clear as that is everywhere. No matter which planet or where is water… there is the Clear. My fragment in the Trident has heavy ties to the Clear and through it, I could speak to you." Harry sunk to the floor, disbelief edged on his face. "A Soul is a powerful power and it even became stronger when Divine powers help and as my soul was already Atlantean and adapted to the water...that power was carried over to the new body of the soul. While Atlanteans have already magic, yours only became stronger as both your parents are direct descendants to three members of royalty from the Missing Kingdom."

Harry cried, tears streaming down his cheeks. "I know that my words and your past hurt you, Harry. Even if you are my reincarnation or a completely new soul with my skill and abilities, I will proudly call you my son. Now dry those tears, Harry… accept the scepter of the seven seas, except the last part of your soul and go out into the world. Go on an adventure… meet people and change the world!"

Slowly the boy rose to his feet, standing straight and tall. A smile graced his face, despite the tears still streaming. "I'll make you proud, father." Once those words left his lips, a bright flash of light erupted around him and his vision changed back to that of the underwater cave. In his hand, Harry felt a warm firm object and a power surging through him. For the first time, even when he didn't know…. Harry felt complete. Lifting his arm with the trident up, a powerful surge erupted from him that made all living beings swim excitingly, dolphins jumping out of the water and the water turns wildly, causing the people on the ships to cry in fear when monstrous waves almost cause the ships to capsize. But on a long pier, a man and his son stare out over the ocean while the bacon of light from the Lighthouse cut through the dark night as a guide for the one they love to return back home.