Storming Seas
Tristan/Lucas's pov
A few days after I had reunited with Marina, yet another new kid came to our class. His name was Riker Blake and he had grease black hair, ink black eyes, wore all black and wore various shark tooth chokers. One for each shark breed, to be exact. His eyes lingered upon me and I returned the gesture, under the observation that I had seen him before. If only I could remember where...
Riker's pov
I had my eyes locked on my target. Prince of Atlantica. I was here to destroy him and take the kingdom for myself. My entire life, my family, all my ancestors, have been thinking too small, sticking to one job with no importance in the kingdom, making them essentially blend in with the deep, dark blue landscape of water. Not me. I dreamed. I dreamed big. I aimed to not only become royalty; but to become king, and see Tristan gone. No matter the price. This dream would come to realization, no matter the cost.