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It's okay, the voice said, reminding Trina that life was getting better for her. Sure, she wasn't exactly doing what she'd wanted, acting and singing and making legions of fans. The love she wanted, the adoration, seemed to be denied her, yet again. You will be loved. Maybe not by the masses. Not by the mindless throngs you've tried, and failed, to appeal to. No, you've just need to understand the secrets of the world, and let me fulfill my part of the bargain. Already, money and fame, of a sort, flow to you. Already, people are speaking your name with more admiration then disdain. A handful of secrets, things you can share, that was the deal. I've given two, and have a dozen more. Enough for you to become rich, live the life you wanted, just without the thongs of fans stalking you. Next, I will work on the love…

Trina once again tried to ignore her passenger, the spirit she was haring her body with. It was an easy enough arrangement to understand, except the Latina had no idea what the spirit got out of the deal, beyond sharing her body and living her experiences. The voice, it showed up all the time now, like a hallucination, but often far more positive then anything a schizophrenic might complain about. Instead, her passenger was always pushing her to make different decisions, one that, ultimately, helped her. Changes like her major, adding archaeology to her theater arts degree, so the world would believe it when she made discoveries.

"I really just got lucky." The girl said, focusing instead on the man interviewing her. An interview she insisted upon, before realizing that telling the world she heard voices that led her to the wreck might sound crazy. "I read the clues, and for some reason, I was able to guess at the location. And sure, salvage rights may have paid off, more then enough to start my own salvage company, but the real find is the artifacts. New information about the seagoing peoples that risked the seas before even the vikings, and we have the evidence. Treasure, yea, that's one of the bonuses, but such a small part."

"Certainly put you in the history books." The man said, smiling at her. "Even if it was a lucky guess, the ship, mostly in tact, no one ever guessed that a ship from that far back might have crossed the ocean, let alone traded for gold."

"The California tribes from before the Europeans rediscovered that contenent weren't totally primitive. There was gold that could be found fairly shallow, and so, the basics of mining, just finding some of the gold, had to have happened. I just read some myths, and figured, there was contact. Asian, sure, but we have a treasure ship from the early contact now, and it screams at the wrongness European history is just full of." She leaned in, showing a moment of open sneakiness, and she whispered the next part of her big reveal. "Now the big discovery will be when I prove that there was a seagoing civilization in south Africa from way before it all degraded to the wandering tribes. I mean, they'd found a city, an actual city, and what did the locals do? The cleaned out any artifacts, and then found no evidence of any unique culture. Clay can be more then just scraps. It can be the remains of a once thriving civilization who didn't use metal as much as some. And that society built a city. A city that existed for more then just a place to be, but a center for commerce. I'm thinking wealth from throughout Africa was there, and another settlement, hidden under years of decay, is there, waiting to be discovered. I plan on making that find, and while I could well profit if there's gold and gems and the like, I really want to make my mark on the world, be remembered…" She held that thought, even as her passenger once again spoke to her.

That city, and the next. You will be remembered for helping uncover some of the extraordinary places of thousands of years ago. Evidence of seagoing peoples who discovered places, gathered treasures, long before the vikings conquered the seas. The words were honey sweet, but unlike the demons that lived in some goths imagination, this spirit had other goals. It's how I fulfill my end of the contract, because I have the power to find what was lost. Given such freedom as I was, to fulfill as much of your desires as I could, this rout made sense. It took years, and will take many more, but already, money flows into your pocket. Already, they speak of you with awe. And when we're done, the three hidden places, the dozen plus discoveries, you will make enough in salvage to for you to live like a queen, while cementing your place in history.

Trina wasn't happy with how things had turned out, but she had no complaints. 'Yea, it's harder then I thought, but it has helped my acting. Hell, just telling the press that I found it, when my passenger happily guides me, then I have to backwards engineer how I figured out the evidence was there. Still, four to five discoveries, a dozen plus salvages operations, and enough money for me to buy my way into number one on one chart or another, should I want too. Not the fame I wanted, but given how little this has cost me, I suppose it's almost worth is. If only it wasn't helping that gank at the same time…'

Jade is paying her own price for the fame we arranged for her. The spirit said, reminding Trina that she lacked the skills to have even thought of contacting this particular spirit, let alone negotiating with it. Her roll in helping you achieve this task, making sure the peoples who first thrived under my kinds aid, are not continually forgotten by the cruel fates of history, just because darker things wished to make sure there was no evidence of my kind living and sharing peoples lives, growing into our true forms over several lifetimes, until we're strong enough to go elsewhere and once more be the gods we were born to be. And to achieve that, I'll make you and Jade rich, famous, though I understand why she insisted you be the face of the operations, with her the silent partner who pursues entertainment in the background. She has talent, and may just find the fame she seeks. However, I only promised to make one of you famous, and that's you, my dear Trina. So, whens the next interview, or are we going to the adventurers club to speak about the ship again?

Trina sighed, moving from her living room towards her office. The interviewer hadn't really been there, having spoken to her via video chat. It had been like that for a while now, even as she mastered her interview skills. Many of the organizations who wanted to speak with her would arrange an on line chat, making it cheaper then sending someone there, and easier then finding someone local to conduct the interview. The adventurers club, they were old school, making her come in and tell her stories in order to be considered. Two stories, the one about finding her first ship, and the one about recovering the second, those had won her a place in the club.

In the office were her two computers, the dueling research machines she used to go backwards, from the find, to the hints she needed to explain how she knew where to find the ruins. Maps with pins in them showed locations of three of the finds she'd show in the next few years, as well as her progress in working backwards. 'Lets see, I pay for this condo, and the company, office space, ship…' She calculated, figuring how long she had to throw up her smoke screen before announcing her next find.

You have more money then you think. The voice said. Her passenger wasn't prone to deceit, preferring a relationship based upon mutual trust. The spirit had, so far, kept every bargain it had made. Speakers fee's will help cover costs for a while. However, you also have less time then you think. I need this discovery, so we can use it as seeds for the next. In the next five years, I want four of your list out there, discovered, so my kind can be released from the prisons of oblivion, forgotten, and thus imprisoned away from this world we once protected.

Trina smiled, thinking for a second about those fees. 'Yea, I can go for another six months. Thing is, I could last longer if I went and got me some investors. Only, investors wanna be paid off, and if I do this without them, then I get the lions share of the profits.' Brown eyes shifted to the picture of her silent partner, the one who helped find backers for the first expedition, when she had zero credibility. The one who'd summoned the spirit, bound it to Trina in the first place. The one who would be rich enough with her minor cut, just for services rendered. 'Yea, I think sooner would be better. Only, I have an additional request…' her eyes hardened. 'If she's not making some kind of artsy chiz, I want Jade to come with. I think being a member of the adventurers club will help her, as well as give Tori more of a reason to be with her. Plus, she can claim to be making a documentary on the project, which makes chizloads of sense, as she's a silent backer…'

Wasn't in our plans, but that suggestion does have some merit. The spirit weighed the options. Yes, we will being her too, protect you both through the jungle, and help you both be a part of the bigger world. And in return, my kind will walk among you, hunting the demons, once more.

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Okay, found this, edited it, and I still have no idea where it came from. Hope you enjoyed it anyways.