Landon

One day, after another, after another. It never ends, but today is. Today is the last day for training and practicing and doing major protocol procedures. Today, is the big day. The big day of most likely death. Where all my friends die, including Eliza.

Not a good thing to actually follow Atlantis traditions. I wouldn't consider that a tradition but it sounds like it sucks. Not just sucks but it's like so many lives on the line. Up for grabs if anyone wants to kill. I wouldn't be like, "Ehh! If anyone wants to kill me, I'm up for grabs! On Craigslist!" I laugh to myself.

"Some people are sleeping right now, Lover boy." George came over to sit next to me, "it's early in the morning and you're cracking jokes to yourself." He chuckled, "it's a way to start off the day." I say, "Sure, haven't seen anyone do that since I was in 5th grade." He chuckled again, his voice fading in between the laughs.

"That's, funny." I said, Trying not to crack a smile. "Oh c'mon! It's funny, you have to admit." "Yeah, I agree. It is funny." I stared straight at him for three seconds before bursting into laughter, "Your sense of humour is back." He cracked again, "George, you might want to drink some water." He looked at my hand with a hand full of water, "You think I'm gonna take a sip of water from you hands?" He looked at me with a arched brow. "No, just this." I utter quietly before throwing the water at his face.

"Kid! Where are you at?" George wiped the water off his face with his arm, rubbing his eyelids with his thumbs. And now I'm gonna get chased after by a guy who can probably be my grandpa. "I'm gonna catch ya!" He shouted running up behind me and hurling himself into me, we both land in the sand while of course getting stared at by Eliza herself.

"Acting like 6 year olds agains?" She sighed, teasing us. "Get to work," she ordered, "Are you serious?" I ask, "Do I look serious?" I nod, "well, George. I guess you could run over the plans and positions with everyone else. Landon, act more mature." She said, "Wow, ok. 19 year old is called immature by 18 year old, that's gonna be us on the news." I imagine it in my head, two people with our faces on the green screen behind them, with one person interviewing us, with a brand new microphone.

"Ok well, I'm 19 and that's not worthy enough to go on the news." Right, outsmarted again by Eliza, in the past almost week I've known her, she's basically outsmarted me like 15 times but as long as I get to tease her.

I grin to myself, "Have you been listening to anything I said?" I shrugged my shoulders and walked off whistling. "Real smooth, smooth moves." I shake my head at how weird I am. There's really nothing to do, the waves are crashing. Like normal. Everyone is talking, like usual. Eliza is..... not talking to me, that part is abnormal but I understand why.

Something in my brain was telling me to go into the waters, I followed to my surprise. The sounds of the waters humming and the water moving around, the sky with clouds speckled around like cotton candy. Everything looked perfect, which is impossible, nothing is perfect. I let the water swallow me whole, my whole body underwater. My eyes were swallowed in complete darkness, when I blinked again. My eyes opened up to a bright lit up ocean.

"Woo bubu Buh?" My words coming out as bubbles, what the fuck was the words my mouth couldn't say underwater. You would think I could but, I tried again, and it came out as a long blast of bubbles, a beam.

One last time, "hell-o?" I say, the word echoed again and again. Pausing I look around me. It was just sand, nothing special. It makes sense because I'm not very deep under water, if I do go deeper I'm gonna get kidnapped by King Zenthilha. "An back u-p." I kick my legs furiously, "What the hell." I look back down and swim to the the shore. Falling down on the soft, moist Sand sticking to my face.

"Did you do something?" Eliza came sitting next to me. "No, it was just weird cause I never done that before and... I don't know I just feel weirded out." My eyes squinted up at the sun beaming down at us.

"Talking underwater? Evaporating the water?" Eliza let out a sigh and started stalking up the hill into the forest again. "I guess basically, I mean I talked because of those air pockets or something right?" I trip, running up to follow her. While of course me being me, I threw sand at my face. An irritant screamed as I rubbed rapidly around my eyes.

"It's hard to get use to that kind of stuff so I understand." She said, stabbing a stick into a big long rock totem. "What's that?" I say, examining the carvings and colours that are too old to tell, I could make out three colours. Red, orange and Yellow. Carved like flames with misshaped waves crashing over them.

"It's a totem I found today, right before you woke up. It looks like a rock or something could fit in the middle of it." She pointed her long finger at the round oval hole in the centre. "What do you think it is?" My hand lightly brushing over it, covering my hand with dried dirt. "It looks like some sort of rock, guess where I know it from." She quizzed, "From the ocean?" I answered, "This..." she started, putting her fingers into the shallow hole. "I saw this, it was a blue gem stone on Zenthilha's necklace. He never took that necklace off. But if we can't see what this ting does, maybe the world will change for good." I let out a chuckle, "What? It's gonna save world hunger? Climate change?" I slam my hand on to the rocks surface, laughing my ass off. "Who knows, it could do anything, maybe bring back Atlantis or something." She said, fascination in her voice.

"You're kidding me? It could either do what you said orrrr..... it can just sit there and look pretty." She have me a sour expression. "What? I'm telling the truth." "Let's go," she grabbed my wrist, pulling at me until she let go and made me fall onto the sand, again. Sandy eyes here we come. Yay.