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It was a dark and stormy evening by the time Milo and Julia reached their home. Because they didn’t have any vehicles, the siblings had no choice but to walk home. Things were not going well for either of them, because Milo’s proposal was rejected by the board, and Julia was called a ‘feeble-minded and delicate woman’ by Mr. Hartcourt.“A woman? Yes,” Julia grumbled as she and Milo came home, “But feeble-minded? No! If I had my way, I’d travel around the world and write up a brand-new edition of world history!”“Julia, it’s okay,” Milo said to her as he put his hand on her shoulder, “I don’t think you’re feeble-minded. I think you’re smart, and strong, and determined, and…”“Thank you, Milo,” Julia sighed; her expression was still disappointed as she continued, “Besides, what would I do without you?”“Well, you’d probably run out of insulin to inject, and then…” Milo started before sighing with sadness; if Julia didn’t inject insulin into her body every day, she would die.Julia hugged her brother as Milo dug around in his coat pocket for a key. They entered an apartment building and then went down a hall to find their home. Maybe tomorrow would be a better day for the Thatch siblings?The siblings soon arrived at their apartment, and Milo called as they entered through the door, “We’re home! Fluffy? Here, kitty!”“Kitty, kitty, kitty!” Julia softly called, looking for the cat.As the two of them walked further into the apartment, Milo turned on the switch to a lamp, but no power came on.“Hmmm,” Julia wondered as she saw no lights coming on, “Must be a power outage.”Just then, lightning flashed outside and illuminated the whole room; Milo and Julia soon found themselves facing a mysterious woman. The woman had a slim figure, blonde hair under a fur hat, a sleek, black dress under a large fur-trimmed coat, and black gloves. “Milo James Thatch and Julia Marianne Thatch,” the woman said as she looked at the siblings.Julia and Milo were both shocked and confused at the same time. How did this woman get in here? “Wait… who-who are you?” Milo asked the woman, “How did you get in here?”“And what are you doing in our apartment?” Julia asked with a defensive tone.“I came down the chimney,” the woman slyly said as she sat upon a chair and draped the collar of her coat down to her shoulders in a seductive manner, “Ho, ho, ho. My name is Helga Sinclair. I’m acting on behalf of my employer, who has a most intriguing proposition for you two. Are either of you interested?”“Who’s your employer?” Milo asked with a bit of scoffing.Julia looked at her brother with concern and whispered to him, “Milo, I dunno. There’s something about this woman that I don’t trust.”“Oh, don’t be afraid, my pet,” Helga smirked to Julia.“You’re dealing with a thirty-five-year-old woman, here!” Julia snarled under her breath.“Oh, I apologize about my sister!” Milo nervously smiled, “She has a few… issues.” His smile dropped as he remembered what Helga told him and Julia about the “proposition.” “Anyway, who are we gonna see, miss?” Milo asked Helga.---------------------------------------------------------Several minutes later, Milo and Julia were riding in the back of Helga’s car up to the gates of a stately mansion, while the thunderstorm continued through the night. As they entered through the gates, Milo and Julia looked up and saw a light post with a plaque that read, “Whitmore Manor”. Both the siblings were amazed. “I wonder who lives here, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde?” Julia wondered out loud.A few minutes later, the car parked by the main door, and Helga led the Thatch siblings inside. A butler took Helga and Julia’s coats, while Milo took his own coat off and hung it.“This way, please!” Helga said to Julia and Milo as she led them to an elevator, “And don’t trip on the Caravaggio!”Julia cautiously minded where she stepped. Since she was diabetic, one wrong injury with her foot could mean serious trouble.“Step lively!” Helga ordered the siblings, “Mr. Whitmore does not like to be kept waiting!”Once they were all inside the elevator, Helga turned to Julia and Milo and told them, “You will both address him as ‘Mr. Whitmore’ or ‘Sir.’”“Yes, ma’am!” Julia said as she straightened her dress out a bit.As Helga adjusted Milo’s shirt and glasses, she continued, “You will both stand unless asked to be seated. And keep your sentences short and to the point. Are we clear?”Milo nodded, swallowing hard.“Yes, ma’am,” Julia said, trying to sound dignified; she was actually very nervous deep down inside – not only for herself, but for her younger brother, too.Finally, the elevator stopped at the lowest floor in the mansion. When the doors opened, Helga finished to Milo and Julia, “And relax. He doesn’t bite… often.” Then, she closed the doors of the elevator shaft and disappeared back upstairs.Julia and Milo held hands as they walked further into the room. They looked around and saw many ancient relics and artifacts. Milo rolled his sleeves up and walked around with Julia until they saw a photograph of their grandfather sitting atop a fireplace. He seemed to be standing next to someone.“Grandpa?” Milo wondered out loud.“Finest explorer I ever met!” a male voice said.Julia and Milo turned around and saw an old man with a silver beard, wearing a blue bathrobe as he twisted his leg while sitting on a mat. “Preston Whitmore,” the old man said as he offered his foot to the siblings, “Pleasure to meet you, Milo and Julia!”Milo shook Mr. Whitmore’s foot, while Julia nervously grinned, “Uh, the pleasure is ours, sir!”Whitmore used his other foot to snap his neck into place and asked the siblings, “Care to join me in a little yoga?”“Um, no, no thank you,” Milo answered, “Did you really know our grandfather?”“We saw his picture up there,” Julia added as she pointed out the picture of Thaddeus Thatch.“Oh yeah! Met old Thaddeus back in Georgetown!” Whitmore said as he stretched his legs, “Class of ’66. We stayed close friends till the end of his days!” He cracked some of his toe bones as he continued, “Even dragged me along some of his dang-fooled expeditions! Thatch was crazy as a fruit bat, he was – he spoke of you guys often!”“Huh, funny,” Milo said, “He-he never mentioned you.”“Yeah, I don’t remember him ever talking about you in my life,” Julia added with a shrug.“Oh, he wouldn’t,” Preston said as he did a headstand, “He knew how much I liked my privacy.” While doing his headstand, Whitmore’s robe fell down.“Oh my!” Julia gasped with a blush.“I keep a low profile!” Whitmore grunted as he stretched his legs. He did some Tai Chi poses as he continued, “He brought that package to me years ago. He said that if anything would happen to him, I should give it to you guys when you were ready.”Preston handed Julia and Milo a wrapped-up package with strings tied around it. Milo undid the strings and unwrapped the package; when he saw what was inside, he gasped. It was a book with an Atlantean symbol on the cover.Julia also gasped with surprised. “Is that what I think it is?” she asked with awe.“It-it can’t be,” Milo said with astonishment, “It’s the Shepherd’s Journal!”Neither of the siblings could believe that their grandfather actually had the Shepherd’s Journal in his possession until his death!Mr. Whitmore was downing two glasses of water when Milo turned to him with amazement and said, “Mr. Whitmore, this journal is the key to finding the lost continent of Atlantis!”“Ha! Atlantis!” Whitmore laughed, “I wasn’t born yesterday, kids!” He then went over to a changing divider.“You have to believe this, sir!” Julia insisted.Milo opened the book up and said, “No, no, no, sir! Look at this! Coordinates, clues… it’s all right here!”“Yeah, looks gibberish to me!” Preston said as he changed clothes.Julia groaned with annoyance as she did a face palm, “You said you were friends with our grandfather!”“Well, that’s because it’s written in a dialect that no longer exists!” Milo cried.“So, it’s useless!” Whitmore said as he put on a dress shirt.“Useless?” Julia snarled as she frowned.“No, no! Just difficult!” Milo said, “My sister and I spent our whole lives studying dead languages! It’s not gibberish!”“Ah, it’s probably fake,” Whitmore said as he came out, fully dressed in an evening suit.“Excuse me?” Julia glared.“Mr. Whitmore, my grandfather would’ve known if this were a fake!” Milo argued, “I would know. I would stake everything I own, everything that I believe in, that this is the genuine Shepherd’s Journal!”“Yeah!” Julia added, “Our grandfather was a highly intelligent man, and we believed in him! So, if you won’t believe in me and my brother, good day, sir!” And she turned around, ready to leave.“Julia!” Milo called to his sister.“Wait a minute, Miss Thatch, don’t go!” Whitmore called to Julia, making her come back; she still donned an annoyed frown. “Alright, alright,” Preston said to the siblings, “About the Journal. What do you want with it?”Milo stammered, “Well, I’ll… I’ll… W-we’ll get funding. I mean, I’ll… the museum…”“They’ll never believe you,” Mr. Whitmore said.“We’ll show them!” Milo insisted with determination, “We’ll make them believe!”“Like you did today?” Whitmore asked, having heard about what happened at the museum earlier that day.“Yes! Well, no!” Milo said, lost for words. Finally, he shot at Preston, “How did you… forget about it, okay? Never mind! I will find Atlantis on my own! Even if I have to rent a rowboat!”“And I’m coming with you!” Julia said to her brother with determination.Preston just smiled with contemplation. “Congratulations, Milo and Julia,” he said, “That is exactly what I wanted to hear. But forget the rowboat, kids! We’ll travel in style!” He pushed a button, and then a platform rose up in the middle of the table. It revealed models of a grand submarine, trucks, diggers, dirigibles, transport vehicles, and planes. “It’s all been arranged,” Whitmore continued, “The whole ball of wax!”Milo picked up a model of a dirigible and looked at it closely. “Why?” he asked.“And how come?” Julia added as she studied some of the other models with curiosity.Preston looked at the siblings and told them, “For years, your granddad bent my ear with stories about that old book. I didn’t buy it for a minute! So, finally, I got fed up and made a bet with the old coot. I said, ‘Thatch, if you ever find that so-called journal, not only will I fully finance the expedition, but I’ll kiss you full on the mouth!’” He walked over to a framed photograph and smirked as he picked it up, “Imagine my embarrassment when he found the darn thing!”Milo and Julia looked at the photo of Preston wiping away his lips, with Thaddeus spitting after their bet. “Tell me you didn’t French kiss him!” Julia said with disgust.“No, I didn’t,” Whitmore smirked, “But I could have!” He regained himself as he continued, “Now, I know your grandfather’s gone, kids. God rest his soul. But Preston Whitmore is a man who keeps his word!” He went over to the photo of himself with Thaddeus and shouted excitedly, “You hear that, Thatch? I’m going to the afterlife with a clear conscience, by thunder!” He pointed his cane up and laughed as he stood by the fireplace. But then he heavily sighed, “Your grandpa was a great man. You probably don’t realize how great. Those buffoons at the museum… dragged him down. Made a laughing stock of him.”“I know that feeling,” Julia sighed with a sad look before looking at her brother; she remembered how Milo’s proposal was rejected by the museum’s board of directors that day.“Yep, died a broken man,” Preston continued about Thaddeus, “If I could just bring back just one shred of proof… that’d be enough for me.” He turned around and said as he changed the subject, “What are we standing around for? We’ve got work to do!”“This is all so sudden!” Julia said, feeling speechless, “We’ve got a lot of planning to do, you see!”“Mr. Whitmore, in order to do what you’re proposing, you’re gonna need a crew!” Milo added.“Taken care of!” Whitmore said as he pointed his cane to an envelope.Milo and Julia looked at each other with disbelief, and Milo stumbled a bit as he said to the old man, “You’ll need engineers… and geologists!”“Got ‘em all!” Preston said as he got out files of all the crew members, “The best of the best! Gaetan Moliere – geology and excavation. The man has a nose for dirt! Vincenzo Santorini – demolitions. Busted him out of a Turkish prison. Audrey Ramirez – don’t let her age fool you! She’s got more about engines than you or I will ever know. They’re the same crew that brought the journal back.”“Where was it?” asked Milo.Preston showed a photograph of the crew posing with the Shepherd’s Journal to Milo and Julia. “Iceland,” the old man answered.“I knew it, I knew it!” Milo cried.“Good job, little brother!” Julia grinned as she hugged Milo.“All we need now are experts in gibberish,” Preston continued, “So, it’s decision time. You can both build on the foundation your grandfather left you, or you can go back to your boiler room.”Julia thought long and hard about this decision. She and Milo were both great experts in languages, but this expedition seemed a little too exciting for her. But she wanted her brother and herself to be happy, so she nodded with determination, “I’m going on this adventure with or without you, Milo.”Milo was still in shock. “This is for real,” he uttered.“Now you’re catching on!” Whitmore grinned.“Alright… okay,” Milo said, “But Julia and I will have to quit our jobs!”“It’s done,” said Preston, “You resigned this afternoon. And Julia’s been let off the hook, too!”“Oh,” Julia said with a little surprise.“Um… our apartment,” Milo said as he remembered his and Julia’s home, “I’ll have to give notice.”“Taken care of!” Whitmore said as he trimmed a bit of his beard with some grooming scissors.“My insulins?” Julia asked, “I have diabetes, you know.”“I’ve practically a whole year’s supply packed up for you!” Whitmore smiled at her.“Our clothes?” asked Milo.“Packed,” said Preston.“Our books?” Milo added.“In storage!” Preston said before he spritzed some breath spray into his mouth.“The cat?” Milo asked.A soft meow was heard behind Milo and Julia, answering the question. Julia turned around and happily gasped, “Fluffy!” The cat had been hiding at the manor the whole time!“My gosh!” Milo gasped as he petted his cat’s fur.Preston looked at the siblings and said, “Your granddad had a saying, ‘Our lives are remembered by the gifts we leave our children.’” He smiled as he gave Milo and Julia the Shepherd’s Journal, “This journal is his gift to you two.” Then, he took the siblings’ coats. “Atlantis is waiting,” Whitmore told the siblings, “What do you say?”“I’d say… this will be… an adventure!” Julia grinned as she took her beige coat and put it on.“I’m your man, Mr. Whitmore!” Milo said as he took his coat and accidentally put it on backwards out of excitement, “You will not regret this! Boy, I’m so excited, I-I-I-I can’t even hold it in!”“I feel like a balloon about to pop with confetti!” Julia added.
Atlantis: Sisterly Love Ch 2
Meanwhile, the head of the museum’s board of directors, Fenton Q. Hartcourt, was exiting the meeting hall. A few other men followed him, clearly relishing that Milo’s proposal was rejected. “I swear, that young Thatch and his sister get crazier every year!” one the men grumbled as they left the hall.“If I ever hear that word ‘Atlantis’ again, I’ll step in front of a bus!” another man growled.Another man laughed, “I’ll push you!”“As for that Julia girl,” a third man snarled, “She’s so boring with her languages and information on diabetes, that I might get that disease if I listen to her again!”“Um, I think you can only get it if you eat too much sugar,” a fourth man corrected.“Mr. Hartcourt!” a familiar male voice called.The members of the board turned around and saw Milo and Julia running after them. “Good lord! There they are!” the men cried as they scrambled to get away.“Members of the board!” Milo cried, “Wait!”“Come back here!” Julia added.In no time at all, each of the men – except a short and stout fellow – found doors to different rooms to hide in. The short and fat man, Mr. Hartcourt, had no other choice but to hide behind a plant.As Milo and Julia looked around, Julia pointed to plant with a familiar figure hiding behind it and cried, “Milo, look!”The siblings approached Hartcourt, and Milo said, “Uh, sir?”Hartcourt smiled nervously as the plant shriveled; he then opened his umbrella up to restrain Milo and Julia from him, then he ran off into the main part of the museum.The Thatch siblings chased after him, and Milo called out, “Wait, sir!”“Mr. Hartcourt, bring your fat little tush right back here!” Julia added.Hartcourt went out the main door, and then the siblings followed down some steps right as he got into his motorcar. “Please, Mr. Hartcourt, STOP!” Milo cried as he and Julia caught up with him. Milo shoved some maps into the car window as he held out a map and tried explaining his Atlantis theory.Mr. Hartcourt frowned at the siblings, “This museum funds scientific expeditions based on facts! Not legends and folklore!” He threw the maps out the car window and Julia and her brother caught them in their arms. The fat man gently took Milo by the cheek as he grinned, “Besides, we need you and Julia here. We depend on the both of you!”“Oh, really?” Julia asked with a raised brow.“You do?” asked Milo.“Yes,” Hartcourt answered, “What with winter coming, that boiler’s going to need a lot of attention.”“Boiler?” Milo asked, dumbfounded.“As for you, Miss Julia,” Hartcourt grinned at the brunette, “People need entertainment come Thanksgiving and Christmas. When those shelves go empty, you will have to reorganize them.”“Shelves?” Julia questioned, “Entertainment? Holidays?”“Onward, Heinz!” Hartcourt commanded his driver. The car soon sped away.Milo didn’t let a speeding car stop him as he ran after it. “Milo, wait for me!” Julia called after him.“But the…” Milo started before a map got into his face; he took the map off as he kept insisting to Hartcourt, “There’s a journal! It’s in Iceland! I’m sure of it this time!”Mr. Hartcourt just closed the windows of his car window. Just then, he noticed Milo jumping onto the roof of his car!“Milo, be careful!” Julia called to her brother with concern.“Not to worry, Julia!” Milo called to his sister. He looked through the front window of the car as he begged, “Sir, I really hoped it wouldn’t come to this, but this is…” He thrust a piece of paper with writing on it and continued, “A letter of resignation! If you reject my proposal, Julia and I will…” He was thrown off the car and onto the street. “I’LL QUIT!!” Milo yelled at the car as Julia ran over to check on him.“Oh, Milo, are you hurt?” Julia asked as she felt around Milo’s ankles.“I’m fine!” her brother breathed, “Honest!”The car, meanwhile, came to a halt, and then slowly backed towards the Thatch siblings.Julia helped Milo up to his feet, just as the car stopped by them. The window’s curtains were pulled back, and Mr. Hartcourt looked at the siblings with a glare. Milo took his letter up and warned, “I mean it, sir! If you refuse to fund my proposal, I’ll…”“You’ll what?” Hartcourt demanded to know, “Flush your career down the toilet just like your grandfather?” He gave Milo a cuckoo face at the last few words.“Don’t talk about our grandfather that way!” Julia glared at the fat man.“Silence, Miss Julia!” Hartcourt ordered; Julia kept her glare as Hartcourt continued to Milo, “You have a lot of potential, Milo. Don’t throw it all away chasing fairytales!”“Fairytales?!” Julia muttered under her breath.“But Julia and I can prove Atlantis exists!” Milo insisted.“We have evidence!” Julia added.“You want to go on an expedition?” Hartcourt asked; he tossed a quarter to the siblings and scoffed, “Here! Take a trolley to the Potomac and jump in! Maybe the cold water will clear your head!”“How dare you speak to us this way?” Julia growled.“As for you, Miss Julia,” Hartcourt frowned at her, “You’re only a woman. Feeble-minded and delicate. You should be in a library, dusting shelves and polishing your precious language books!” He then ordered his driver as he pulled the curtains again, “Heinz!”As the car drove off, a tire hit a puddle of water, and the water splashed right onto the Thatch siblings. Milo looked at his soaking letting with disappointment, and Julia crossed her arms and huffed. Thunder could be heard off in the distance as the two of them stood up and prepared to go home.
Atlantis: Sisterly Love Ch 1
Washington, DC, 1914
It was a cool autumn day in the capital city of the United States. Lots of people walked down the streets to wherever they needed to go, but most were gathering at a local museum in order to study and admire the artifacts, as well as learn from lecturers. For two of the museum’s employees, this would be a day they would never forget.
“Good afternoon, gentlemen!” a young man’s voice said, “First off, I would like to thank this board for taking the time to hear my proposal. Now, we’ve all heard the legend of Atlantis, a continent somewhere in the mid-Atlantic, that was home to an advanced civilization, possessing technology far beyond our own.”
As we take a closer look, the voice belonged to a young man in his early thirties; he had blondish-brown hair, brown eyes, glasses, and attire for a college professor. This man was named Milo Thatch, and he was busy giving a lecture about the legendary lost continent of Atlantis
Atlantis: Sisterly Love Prologue
“… In a single day and night of misfortune, the island of Atlantis disappeared into the depths of the sea.”
- Plato, c. 360, B.C.
The waves upon the ocean churned at a very calm and quiet pace when suddenly, a bright light came upon the horizon, and then… BOOM!
The calmness of the ocean disappeared, and some floating, hammerhead-shaped objects sped away with a giant, lobster-like creature called the Leviathan. Behind them was a giant wave!
“You fool!” one pilot chastised to another pilot, “You’ve destroyed us all!”
One of the pilots turned and gasped with fear, “The wave is gaining! We have to warn Atlantis!”
The speeders tried to avoid getting drenched in waves by the tsunami, but it caught up and began to engulf them one by one. “Too late!” one pilot cried out before he was engulfed.
The remaining fleet of speeders flew hastily over rivers and b
Atlantis: Sisterly Love Casting
Thousands of years ago, the city of Atlantis disappeared beneath the waves. Now, in 1914, Julia and Milo Thatch, two siblings who share a love of history, are determined to find out more about Atlantis after they believe they have found The Shepherd's Journal, which is believed to contain directions to the lost city. After their proposals are rejected by the museum's chairmen, Julia and Milo meet Helga Sinclair, who introduces the siblings to Preston B. Whitmore, an eccentric millionaire who knew Julia and Milo's grandfather well.
Whitmore gives the siblings The Shepherd's Journal and recruits them to go on an expedition to find Atlantis. The Thatch siblings join the crew, led by Commander Rourke and Helga, who originally discovered the Journal, and journey underwater in a submarine known as the Ulysses. It isn't long before the crew and the siblings find the entryway to Atlantis, and then Milo and Julia decipher the Journal to help the crew get th
This idea came to me while writing a Cinemasins (an awesome YouTube channel, check it out if you haven't already) script for Atlantis. Why was I doing that? Because A. it's my all-time favorite Disney movie, and B. I was bored and thought it would be fun to do, since the actual Cinemasins never did it.
Anyway, as the description says, this is my idea of what would've happened if the Atlanteans . hadn't been scared off by the digger after healing Milo, and also if Milo's injuries had been more realistic to his situation. Rating is for blood and description of injury. I don't think it's that bad, but better safe than sorry. Also, very little swearing.
I don't own Atlantis: The Lost Empire. Believe me, you'd know if I did. I would-
Audrey: Yeah yeah, disclaimer, we know, shut up (tries to punch me) Two for flinching. (punches me twice)
Crashing Thunder: The Last Thatches. . .(Atlantis)
(Lightning crashes and thunder rolls as the rain pours down. It's about 3:00 p.m. this dreary Friday, and the innocent wander the streets unknowingly about to walk into the midst of despair.
The front door swings open and in steps a dripping wet, five-year-old Milo James Thatch. He falls to the floor on his side and rolls onto his back as he slips his arms out of the straps on his backpack and groans. In his relief to be inside he throws his legs straight up into the air. To his dismay, water gushes out of his shoes and splashes him, running up his legs and soaking his underpants. He lets out a small yelp from the bracing cold water, then sighs and lets his feet slump to the ground with a slosh. "Figures," he grumbles to himself. Defeatedly, though not quite depressed, he kicks his shoes away and rolls his socks off before standing in the large puddle of collected rain water he's dragged into the house. Normally he'd be alone for the next two hours. As his routine begs he
Mole meets female Disney characters
Gaetan Moliére, A.K.A. Mole from ‘Atlantis’ is in the House of Mouse. He is attempting to flirt with all of the female patrons. Unfortunately, he did not learn from his mistake with Kidagakash A.K.A. Kida in the movie.
Mole heads to the table with Snow White sitting at it. Mole whispers something in her ear. Snow White was shocked at first, but then scowled and slapped Mole in the face. “That was rude!” Snow White said to Mole. Mole left rubbing his cheek. “You should be ashamed of yourself!” Snow White yelled to him. Cinderella, Jane, and Aurora reacted similarly when he did the same thing with them.
Mole then went to Queen Grimhilde’s table. He whispers in her ear. The Evil Queen scowls and transforms into her hag form. Mole gets scared and runs. The Queen changes back and said to herself. “That man does not know how to talk to a lady.”
Mole went to Maleficent's table. Then he whispered something to her. The Mis
Atlantis the lost Empire new recruit part 2
Atlantis the lost Empire new recruit part 2
Liz walked around the ship. Looking around it was amazing. Everything was 100% operational. No rust, no grinding gears, she smile "Wow. .This is amazing. " she couldn't believe how she was acting like a little kid in a candy store. Until she saw Milo. "Hay Milo!" She waved her hand for him to see her. "Liz!" Milo ran to her and gave her a hug. "You actually came!" "Of course I came! Did you think I won't?" Milo rubbed that back of his head. Liz put her hands on her hips
"What pff f no I-ya i didn't think you come." Liz playfully hit him on the head. "Hay I believed you so far, why stop now?" Milo nodded looking back at her "Ya that's ah that's a good point there Liz." Liz rolled her eyes. "Well hay it was good to see you again Luz but I need to put my stuff away I'll see you later k?" Liz shrugged "Alright bye Milo." Liz took one last good look of the area she was at and went to her room to but
Atlantis the lost Empire new recruit part 1
Atlantis the lost Empire new recruit part 1
A teenager with orange hair brown eyes , brown leather coat and army shoes was walking down the streets past museum and stopped. Her friend Milo work there. Milo bleved in the lost city of Atlantis. Liz had always supported him no matter how crazy is sounded.
When he told her that he might know the location of the shippers Journal she is very happy for him. Then when he tried telling the people at the Museum about it but they didn't believe him. Lizz felt sorry for him, she knows just how hard he's been working on finding were the shepherds journal was but they just laugh at his idea. That made her very mad.
She sighed and looked at the Museum door then walk away from it to her apartment.
When she entered her apartment all the lights are off she remembered leaving the dining room light on though. She looked around, grabbing her umbrella as a weapon in case of emergencies she slowly walked into living room then a hand covered her m
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In A Lose, Lose Situation
"Come on, get up sweetheart. You're gonna have to hit harder than that to stay out of the dirt."
The older man's voice was gruff and unfeeling. The term of endearment stung in her ears instead of being the calming word it should be. Dry dirt swirled around her head as she hit the ground, risking cuts and embedded gravel in her palms rather than her face. She could hear the constant tirade coming from above her, but it sounded like it came from within her entire body. Searing pain shot up from her palm in waves, pulsing through her chest into her head as she pushed herself up to her knees. This is how it was the past few days, nothing but training. Her muscles were on fire and she just wanted to scream. To release her frustration and exhaustion at that moment was all she wanted. But her mouth remained closed and she gritted her teeth. Trading in incessant shouting and belittling for momentary suffering was the better option. "I'm trying," was all she could mumble.
The creases on the man
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Power Crystal--a MarvelxDisney Fanfiction
Captain America's warning came too late. Iron Man, floating in mid-air twenty feet above the choppy blue water, flipped around just in time to see a large black blur tackle him with the force of twenty pro-football players. They crashed through the surface of the water, sending a wave and a mist out in all directions around where they had entered the ocean.
The descent was fast, pulling Iron Man and his current enemy through the water at a rate that almost rivaled falling through air. The monstrosity, a freakish combination of man, lizard, and wolf, with the massive canines and claws to match, thrashed about, keeping a tight grip on the armor. While the armor itself was receiving superficial scratches from the claws, the creatures jaws chomped just as uselessly at the metal chest, neck, and head.
Tony pushed back at the creature, but the more he did so, the angrier the monster became. Underwater, his weapons seemed to be useless, as multiple attemp
Expand Your Horizons - Chapter 3
Five days later
Each Atlantean on the trip carried their own bag of possessions to the two submarines. They were the old submarines from Rourke's expedition fairly decent submarines in the end. They loaded their bags into the submarines and then started to load provisions, sleeping bags, pillows and mats. A large crowd of Atlanteans had come to see them off.
"Two weeks exploring the wonders of the world! I think we should go to the Pyramids of Egypt first. Did you know that the first pharaoh in Egypt's pyramid is covered in hieroglyphics that have hints of Mesopotamian and Greek script which actually ."
Milo excitedly lectured Aman, who was trying to give Milo obvious signs that he was not interested and that he was busy getting ready for the trip. Milo was bubbling with excitement. Kida had allowed them to go for two weeks.
" and that's how the Grand Canyon came to be! Oh, I can't wait!"
"I always feel like I'm forgetting something. I've got my clothes, my brush
Memories--an A:TLE Fanfiction
"The First Kiss"
Milo awoke from his peaceful slumber, but did not open his eyes immediately. He enjoyed basking in the pleasantness of the queen's chamber for a few minutes before getting up to start the day. He had always been one to wake up a few minutes before his alarm clock went off, and his life in Atlantis had not changed this habit one bit. He knew that the queen's assistant, as the official title was called, would be by in less than ten minutes.
Before opening his eyes, Milo allowed his other senses to take in the rest of the room. He heard the gentle trickling of a fountain that ran along the walls of the chamber, just below the wide windows that let in the night air. Having a pretty moderate climate within their "air bubble" beneath the ocean floor, and with no sky to change the weather, life was pretty comfortable once you got used to it. The soft, silk sheets of the bed lay over his body, coveri
After evening in Whitmore's mansion where friends decided to keep secret, Vincenzo Santorini went out and was going to leave as he heard Audrey:
"Hey, wait for me, Vinny!" she put on a coat and then they both were going through empty streets. It was midnight and there was a full moon in the sky. Vincenzo and Audrey were going in silence as she asked:
"Do you think that they're alright?"
"Yeah, his decision was made by himself, Aud. I think so."
"And where will you go now?"
"Italy. Some of my buddies are there and I wanna see them." Santorini heard her sigh and looked at Ramirez. For a moment it seemed to him that she was sad. Her smile disappeared and girl turned her face away from him.
"Kid, are you OK?"
"We are all going away. Sweet will return to his home, Mole- to Paris... And you... Italy. And what about me? Did you think about me for a once?"
Wow... Vinny had never seen her like that. He had never thought that one little girl, teenager, chief of mechanical group on Ulysses will s
Realms of Darkness
The Sands of Time A young man called Prince changed his fate but not the future which I saw when Vizier killed me. The Darkness has woken up and her powers are growing every day. I saw the realm of Darkness itself. And it's worrying me. For years I was on the Island recovering from wound and all that I saw. Murders, pride, greed The seven deadly sins were always since the world's beginning. And now Darkness has chosen his seven servants.
His seven servants The most greedy killers and thieves, businessman that wishes to rule the world with the help of money The whore who likes to have sex His seven servants whose sins can't be forgiven by light. His seven servants They have abilities which can make man go off the rails. They forgot their human's feelings. They even forgot their real names. Darkness gave them new.
I saw it all I'm Kaileena, Empress of Time, and I asked for the help of light. Sands showed me seven people who can defe
A TA X-Mas: Audrey's Story
Author's Note: After two years I'm at it again, ha-ha! Any typos obviously not intended and historical inaccuracies I apologize for in advance. ;") I hope you enjoy the corniness, and have a happy holiday!
Disclaimer: Atlantis: the Lost Empire and associated characters are property of Disney.
A Team Atlantis Christmas: Audrey's Tale
The fire was a nice retreat from the frigid air outside, and everyone, Mr. Whitmore included, sat around in a circle sipping hot tea or hot chocolate. The air wavered in the fireplace, dancing its way into the room and upon the skins of those there.
I felt Kida lean up against me, so soft and warm. I wrapped us both in my blanket and turned to the rest. "Well, that is the nice thing about being in here. We don't have to worry about the snow. It's really coming down!"
"I can tell youuuu the snow's gonna stop before midnight comes a'rollin' around. I
My family owned a flower shop. We would sell roses, carnations, baby's breath, you name it. One day, I'm making about three dozen corsages for this prom, you know, the one they put on the wrist, and everybody, they come. "Where is it?", "When is it?", "Does it match my dress?" It's a nightmare. Anyway, I guess there was this leak next door of gas or what. BOOM! No more Chinese laundry. Blew me right through the front window. It was like a sign from God. I found myself that boom.-but he had never told that he was almost dead until made a deal with man whose name's Hades.
Hades couldn't believe his eyes. The deal, his greatest deal after Meg's, was broken by this fucking crystal on neck of Italian! Immortal was blazing:
"WHAT?! THE DEAL WAS BROKEN BY CRYSTAL!" Hades shut up and muttered:"I'm fine, I'm cool, I'm fine..."
Immortal was sitting in armchair smoking a cigar. The deal was broken, this Italian will live happily ever after...Perhaps... The smile appeared on his lips. Perha