I laughed to myself as I imagined the faces of the sailors in the submarine I had come across shortly after I left Hawaii. Sailors are a superstitious lot and submarine crews are probably the worst. I shouldn’t have tapped out the words to “Under the Sea” from The Little Mermaid in Morse Code on the side of the submarine with a rock, but I couldn’t help myself. I wish I could read the Captain’s report he submitted to his superiors.
I’d eaten a late dinner in Hawaii and had taken two days to make my way towards Atlantis. For some reason, I felt compelled to check on the equipment I noticed the last time I was there but wanted to enjoy the journey as well. I loved the freedom I experienced while swimming but missed Jason. The last time we had dinner together I thought he was going to propose but he chickened out. If he would have asked, I would have said yes, but there were still things we had to talk about. I have to let him know why I’m reluctant to return to Theria, that might be a good place to start.
My train of thought was derailed by a flash of light and a shockwave heading towards me, which was unusual because I was swimming around three-hundred feet underwater. I came to a full stop and waited to meet the displaced water rushing towards me. Using my sonar-like senses, I estimated the wave front would reach me in three—two—one.
If I had been on land, my breath would have been knocked out of my lungs, but I just curled in on myself and rode the wave until it played itself out. I looked to where the wave originated and saw a glow in the distance. I cautiously made my way forward and in five minutes could make out the ruins of Atlantis and see a swirling portal, glowing with a sickly-yellow light.
A sense of unease washed over me as I got closer to the portal and I felt like I was being watched. I looked around and couldn’t see anyone, but I activated the pocket dimension on my necklace and retrieved my trident I’d stored in there. Inching my way closer to the shining portal I saw myself reflected on the surface. My eyes were all black and my teeth had elongated in response to danger. Even if I couldn’t see a threat my body’s automatic response had kicked-in and I knew better than to ignore the warning signs.
I’m not sure what was going on, but I needed to head to the surface and send a message to King Alister letting him know a dimensional portal had somehow opened on Earth. The planet could be in danger. As I was about to turn away from the portal, I saw movement reflected behind me and I spun around with my trident in my right hand and the claws of my left hand elongated. I was ready for a fight, but I wasn’t ready for the sight that greeted me.
Two rows of mere people in armor faced me, each one held a trident in his or her hand and were dressed in the livery of the Kingdom of Cetacea. When I turned around, everyone but the Captain of the Guard bowed deeply at the waist in my direction. The Captain of the Guard transferred his trident to his left hand, placed his right hand over his heart and inclined his head at me.
Lady Cynthia, he sent, it is a pleasure to see you again.