Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Atlantis ❯ Prolog ( Prologue )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Munchkin 
later 2x1/1x2, young Heero is on the Island of Atantis when is starts to sink. Later he is picked up by a slave ship owned by Captain J and his unsavory crew.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.14.2001 | Updated On: 09.14.2001 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 406 | Status: Completed
later 2x1/1x2, young Heero is on the Island of Atantis when is starts to sink. Later he is picked up by a slave ship owned by Captain J and his unsavory crew.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.14.2001 | Updated On: 09.14.2001 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 406 | Status: Completed
Title- Atlantis (maybe renamed later)
Author- Munchkin
Warnings- OOC, slavery, strange (that's it for now)
Archived- Fanfiction.net
Notes- I don't know WHY I decided to write this, I know I probably SHOULD have used the Japanese
underwater ruins or something instead. But anyway I am terribly sorry if some one has already
written a story similar to this. If so I have yet to read it and would like to. Ummm....this is
an AU of both the traditional Atlantis theories/ideas and the GW timeline. It is NOT a story
taken from Disney etc. etc. Hope you all like it so far.
Historical/Mythology- The story of Atlantis is a very mixed up and fought over idea. Many say it
existed and sank with nothing else to it, others look further into the idea of a sunken civilization
and have other ideas. Atlantis was supposedly an island somewhere off Greece or so. The Atlantean
were wonderfully smart and beautiful people who shared knowledge with the world around them.
Some say they help the Egyptians build their pyramids, others clam not. The island prospered
for a long time, their sciences and otherwise blooming. It is then that most have a hard time
finding out WHY Atlantis sank. Some say they didn't want other countries knowing what they
did so they started concurring the area around them until they came to Athens, where an all
out war was fought. One group say that the Athenians were the reason Atlantis drifted into
the sea. That either the Athenians caused it or the gods of the Atlanteans were so angry with
them for losing to the Athenians that the gods punished them with total destruction of their
island home. Another group say that an Atlantean scientist had discovered the forbidden secrets
of the Cosmos, and released the forces which may have eventually destroy the whole of mankind
but instead was used and destroyed the island. (The Forbidden Secrets of the Cosmos were
considered a type of power, magical etc. that could open a path were anything was possible)
Disclaimer: I don't own them, never will, and never can. Don't sue me I don't have nothin'.
Fire rained down as the buildings as a once magnificent city crumbled away.
Mothers and children cried out as beams toppled them and the land opened up to swallow
their sorry souls. Those still standing and running for their lives cursed the Gods.
Claiming with all their might on the unfairness of it all. Trees fell crossing as volcanoes
bellowed their mighty call and rained fire down from above once again.
A small boy, not more than 5, jumped from stone to stone. His bright blue eyes tearing,
watching the water rise up as the land had and swamp the area that had opened. The city had
fallen, the land now baron and dead. The people were going to be gone long before this
was over, and those that escaped would live only to be eaten by the sea or taken by slave ships.
He shivered as his body was submerged yet again by a wave, the salty water entering
his nose and mouth. Coughing he rose to the surface to see that the undertow had dragged him
farther from his island home and that the sea now shone red with blood and fire's angry glow.
The little boy swallowed his tears as he struggled to keep his head above the water.
He wanted his mother but he knew that she was gone, a pike threw her chest the morning before
when the Athenians had invaded.
'The sea is so angry,' he mused as the waves once again pulled him down into the
darkness of the deepwater like a monster ready to claim him as his own. He opened his
eyes peering threw the sea and was rewarded as he saw another small figure.
She was small, maybe his height, with yards of golden curls that still glimmered
in the pale light. His hope grew a little. This other child may help him reach the
surface and at the very least he wouldn't be alone anymore. He waved his arms attempting
to get her attention but she moved not. Frowning to himself the Prussian eyed boy swam
as quickly as he could, for his air was running out, to the other and spun her around.
Only to give a cry of dismay and push back.
The child was dead. Her light blue eyes open and unseeing, with her little mouth
open in a silent scream of which no air bubbles surfaced any longer.
He was going to die, the thought sent chills up the boys spine. 'Just like the
little girl' the boy felt part of his vision fading into a soft grayness as his lungs
burned for lack of air. His mind was at a blank, he didn't know which way to go and the
little girl still floated by telling him of what was to come, he couldn't even try to work
a form of Cosmos to help him.
The child wiped his arms around himself as the sea pushed him around and his last
air floated to the surface, 'This is what I get for what I did, this is what I should get
for disobeying Odin and Kaasan..'
^*^
A ship moved threw the fog that had settled down around the area a large island
had once stood. It wasn't a giant ship, but not a rowboat either. Its two tall masts
hung in the now chilly air, with the dark red sails fluttering in the wind.
An old man stood at the bow, gray beard and mustache had obviously not been
combed in a long time, and thick rimmed glasses magnified any dirty look the individual
threw. Even the particularly nasty on given to a younger lad who came running down towards him.
"Sir! Captain J! We found the last of the survivors!" The youth yelled though
was only feet away as Captain J gritted his teeth.
"Very good Nathan, show me the last few."
They walked down to the lodgings door and proceeded to the small chamber
used for new slaves. There were precious few. Two kids, one out cold and the other
looked sickly, not good. Not good at all. Along with the children there were three
adults of obvious Greek ancestry, how they had gotten to the island and why you
couldn't tell.
Captain J growled. He needed more Atlantain slaves. They were beautiful and smart,
making them ideal. Perfect bed mates if needed and could do any task...though they
did have a small problem with breaking them in....he walked over to the one child
he had blond, almost white hair, and bright blue eyes that peeked at him fearfully.
Looking him over J made a list of observations, this one was soft, would be easily
broken and manipulated to what was needed, but if pushed too far the Atlantain
child would die. The Winner family needed a hair, he remembered, and the wife had
just died along with their only young son. This one will go to them, the captain
nodded, he would adjust fine with the family and J himself would get paid well, very well.
Done with that one he turned to the unconscious other. The one looked strong,
with a slight venerability that only shown threw because of his age and unconscious
state. He had a slight Asian look to him, his brown hair poking in every direction
and golden tan. Captain J narrowed his eyes as he slap the boy into wakefulness causing
a cry of pain and surprise to burst from the wild boys lips before a glare arrived on
the new slaves face showing the amazing color of his eyes. 'The one will be harder to
train....'J thought and turned towards Nathan.
"The blond one is to go to the Winners, the adults you can do what you want to.
Kill them or otherwise. This one-" he jerked the boy up from his hair. "is staying with me."
Author- Munchkin
Warnings- OOC, slavery, strange (that's it for now)
Archived- Fanfiction.net
Notes- I don't know WHY I decided to write this, I know I probably SHOULD have used the Japanese
underwater ruins or something instead. But anyway I am terribly sorry if some one has already
written a story similar to this. If so I have yet to read it and would like to. Ummm....this is
an AU of both the traditional Atlantis theories/ideas and the GW timeline. It is NOT a story
taken from Disney etc. etc. Hope you all like it so far.
Historical/Mythology- The story of Atlantis is a very mixed up and fought over idea. Many say it
existed and sank with nothing else to it, others look further into the idea of a sunken civilization
and have other ideas. Atlantis was supposedly an island somewhere off Greece or so. The Atlantean
were wonderfully smart and beautiful people who shared knowledge with the world around them.
Some say they help the Egyptians build their pyramids, others clam not. The island prospered
for a long time, their sciences and otherwise blooming. It is then that most have a hard time
finding out WHY Atlantis sank. Some say they didn't want other countries knowing what they
did so they started concurring the area around them until they came to Athens, where an all
out war was fought. One group say that the Athenians were the reason Atlantis drifted into
the sea. That either the Athenians caused it or the gods of the Atlanteans were so angry with
them for losing to the Athenians that the gods punished them with total destruction of their
island home. Another group say that an Atlantean scientist had discovered the forbidden secrets
of the Cosmos, and released the forces which may have eventually destroy the whole of mankind
but instead was used and destroyed the island. (The Forbidden Secrets of the Cosmos were
considered a type of power, magical etc. that could open a path were anything was possible)
Disclaimer: I don't own them, never will, and never can. Don't sue me I don't have nothin'.
Fire rained down as the buildings as a once magnificent city crumbled away.
Mothers and children cried out as beams toppled them and the land opened up to swallow
their sorry souls. Those still standing and running for their lives cursed the Gods.
Claiming with all their might on the unfairness of it all. Trees fell crossing as volcanoes
bellowed their mighty call and rained fire down from above once again.
A small boy, not more than 5, jumped from stone to stone. His bright blue eyes tearing,
watching the water rise up as the land had and swamp the area that had opened. The city had
fallen, the land now baron and dead. The people were going to be gone long before this
was over, and those that escaped would live only to be eaten by the sea or taken by slave ships.
He shivered as his body was submerged yet again by a wave, the salty water entering
his nose and mouth. Coughing he rose to the surface to see that the undertow had dragged him
farther from his island home and that the sea now shone red with blood and fire's angry glow.
The little boy swallowed his tears as he struggled to keep his head above the water.
He wanted his mother but he knew that she was gone, a pike threw her chest the morning before
when the Athenians had invaded.
'The sea is so angry,' he mused as the waves once again pulled him down into the
darkness of the deepwater like a monster ready to claim him as his own. He opened his
eyes peering threw the sea and was rewarded as he saw another small figure.
She was small, maybe his height, with yards of golden curls that still glimmered
in the pale light. His hope grew a little. This other child may help him reach the
surface and at the very least he wouldn't be alone anymore. He waved his arms attempting
to get her attention but she moved not. Frowning to himself the Prussian eyed boy swam
as quickly as he could, for his air was running out, to the other and spun her around.
Only to give a cry of dismay and push back.
The child was dead. Her light blue eyes open and unseeing, with her little mouth
open in a silent scream of which no air bubbles surfaced any longer.
He was going to die, the thought sent chills up the boys spine. 'Just like the
little girl' the boy felt part of his vision fading into a soft grayness as his lungs
burned for lack of air. His mind was at a blank, he didn't know which way to go and the
little girl still floated by telling him of what was to come, he couldn't even try to work
a form of Cosmos to help him.
The child wiped his arms around himself as the sea pushed him around and his last
air floated to the surface, 'This is what I get for what I did, this is what I should get
for disobeying Odin and Kaasan..'
^*^
A ship moved threw the fog that had settled down around the area a large island
had once stood. It wasn't a giant ship, but not a rowboat either. Its two tall masts
hung in the now chilly air, with the dark red sails fluttering in the wind.
An old man stood at the bow, gray beard and mustache had obviously not been
combed in a long time, and thick rimmed glasses magnified any dirty look the individual
threw. Even the particularly nasty on given to a younger lad who came running down towards him.
"Sir! Captain J! We found the last of the survivors!" The youth yelled though
was only feet away as Captain J gritted his teeth.
"Very good Nathan, show me the last few."
They walked down to the lodgings door and proceeded to the small chamber
used for new slaves. There were precious few. Two kids, one out cold and the other
looked sickly, not good. Not good at all. Along with the children there were three
adults of obvious Greek ancestry, how they had gotten to the island and why you
couldn't tell.
Captain J growled. He needed more Atlantain slaves. They were beautiful and smart,
making them ideal. Perfect bed mates if needed and could do any task...though they
did have a small problem with breaking them in....he walked over to the one child
he had blond, almost white hair, and bright blue eyes that peeked at him fearfully.
Looking him over J made a list of observations, this one was soft, would be easily
broken and manipulated to what was needed, but if pushed too far the Atlantain
child would die. The Winner family needed a hair, he remembered, and the wife had
just died along with their only young son. This one will go to them, the captain
nodded, he would adjust fine with the family and J himself would get paid well, very well.
Done with that one he turned to the unconscious other. The one looked strong,
with a slight venerability that only shown threw because of his age and unconscious
state. He had a slight Asian look to him, his brown hair poking in every direction
and golden tan. Captain J narrowed his eyes as he slap the boy into wakefulness causing
a cry of pain and surprise to burst from the wild boys lips before a glare arrived on
the new slaves face showing the amazing color of his eyes. 'The one will be harder to
train....'J thought and turned towards Nathan.
"The blond one is to go to the Winners, the adults you can do what you want to.
Kill them or otherwise. This one-" he jerked the boy up from his hair. "is staying with me."