Flashback
A thousand years ago,
the site of The Nest,
The sun beat down upon the waves, casting a golden glow over the bustling construction site. Grand Master Long stood atop a rocky outcropping, surveying the progress of Sea City. By his side, his handsome grandson Dal watched, silently drinking in the sights and sounds of the mermaids and sea creatures at work but not showing it.
Mr. Long's voice was filled with excitement as he spoke of his vision for Sea City. "Imagine it, Dal - a place where humans and supernaturals can live together in harmony. Where mermaids and dragons, selkies and sirens, can all call home."
Dal's eyes shone curiosity though hos expression was still bovine. "It's a wonderful dream, Father. But how will you make it happen?"
Mr. Long's smile was confident. "I have already begun to forge alliances with the other supernatural kingdoms. The mermaids, as you see, are already our allies. And I have sent emissaries to the kingdoms of the selkies, the sirens, and the dragons of the land."
As Mr. Long spoke, a group of mermaids swam up to the rocky outcropping, their shimmering scales catching the sunlight. They bowed their heads in respect, and one of them, an elegant mermaid with long, flowing hair, spoke up.
"Your Majesty, we have made great progress on the city's infrastructure. The seawalls are nearly complete, and the buildings are rising from the sea floor."
Grand Master Long nodded his great head in approval. "Well done, my friends. You are the backbone of this city, and I am forever in your debt."
As the mermaids swam away, Dal turned to his grandather with a curious expression. "But, Great Father, what of the humans? Will they not be afraid of us, of our powers and our magic?"
Mr. Long's eyes grew serious, his voice taking on a note of gravity. "That, Dal, is the greatest challenge we face. But I have faith that, together, we can overcome it. We will show the humans that we mean them no harm, that we wish only to live in peace and harmony."
As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the sea, the old man's words seemed to take on a life of their own, echoing across the waves like a promise of a brighter future.
***
In the limo,
San Diego,
California.
Tuesday, February 15
4:37 PM PMT
Angeline
Back to where we had stopped...
"What?!" I asked, removing my earpiece, pretending like I had not heard what they just said.
"See? I told you she wasn't laughing at you, Kris."
"Why then were you laughing, Angie." Akiara asked me in suspicion.
"C'mon Kris! She wasn't even in on the conversation because she had her earpiece on the whole time!"
"What's going on?" I asked, my brows now really contracted in confusion.
"Kris thinks you were laughing over the drama during her funeral, which was really funny by the way..." Ari said, shut up by a glare from Akiara.
"What?! I would never!" I gasped in horror.
"Then what made you laugh?"
"I saw something funny by a harbour and that was what made me laugh."
"Oh really, so what was it?"
"Okay, so get this, two fishermen were on a boat and one was trying to carry an oar when suddenly... hey who's house is that?!" I gasped trying to divert thier attention as I pointed to a vast whire Gothic mega mansion with blood red roofing, perched on top of a steep cliff overlooking the Pacific Beach below.
"That's our house, Angie!"
Back in Nigeria, Ari had told me all about thier house which was also a hotel, serving as their family's oldest and major source of income. It had one of the most exquisite restaurants in the world and Ari gets a lot of free smoothies and milkshakes from there. Ari then told me countless stories of the new friends the used to make every Summer when tourists and lodgers come to book a room for the holidays or go on a cruise in Great Father's liner.
"House?! It looks a hundred times bigger than a palace!" Blaise screamed, but I, on the other hand, had a different concern.
"Em, Akiara, won't it fall off the cliff?" I asked, turning back to them worriedly.
"My great grandparents had been living there since they were in the daipers and no calamity has ever befallen The Nest."
"But-"
"Just relax girl and enjoy your stay here. Hey Ben, you'll never guess what happened yesterday!"
Sighing in relief as Kris dropped the issue, I turned away to gaze out the window again. The limo was now cruising along another sea side road, blessing me with yet another breathtaking veiw of the Pacific Ocean, when I saw something that me to the bone.
"OMG!" I exclaimed.
"Angie, what is it?" they asked in alarm, rushing over to me.
"Didn't you guys see that?"
"See what?!"
"The large orange fish tail... it was entering the water just now!" I said in excitement.
"An orange fish?" Akiara scoffed. "Was that why you almost gave us a heart attack?!
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"lt's okay Angie. It probably must have been be another big carp or something which you wanted us to see." Ari said, trying to cool the boiling waters and soon they continued their conversation i had interrupted.
I just shrugged the suspiciously strange moment off, hoping that the tail I saw didn't belong to what I fear it might be, so I continued staring out the window till we got to the large toll gates of an eastate-like town. I couldn't supress my awe as I gaped at the houses in this beautiful seaside resort.
"Welcome to Sea City, Angie!" they all exclaimed in sync pleased by the awestruck expression on my face.
***
Meanwhile,
Le Morte Mannor,
Mission Beach,
San Diego.
Omniscient
A group of beauties wuld be seen being dolled up and primmed in a large princess bedroom by professional sylists, looking like fallen angels in thier matching pink fluffy bathrobes in and towels turbaned on thier heads
They are the Pink Panthers, better known as the Nectarous Nine - a clique comprising of the top nine models and entertainmers of JSU. Led by the Quean Bee Hannah, they ruled the campus with an iron fist. Though it's very difficult to get amitted into the Panther's Circle but they had been gracious to allow with 3 more persons to join them, whom they world groom until they are worthy to be initiated. Now all twelve girls were in the room.
"I can't believe you girls are just going to leave for Paris tomorrow." Asia, the second in command, pouted her high Indian accent.
There was an upcoming modelling competition amongst the Art Faculties to be held in Paris, Hannah, Cora (4th in command), Baily (5th in command), and Cesca (8th in command) were going to repreant the school leaving Asia (2nd in command), Cara (3rd in command), Bianca, Athena, Lucy, Rocky, Scarlet, and Eva to run the school in thier abscence.
"It's not our fault we're more me better looking than the rest of you." boasted Cesca,flipping the Invisible hair in scarlet's face causing rest to laugh.
"Don't worry, babes! We'll make sure we Facetime you every night. You'd never miss a moment!" Baily said, blowing her wet nails.
"Yeah, whatever!" Scarlet said, airily. "Just save me some suveniors, would you?"
"Sure why not baby sis! We'll even save you some hot guys too!" Cora jibed, as Scarlet threw a pillow at her causing everyone to laugh again
"Speaking of hot guys," Hannah began, in her lovely French accent, causing the rest to stifle laughter. "Cara, I saw you filrting with that silent new jock the other day.."
I just wanted to welcome him properly and show him round the campus, no biggie!" Cara shrugged.
"Yet the tour some how ended in my bed room!" Athena scoffed, causing everyone to hail her expect Asia and Scarlet.
"Aren't you like bethrothed to Damien or something?" Asia asked, just as a maid walked in looking smart in the strached white and black uniform, pushing in a trolley full of scones and twelve pink mugs of coffee.
"And so what, Asia? A girl needs to have fun once in a while." Hannah shrugged, taking her mug.
"Does she even love him or his money!" Bianca spat.
"Bianca!" Cara gasped. "Of course, I do love him!"
"But?"
"Most times, he makes me feel like he's allergic to my touch.
"You better be careful," Rocky warned, taking her mug "Or you'd lose him for good..."
"Damien is mine! No one dares take him away from me and lives to tell the tale!" she huffed, sipping from her mug only spit it out immediately.
"What the eff, bitch?" Lucy shrieked jumping up, drentched from the spray.
"Look of what you made me do?! Do you want to kill me? There's too much sugar in this!" Cara bellowed at the poor maid.
"B-But argh!" she screamed as Cara poured the rest her coffee on the poor maid's face while the rest minded thier businesses, totally unpertubed.
"Cara, isn't this Damien on the news! I think he's back from Africa!" Scarlet said, causing Cara to freeze just as she had raised hand to slap the maid.
"Really! she squealed in excitement, rushing over to Scarlet who had a tablet in hand along with the other girls as they began to fawn over Damien.
"Aw, Damien is so hot!"
"Is it just me or did your boo just get hotter?"
"I'm glad Africa didn't ruin his perfect skin with a tan.
"That's my hubby!"
"You're so lucky..."
"Who's that witch standing beside him!" Cara roared all of a sudden, pointing to a black girl in a white and purple gown.
"I think that's the new member of thier family everyone's been talking about."
"Woah, she looks gorgeous in that dress!"
"I heard the saved Damien's sister..
"I don't like her!"
"Why?!"
"I just do!"
"Cara be reasonable here!"
"Can't you all see the way she's staring at my man! I demand Pink Venom!" she declared causing the rest to dramatically gasp in horror.
Whenever a Panther gets bullied or intimidated, she invokes a Pink Venem so that the rest an avenge her and they would stop at nothing until either the threat is eliminated.
"On what grounds?" Athena inquired. "We don't even know her!"
"Didn't you see the way she looked and him and he looked back. He never looks at me twice but he looked at her eight times.
"Wait, you counted that?"
"That doesn't matter. The point is, I think she wants to bewitch him!"
"She doesn't strike me as the witchy type." Scarlet said.
"Are you that blind to see or has she bewitched you too!"
"Well, she is quite pretty!" Asia confessed.
"Am prettier!" Cara snapped.
"Enough!" Hannah barked causing them to shut up.
"Cara we can't just just jump into conclusions so we'll put her on probation. But once she steps out of the line, she gets scratched!" Hannah said grimly, as they turned back to the screen to look at the video of the pretty black girl now waving at the cameras.
What's wierd about a big orange fish?
What do you think of the Pink Panthers?