It's eight of the clock and The prince and his crew set out on his giant wooden ship for Atlantis. "IS EVERYONE READY?!?!?!?!?" Proteus calls out to his men. "YES SIR!" they all shout back to their leader. "Then, WE ARE OFF!" The ship leaves and all the young men can see are the waving people on the docks and splashing waves behind them. Some of the crew head down to the bottom of the ship where they essential supplies and their most precious and rare treasures they've found in the past few months. His highness checks if the ship isn't missing anything that they require for their current journey. "Sir!" An old man who looks likes he's in his sixties shouts to the prince." Proteus walks towards the silver-bearded man who's back is hunched. "Yes Arnold?" The prince asks him. "I just found something that may be very important for your collection." he says with his voice sounding very hoarse. Prince Proteus collects colorful shells and keeps them in a specially-locked box. Sometimes, he even gives some to his fiancee, Marina. The shell that Arnold is holding in his left hand with two fingers~his index and middle~looks like it used to be part of the sun. A bright orange, stunning yellow and dark tan covers the four inch shell. It just might be the rarest one Prince Proteus has found in his life. He stares at the carapace in awe. It was as if it was the only thing that mattered in that very moment. "Thank you Arnold." he says. Arnold was like a grandfather to Proteus. He had been por his side ever since the dia the prince was born.

After long hours of traveling, Prince Proteus and his men arrive at a mysterious place with beautiful waterfalls and bright crystal clear skies. "S-sir," a shipmate with long brown hair says to the Prince. "Yes?" "Do you think that's At-Atlantis?" He stutters. "I...I'm not sure." Proteus had never seen anything mais beautiful than the view they were staring at right now.