Chapter One
“Zaak, are you sure we’re approaching Cincinnati, Ohio?” Bonita asks, worried.
Bonita and Zaak are taking a test ride in their brand-new family spaceship Lamborrari DS, a replacement for their last ship, still marooned on Le Jura. Like the last, this particular model promised to ‘travel anywhere in universes without you raising a finger’.
“Positive.” Zaak grins, pointing at the control panel. “See, here, it says… wait… fuck, what’s going on?”
Bonita takes a quick look. Their destination glowed softly on the dashboard: ‘Atlantis: Landing…’
“Zaak, Zaak! Where are we?”
“You tell me, Bonita. It’s an Earth place, isn’t it?”
Bonita thinks for a few moments and then mumbles, “Hmmm, Atlantis, Atlantis, it does sound familiar. Hmmm… so… odd.”
“Is this another city near Cincinnati? Please tell me it is.” Zaak looks at her with a nervous smile.
“Oh, no, it can’t be. See the ocean? Ohio’s in the Midwest. There is no ocean.”
“You sure?”
“Of course I am,” snorts Bonita, waving her hands, “This place looks too strange…”
The landscape flashing by beneath their ship is nothing she’s ever encountered before. Silver and gold temples, distorted by the domed glass floor of their ship, rise in concentric circles to the sky. She is sure that none of the recent oceanic colonies are built this large, or this intricately. The architecture is just astounding.
“Atlantis… Hmmm…” Bonita’s eyes widen. “Um… Zaak, I think we’re heading backwards in time. Atlantis is an ancient, and legendary city...we learned about it in grade school, Shoot, I can’t believe it’s actually real!”
“What? A legendary city?”
“Yup. See, everything in the legend is right here. See the rings in the city?”
Zaak looks. Bonita is right. The huge city is arranged in five rings, one inside of other. A few water channels go from the center of the city to the coast. Large sailing ships are everywhere on the ocean.
“We’re definitely not in the right time or place. Zaak, let’s go back, I’m not sure we should mess about here.” Bonita urges.
Zaak thinks for a moment and then grins, “Let’s have some fun, Bonita.”
“What?”
“Why don’t we go visit the city?”
“Are you crazy, Zaak? What if…”
“‘What if’ what? They are humans, right? We weren’t scared of the dinosaurs on Le Jura. Why would we be afraid of ancient people?” Zaak gives Bonita a quick kiss. “Trust me. We’ll be okay.”
“Okay… I, um, trust you.” Bonita murmurs. She’s not so sure. Her vacations with Zaak are never as relaxing as she hoped.
Zaak switches the control to manual and directs the miniature spaceship to touch down at the highest peak of the island.
He opens the door, looks outside and takes a deep breath. “The air is so fresh.” He steps out. “Bonita, check it out, a big temple.”
“Oh, really?” Bonita raises an eyebrow, standing up.
Zaak grabs her hand and smiles, “Watch your step, wife.”
The temple is indeed, splendid. Built entirely of gold and silver, gently manipulated into soft arches and curved roofs, it sits dignified and imposing upon its foundations.
“How did they do this?” They walk closer and look at the temple record on a large carved marble slab inset into its wall.
“See, here, it tells the history of the island.” Bonita begins to read. “The Empire of Atlantis begins at the beginning of time.”
“Really, that early?” Zaak’s eyes widen.
“Yup. That’s what it says.” Bonita smiles and continues. “The god Poseidon received Atlantis, an island larger than Libya and Asian combined. He chose for a wife the mortal woman Cleito, and with her began the royal family of Atlantis.”
“Really? This land was ruled by gods?”
“Oh, shush, Zaak, it’s only a legend, okay?” Then she blushes. “Um, well it