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  The Order of Atlantis
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  The Order of Atlantis
  Here is The First Episode of Elder's Secret Supplement. This one will be from the viewpoint of Becca. She had a very small role in the beginning of Elder's Secret. But she actually had a bigger part than anyone could have ever realized. Enjoy! Elder's Secret Supplement Episode One – The Party Rebecca sat against the wall of the red bricked building. She shifted, allowing the rough surface to dig into her back. The students passed her by without a second glance as they made their way to class. Odd considering her bright red hair. Deciding she didn't want to be late for class she stood. Revealing another oddity among the others, her height. Rebecca was very tall for her age; towering over most of the students, save a few of the boys. “Becca!” cried a a high pitched shrill voice. “Hi Katie,” She replied. The two started to walk into the main building together. Katie's short stature seemed even more dwarfed in comparison to Becca. “I'm so excited for the party tonight,” Katie said excitedly. “I just want to pass this biology test.” She looked across the bobbing heads of students a moment. Catching eyes with a cute boy she'd had a crush on for over a year. He looked right through her though. Like he always did. Maybe one day I'll get enough courage to actually speak to him, She thought as she took her seat for biology. * * * “Drink this,” Katie said. Her heavily manicured hand was holding A bright red plastic cup. Becca took it, smelling the pungent mixture. She made a disgusted face and looked at her short haired blonde friend. “Oh just drink it, I wouldn't lead you wrong.” With a slight hesitation She sipped the drink, it burned her mouth and throat almost at once. “This is disgusting!” Becca spit the taste out of her mouth and back into the cup, “What is it?” “I dunno. It's what's on the table,” Katie said taking a big gulp from her own cup. She scrunched her face while it burned her throat as well. “We shouldn't be drinking, Katie.” “Lighten up Becca. This is how we get popular. We got invited to this little shindig. Now we drink until we become high school legends.” “That's what you really think? I'll just go hang by the food then. Let me know when you want to leave.” She turned away from her friend. Understanding why she wanted to be popular, but disappointed all the same. “Whatever Becca! We cant all be thin and beautiful like you.” Katie stormed away into the dancing crowd, the beginnings of a sob session etched into her chunky cheeks. “Katie, That's not what I meant.” She was already out of earshot. “Oh fine. Whatever.” Becca strolled her way to the table on the far wall of the living room. The red cups lined every inch. With a shrug she took one up and started to drink. Ignoring the taste and taking as much of it as she could. One after another she drank until her cheeks matched her hair color. Becca had never had alcohol before. It was racing through her intolerant system like fire. Vision blurred and words moved a bit slow when she spoke. She felt a presence near her. She turned to see a boy next to her looking at the drinks. It was him. Oh my god it's Colin Banks. He's standing right next to me. This is my chance. Becca pulled herself together as much as she could. An attempt to fight off some of the effects of her intoxication. “You might want to make your own,” she said. He turned to look at her. They locked eyes again. This time he saw her though. She could stare at his eyes for days. They looked a little funny now though. Like they were changing colors back and forth. She thought it was from the drinks and just continued on, “I'm Becca.” She extended her hand. Colin took it without hesitation. She could feel the butterflies racing in her stomach at the touch, “You play soccer, right?” he asked. I've never played sports in my life, She thought while taking a giant gulp of her drink and nodding. Her stomach was knotting with nervousness, but she stepped closer to him. What's going on. I don’t want to be closer to him. I think I'm going to puke. Something had a hold of her body. Her arms and legs were moving without her motivation to do so. She tried to scream, but her entire body was acting on its own. It's okay, I'm sorry to do this, but He has to go upstairs, came a calm soothing male voice echoing in her mind. She felt herself relax while her uncontrolled hand went up Colin's shirt. Goosebumps went along her arms at the feeling of his barely rippled stomach and the heat he generated. Then fear set in again as her hand went down to his pants. “Uhh…. Look! A shiny object,” Colin said pointing behind Becca. Her head turned to look at the wall. Perfect, The male voice faded from her mind as Colin ran up the stairs. What just happened? She questioned. I couldn't control myself. I must be losing my mind. She took a few steps. Pushing through the crowd of dancing, mostly drunk teenagers. Her mind couldn't seem to piece the events together. She leaned against the large speaker for the stereo. It's pulsing beats seemed to quiet her throbbing head. The drunkenness was gone, replaced by a different kind of feeling. A feeling like her brain had been pressed on for a few days and was trying to retake its shape. “Colin, wait, I can explain,” Becca looked over at the sound of Colin's name. It was Alice Johnson. One of the prettiest girls in school. The girl Colin always had eyes for. The reason he always looked past Becca. “She can explain how she’s dumping you,” mocked a much taller and muscular boy than Colin. “Shut-up Mark, I dumped you!” “Turn off that freakin’ music!” barked Colin. Becca's eyes grew wide at the site of a gleaming yellow streak of lightening that was sailing through the crowd right at her. She couldn't move. Couldn't speak. With a ZizAt! The stereo sizzled into silence with a plume of smoke. “Y-y-you’re a-a-a-a freak!” bleated the tall muscular boy named Mark. In the same instant he was flying through the air, terror on his face before he collided with a wall with such force he immediately became unconscious. Becca continued to stare. She inched forward through the crowd, escaping the smell of brunt plastic that the stereo was giving off. Her vision warped for a moment. At least she thought it was her vision. She could feel something push and pull at her body. There was a slight brush of salty air against her face before three figures in white robes materialized from nothing before her. The scream escaped her mouth before any logical thought could form. Her voice was echoed by several others as people realized that something had just appeared from nothing. “We’re here to help you!” Boomed a gruff sandy voice. Becca continued to scream. Her feet were frozen in place. Her mind was lost in a see of thoughts and terror at what she could not explain. Lightening flying at her, people appearing from air, and her body doing as it pleased with the guidance of some strange voice in her head. It was too much. Too much for her to process. “Sabrina, do it,” said the gruff man. What felt like a gentle breeze grazed the top of her head before the darkness of sleep took her.
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