The Lost Continent
I awoke with such a start that I almost fell out of bed. I gently laid myself back down to my cold pillow. Another nightmare about my father and brothers haunted my dreams. My gaze reluctantly shifted to my digital clock that was positioned on my nightstand…5:27. Perfect. I extended my reach for my phone that sat on my windowsill. I pulled myself into a seated position and sat up on my windowsill. I scrolled through my contacts until I came to the name I was looking for.
"Hel-Hello?" I heard his grisly voice say.
"Hey bro, did I wake you up," a hint of sarcasm leaked through my voice as I spoke.
"It's 5:30 in the morning Tallis, What the hell do you want?"
"You know what I want Nyal, please," I begged, "It's my birthday."
He sighed and I could almost hear the face palm from the other line. "You better not be pulling that card all day," he said with a laugh, "I'll be over in 10 minutes, you better be ready."
I quickly hopped down from my window and leaped over my bed. I ran out of my room and skidded to a halt right before the bathroom door. I flung it open and grabbed the brush that lay upon the granite countertop and ran it through my hair that fell about five inches from my armpit. I grabbed my swimsuit which lay drying on the towel rack and slipped it on.
After successfully taming the beast that I call my hair, I ran down the two sets of stairs to the ground floor and grabbed a muffin that was lying on the counter and open the garage door. I ate the crumbly muffin within a matter of seconds and walked to the other end of the garage where my surfboard and wetsuit lay on the ground. I hoisted them into the house and grabbed my backpack and set them down by the door.
I walked back in the kitchen and wrote on the stick note pad on the fridge. Went Surfing –Tallis, was all I put, I knew my mom probably wouldn't check it but on this day, I did not want to take any chances with her sanity.
The car horn sound bounced off the walls and into my ears. I ran over and looked out the large glass window and saw Nyal sitting in his black Mustang. I smiled and he smiled back when he saw me. Pushing back the curtain, I grabbed my gear and opened the large front door. He got out of his car and opened the trunk and took my board and threw it next to his, both back seats pushed down to fit them.
We hopped in either side of the car and he backed out of my drive way. "You know, you better love me for this," he said as he turned to me smiling.
"You know I love you," I chuckled, "come on, you know surf is better in the morning." He nodded in acknowledgement. Nyal was my best friend, and he had been for over ten years. His real name was Tennyson, but since it was hard to come up with a nickname, everyone just started referring to him has Nyal.
I stared out the window and noticed the sky was beginning to show signs of dawn as it turned crimson and pink with flakes or orange decorating the vast canvas. I saw the brown road sign pass by as I watching the endless rows of trees flow by. Ventura Beach .4 miles. I smiled as I saw the sign; I loved living on the beach.
"O hey, Happy Birthday!" Nyal said.
"Thank you," I replied. I had never really been cynical about the rumors and facts surrounding my birthday, I rejoiced its coming, hoping that maybe…just maybe they'd come home.
"Are we still on for tonight?" he asked me.
"Yeah sure, where do you want to go?"
He sighed, "How would you like to go The Pier?"
"I would be delighted." The Pier was a restaurant that was naturally placed on one of the piers overlooking the ocean. We pulled into the entrance and as soon as he pulled into the parking spot I flung open my door and stripped my clothes until I was just down to my bikini. I grabbed my black and blue wet suit and slipped it over my bikini and pulled my surfboard over the seats.
"Hey!" Nyal protested, "Just because it is your birthday that doesn't mean you can yank your surfboard right over Sparky's seats."
"Yes it does!" I said with a chuckle, I then straightened myself out, "I'm sorry Mr. Grant, and I will not do it again."
"Now that is what I like to hear Mrs. Kawasaki," he smiled.
"Misses?" I question, "Am I married now?"
"O shut up," Nyal said as he nudged me in the side.
We began walking down towards the beach and we got the water. I suddenly stopped. "Hold up," I paused, "You named your car?"
Nyal's face changed to concerned and then the mockery of my question set in. "You know…I don't know why we are friends."
"Yes you do," I said.
"Don't bring it up," he sarcastically shivering as if remembering the time in first grade when he was being bullied by second graders and I beat them up in his defense. I smiled; I always had something to hang over his head. Since that time Nyal had turned into quite the man. He was broad shouldered and muscular. His shaggy, sandy blond hair hung just above his deep brown eyes. I couldn't help but find him attractive, and I knew he felt the same about me. We talked about dating once a few years ago and both ended up awkwardly laughing as we came to the conclusion we were too good of friends…and we knew too much if our relationship were to end sourly.
We came to the end of the sand and the start of the Pacific Ocean. I attached the ankle strap to my ankle and began to walk into the water. The cold bitterness of the water lapped at my warm skin and swelled around me. I dived into the water, surf board beneath me and began paddling my way out to the waves, keeping myself perpendicular to them as I swam out. I floated over the first wave and prepared myself for the second one trailing it. I paddled hard with my left hand to turn me around and began to swim slowly away from it. I glanced over my left shoulder and saw Nyal trailing behind me, following my lead. I felt the power of the wave begin to propel me forward as I began to slowly stand up on my board and I rode the wave out to the end until I was standing on the smooth water's surface. I fell back to my board and laid there as I stared up at the dawn.
I heard the splashing of Nyal swimming up behind me as I looked up from my position. "Tal, I have a present for you," he said a smile forming on his lips.
"Nyal, I told you not to get me anythi-" He cut me short.
"Tallis you are my best friend, of course I'm going to get you something.
I smiled as we surfed a couple more waves before heading back to shore. "You go get changed," Nyal said indicating towards the restroom perched near his car…or "Sparky". I grabbed my stuff from the car and walked towards the restroom. When I got inside my first thought was the horrible stench that resonated from the damp room. I shuddered. I hate public bathrooms. I stripped down my wetsuit and bikini and replaced it with a pair of white shorts and a pink and white striped top. I shook out my hair and noticed it had begun to wave from the water. I ran my fingers through it with ease and then applied a small amount of make-up to my face. I walked out of the bathroom and saw Nyal perched on the hood of Sparky. I laughed to myself as I thought of the fact that he had named his car.
In his hand was a small box. I smiled at him as I approached. He smiled back with his perfect smile, his teeth as white as pearls. "Happy Birthday Tal," he said as he extended his reach to give me the box. I was hesitant to open it but when I did I was overwhelmed with what was inside.
I reached my hand inside and grabbed out a delicately crafted necklace. Its strand was made of thick leather, but what was really astounding was the pendant that hung upon it. It was some sort of crystal hung by a delicate silver binding that was garnished with silver swirls which complimented the leather. I was out of words at the beauty of the necklace.
"Well, do you like it?" Nyal asked breaking the silence as I was still staring at the necklace.
"O Nyal, it's beautiful, I love it!" I said and hugged him. He hugged me back with the same affection as he always had but something seemed different about his embrace.
"Here," he paused grabbing the necklace, "Let me put it on."
I smiled as I turned around and lifted up my hair as he put the necklace on me. When the cold crystal touched my skin, I felt an overwhelming sense of urgency that was then followed by a calm, collected feeling. I gasped at the sudden mood changes, and quickly banished suspicion from my mind.
"Are you alright Tal?" Nyal asked, "Your face seems pale."
"Yes, I'm just in love with this necklace," I replied giving him another small hug.
"It is a Lemurian Crystal," Nyal stated, "It is said that they help retrieve ancient information about the Lemurian people."
"Who were the Lemurian people?" I question with a strange sense of panic breaking through my voice.
He seemed taken aback by my tone, "They were said to live in the ancient times of the earth, that they were gentle people, working with crystals to bring harmony and balance into the world. Although many do not believe they ever existed, some say a great misfortune over took them and they disappeared without a trace of their existence…"
He trailed off as the epiphany took over me "…except for the crystals."
He nodded. "But who knows, we do not really know anything for sure. What if dinosaurs were pink, feathery and sparkled in the sunlight?" I laughed at his sarcasm and his mocking tone at the Twilight reference.
"We should probably get to school," I muttered as I saw the sun had risen pretty high in the sky, banished the dawn colors with a monotone blue. "And thank you again for the present."
"You're welcome," he said, his teeth showing again as he smiled.
As I walked to the other side of the car I noticed that my hand had cocooned the crystal in almost a death grip. Nyal had been right to question me. I was not okay. As soon as the crystal had grazed my skin I was flashed with a vision. I saw thousands of people running, panicking, crying out for help…crying out for me.