Rain was everywhere. The small colony of travelers took shelter in their European boats, quietly awaiting the movement of the storm. Every boat closed up and protected except for the one of Spanish scientist Augustus Dellanoro. "It's glorious isn't it?" He said being drenched in the rain. "The fact that you haven't fallen ill is brilliant to me." Snarled his Afro-European traveling companion, Amiry. "No women! I mean the water in general, the continuous cycle, the life giving power, the wealth that it holds." Eyes rolling in the back of his head he began to dance in the water. After awhile of resisting his invitation Amiry finally joined him. That's when they heard it, the deathly screams of the boat ahead of them that had succumbed to the winds and left a sailor drowning in the Atlantic. Amongst the cries for mercy that rang from the vessel. Augustus and Amiry were now the silent ones."Should we help him?" She questioned. "We are helping him by being here. It's started already you know," "The storm of the new land, the lost of one.." She quoted. "Of many"he interrupted, "the lost of one of many, to be reborn." Augustus continued his worshipful dance while Amiry, being covered by the rain stared mystified, almost trancelike into the water beneath her.
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AHS: Leviathan
FanfictionHey all! So lately I have been obsessed with American Horror Story and have noticed so much and this is just my take on where the series could go.
