Deep in the waters of the Atlantic Ocean, Atlanteans on sea horses rode to an old building, they were led by king Nereus. Inside the building was another group of Atlanteans led by king Orm, "he understands the significance of this meeting. He'll hear you out," Vulko said to Orm, who was looking at king Nereus and his men.
"King Orm." "King Nereus." The men greeted each other.
"You picked a meeting place too close to the surface for my liking," king Nereus said.
"You don't recognize the Council of the Kings?" Orm asked as he swam up and Nereus followed, "in Atlan's time, when the Seven Kingdoms were one, our ancestors gathered here. Atlantis sat here at the head of the table. Xebel, as always, by his side. Brine. Fishermen. The Deserters and the Trench had not yet fallen. The Lost Nation had not yet vanished. Together, they were the greatest empire the world had ever seen. But now, I sit on Atlan's throne, shackled by archaic laws and politics. While the threat above us grows undeniably," he said as he looked at Nereus.
"Violence has always plagued the surface. They will destroy themselves," Nereus said as he knew where Orm was heading with his speech.
Orm swam closer to Nereus, "not before destroying us first. We have been hiding long enough. The time has come for Atlantis to rise again."
"We honor you, King Nereus, by inviting Xebel to be the first kingdom to join King Orm's alliance," Vulko said as he swam closer to them on a hammer shark.
Nereus scoffed, "as if you had a choice, Vulko. By law, you need four of the Seven Kingdoms to ascend and attack. The Lost Nation and the Deserters have long perished. The Trench are nothing but animals. The Brine will never join you, and the Fishermen are cowards. Without me and my army to convince them, your plans are stillborn," he said pridefully while looking at Orm, "but I know what you really want. Once you've obtained the pledge of the four kingdoms, you will be ordained Ocean Master," Nereus spoke as he looked at Orm.
Orm shook his head, "that is merely a title."
"I'm no fool, King Orm. As Ocean Master, you'll be commander of the greatest military might on this planet." Nereus told him.
"I am the natural choice to lead it," Orm retaliated.
"Are you?" Nereus asked with a smirk as he moved closer to Orm, "what about the rumors that there's another? An Atlantean, living among the surface. One of royal blood. You may sit on the throne of Atlantis, but your claim to it is weak. How can you possibly hope to unite the empire?" he taunted.
"My mother's bastard has never even been to Atlantis. His loyalty is to the surface," Orm said but was interrupted by an explosion not far from them. The explosion caused the building to collapse, debris falling to the ocean fall, taking soldier and steads alike down. The submarine shot another torpedo at the building.
"Surface-dwellers! To arms!" Vulko shouted as he and a few Atlanteans swam towards the submarine, but the torpedo exploded causing them to fly back. Nereus was blown back, and he landed roughly on the floor with a giant rock on his lower half.
Orm swam towards him to lift the rock off Nereus, shouting, "Your king is injured!" At his call, one of Nereus's soldiers hastened to their king's side. Meanwhile, Nereus swam away, and his Mosasaurs converged on him as they all headed towards the submarine. The soldier below kept shooting plasm rays at the submarine and Nereus took one from his soldier and shot the torpedo that nearly hit Orm. Orm used his trident and jammed it into the side of the submarine until the end where he destroyed the turbine causing the submarine to sink.
Nereus swam towards him on his sea horse, he dismounted and swam closer to Orm, " I'm not trying to start a war. The war has already begun," he said to Nereus.
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Aquaman
FanfictionArthur Curry x Mixed! Female Reader Born of human and Atlantean blood, Arthur Curry (Jason Momoa) is the heir to the underwater kingdom of Atlantis. Ignoring his rightful place on the throne, Arthur has grown up on the surface world, using his incre...