King of the Amazons

Prologue

In this world, there are two types of people, ones with the best of luck and ones with the worst of luck. Then there's me, the one whose been looking for a chance at some good luck, however everytime I do, I'm always pushed down from it. My name is Steve Prince and I am just like any normal hard working American whose been busting his ass since I got a job as an artist. Since the time I was born, my family and I have been the subject of the bad luck and not any one of by ancestors have been known why.

Some days I wonder though if life was ever worth living at all, especially with everything going on. My boss is a total asshole and treats me like I'm a chunk of shit every day of my life. It was then that he sent me on a trip to Europe in hopes of getting some good sketches of some of the ancient ruins within Greece, hopefully make something of them for a painting. He was too cheap to finance a flight there, but it was enough to get there on a ship. I was on the ship for about a couple of weeks and was slowly but surely reaching Greece.

Out of nowhere however, the ship was struck by a monsoon and the worst happened. The ship was struck by a bolt of lightning that either Zeus or Thor would consider a work of art. I was flung from the deck of the ship while I was exiting the ship's interior and flung into the sea. The ship exploded and was on fire by the time I surfaced and there was some debris floating in the water, which I took and used to float on because I wasn't that good of a swimmer.

I was drifting for days and was literally pruning up because of the salty ocean water. Thankfully my sketchbook and other art supplies were in something waterproof, otherwise there'd be nothing more than wet and runny pieces. It was then somehow I stopped floating and felt really hot sand beneath me, but I couldn't get up because I was so damn dehydrated and weak.

I layed there on the beaches, thinking I was dead and then I heard something I never thought I'd hear in a million years, the sounds of women sorrounding me. I thought I was having a hallucination, but it was then that I felt something picking me up and taking me somewhere. Before I knew where, I was asleep.