Amelia Watson the greatest mystery solver of humankind stood on the deck, her eyes scanning the horizon. The sun dipped low, casting a golden hue across the water.
The crew bustled around her, their voices hushed. The recent disturbances in the sea had everyone on edge. Fish migrating en masse, converging toward a specific point—an anomaly that defied explanation. And then there was the prophecy—the ancient words etched into forgotten scrolls:
"Darkness shall befall unto this land from the void of spaces."
The prophecy spoke of impending doom, but it also whispered of hope—a savior, a girl named Amelia Watson. She scoffed at the idea. She was a detective , not a mythical figure. Yet, as the ship's radar blipped with an energy signature, she couldn't ignore the pull of destiny.
"Watson's Watson's," the voice echoed again. She turned to face the crew member. "What's the problem?"
"We've detected an energy surge," he said. "It's here, Captain."
Amelia's curiosity flared. She studied the radar screen. The center of the disturbance lay ahead—an area they now approached cautiously. The world watched, anxiety mounting. The prophecy had stirred global unease, and Amelia found herself reluctantly leading the charge.
The research vessel anchored above the anomaly. Amelia donned her diving suit, the cold water enveloping her. As she descended, the pressure increased, squeezing her chest. The sea swallowed her, and she entered a realm of blue—a forgotten kingdom hidden beneath the waves.
And there it stood—a castle in ruin. Its spires crumbled, its walls adorned with coral. Amelia's breath hitched. What secrets lay within? She swam toward the entrance, her heart pounding. The castle's interior was a maze of dark corridors, memories trapped in stone. And at its heart, a throne—an empty seat waiting for a ruler long gone.
"What the heck is this?" she murmured, her voice lost in the watery silence. The trident caught her eye—a relic of forgotten power. It glowed, its edges sharp as starlight. The inscription, ancient symbols etched into the metal, beckoned her.
"Read it," the scientist urged. "You know acient language ."
"I'm the greatest detective ever also the smartest of course I could" she praise herself.
"Well here's go nothing"
Amelia squinted, deciphering the cryptic language. The trident pulsed, resonating with each word from her mouth, the more she read the brighter it glows. Suddenly, the water around her shimmered, and a horde of fish swirled, their scales catching the light. And then, from the trident's core, emerged a girl—a vision of otherworldly beauty.
Her tail glimmered, her hair white with blue streaks. She collapsed into Amelia's arms. "EHhhhh? what the hell!!! " Amelia scream .