Chapter 1: History Lesson

"We are coming to you live from the shores of the Mediterranean near the city of Pylos where the most unbelievable occurrence of the new millennia is taking place!. Early this morning reports of violent waves and earthquakes spread across the coast. But the sun wasn't the only thing rising this morning. What you are witnessing live is a large Island structure rising out of the depths of the sea!"

"This is Sue Ulysses from CNN International here to confirm that after weeks of careful surveillance by U.N. troops it would appear that the mysterious island has finally settled in the Mediterranean. The currents have subsided and water levels have returned to normal."

"Josh Henderson here for U-Blog.com and I am currently circling what scientists believe to be the lost Island of Atlantis. Yes you heard me correct folks, Atlantis has risen. After two months of sitting in the Mediterranean the U.N.  has officially allowed public access to its shores."

"Hi everyone Johanna Kyle from Travel T.V.'s International Destination. I'm lucky enough to be one of the first to tour Atlantis. After a year of study archeologists have labeled this site the 8th wonder of the world! It's a perfect addition to any family's Mediterranean vacation!"

"Now did you follow all that Devin? Devin dear? Did you follow that? Devin?"

Devin quickly shook his day dream out of his head and focused on his concerned guidance counselor.

"Yeah, sorry. Room 12 right?" Devin responded half heartily. The teen's mind was still going over the all the news reports regarding the rising of Atlantis.

"Yes deary, on the lower part of campus in the senior wing. Being your first day I wouldn't want you to get lost. Here, take a map!" Ms. Appleby happily handed over a map of the George School International  to the new student.

"I know it can be a bit overwhelming being in a new school, let alone a new country, so please if you ever need anything don't hesitate to come and ask me. You know where my office is!" The plump counselor smiled warmly at Devin.

"Thanks Ms. Appleby". The smile reassured Devin a bit.

Devin followed the map towards the west end of campus where the building sprawled off into the four wings of the school. There was a large bay window that stood more than two stories high at the end of the hall where the wings started to branch off. The immense size of the window allowed so much light to pour in and fill the main hall of the school with the bright Greek sun.

What was exceptionally captivating, was the sight through the bay window. Overlooking the sea, the window gave a spectacular view to the Island of Atlantis. Waves crashed against its rocky shores, sun glistened off it's emerald and ruby temples. Seaweed and coral still clung to the sides of its houses.

Now this...was totally worth the move, Devin thought to himself as he gazed on at the island.

"Beautiful isn't it?"

Devin jumped back out of his gaze. Unaware he was being watched. The voice came from a tall, slender teen with unruly dark hair. He was sitting on a bench staring out the large bay window at the majestic resurrected island.  His sketch book rested on his lap as he carefully traced the image of the island down on paper.

"It's amazing" Devin agreed. "Amazing...really doesn't do the sight justice."

"Neither do my drawings" the slender boy mused as he brushed some of his hair out of his face. 

"Name's Xavier."

"I'm Devin"

"And you're new. I can tell."  

"Am I that obvious?"

"Afraid so. You a senior?"

"Yeah."

"Me too. Care for tour?" Xavier offered the new student as he got up from the bench. The lanky teen stretched out his arms, his yellow paid shirt rose above his naval, offering Devin a quick glance at Xavier's white trimmed waistband sticking above his tan skinny jeans.

"Whitey tighties?" Devin asked hopefully.

Xavier looked at him quizzically, until he realized his exposed waistband. "Oh no, I wouldn't be caught dead in whitey tighties, they're blue see?" Xavier smiled as he lifted his plaid shirt a bit and pulled out his underwear from his jeans. His bright blue briefs were trimmed with white.

"I wouldn't be caught dead in white briefs man" Xavier mused.

Devin gulped nervously.

"So how bought that tour?" Xavier offered.

Not one to make friends quickly, Devin reluctantly agreed to accept Xavier's act of kindness. "Sure, that would be helpful."

"Nice dude. Senior wing is down this way." he smiled as the two left the common wing.  

The class bell rang and the students of the George School International all dispersed from their 

classrooms and milled into the hallway.

"I never would have guessed that an International school all the way here in Pylos would have so many students..." Devin thought out loud.

"Ever since Atlantis appeared, more and more people all over the globe are settling down near the sea to try and make a buck off the island's wonders." Xavier explained."

"That's awful. The island should be respected and valued for what it can teach us about ancient life...not used as means for people to exploit." Devin argued.

Xavier raised an eyebrow to the defensive teen. "Okay Mr. Nobel Peace Prize. But keep those thoughts on the D.L. A lot of these students' families make money from the island. Wouldn't want to ruffle any feathers on your first day would ya?"  Xavier teased as he brought Devin in under his arm for a noogie.

"Watch the hair!" Devin complained as Xavier released his hold.

"Aw, did Xavier find a boyfriend?" mocked a voice.

"People like Johnny here." Xavier said into Devin's ear. "Be careful around this prick. His buddy Miles tries to keep him in check, but Johnny can be a real jerk." Xavier warned.

Johnny had blonde hair and a small frame, stood maybe 5'7 at best. His body looked well toned from swimming or lacrosse. His pal Miles stood tall and broad at 6 foot with a slim waist and wide shoulders.

"Johnny, play nice. Xavier is just showing the new guy around." Miles said. "Ignore him. He has a strong case of Napoleon complex. I'm Miles Strider." He smiled, his white teeth gleamed bright against his tanned skin.  as he headed over to shake Devin's hand.

Johnny raised an eyebrow at his friends' remark. Calmly he waltzed behind Miles and rubbed his hands together. Digging into the back of Miles' pants Johnny got a firm grip on his friend's black underwear.

Miles jumped a bit as he felt Johnny's cold hands reach down the back of his jeans.

"Not the underwear!" Miles moaned as his Calvin Klein briefs shot out of his dark designer jeans. His ass cheeks swallowed the fabric as his waistbands disappeared into his ass.

" I do not have a napoleon complex!" Johnny insisted, delivering hard quick yanks to Miles' Calvin Klein briefs. Miles' ass hole getting a hard taste of his underwear.

"Alright already! Please! My groin feels like it's in my stomach Johnny!" Miles whined, reaching behind him to try and dig his underwear out of his ass.

"See how nice he treats his friends..." Xavier whispered to Devin as a red faced Miles stuffed his underwear back into his pants, taking a slow approach de-wedging his now crushed crotch area.

The bell chimed again. Devin breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want Johnny to focus his attention back on him.

"So what class do you have next?" Xavier asked Devin.

"History in room 12 I think?"

"Nice. Same here, it's just right down here." Xavier lead Devin to room 12. Much to Devin's dismay, Johnny also shared history in room 12.

"Just ignore him man." Xavier assured Devin as the two took seats near the front.

"Who's the teacher anyway?" Devin asked.

"Mr. Paean. He's a cool dude. Super easy, but a real history nerd."

"And all nerds deserve wedgies." Johnny teased from behind Devin and Xavier.

"Hello class, sorry I'm late." Mr. Paean strolled in with his briefcase and stack of class papers. Mr. Paean was well dressed. Sporting grey dress slacks that outlined his bubble butt nicely and a grey vest that cupped his pecs. He had a white button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up from the heat. He wiped his brow with his sleeve and he set his belongings on the desk.

"He's probably late cause he was macking on Ms. Blodeuwedd!" Johnny teased loudly as the rest of the class giggled.

Mr. Paean blushed a bit but smiled as he pushed his thick framed Gucci glasses back up the bridge of his nose. "Very funny Johnny. My relationship with Ms. Blodeuwedd is strictly professional I assure you."

"So Johnny's even a douche to the teach?" Devin whispered nervously to Xavier.

"Just stay clear of him for now dude." Xavier reassured Devin. "Just blend in, you'll be fine."

"So, let's get started shall we." Mr. Paean said rubbing his hands together. "I hear we have a new student with us. Devin Vitez? Where are you?"

Devin slowly raised his hand.

"Ah, there you are Devin. Where are you from?" Mr. Paean asked.

"Boston." Devin said quietly.

"Wow, all the way from Boston. Well on behalf of the George School International, welcome! I'm sure 

Ms. Appleby gave you a warm greeting earlier as well."

"She did sir." Devin smiled.

"Vitez? Is that Greek?" Mr. Paean wondered.

"It's Czech. My family ancestry dates back to east Europe. " Devin explained.

"Well, welcome back then. The Czech Republic is not too far from here. One of the convenient  aspects about Europe. So, Devin I'm curious, what does the average Bostonian know about Atlantis?"

"Oh please." Johnny whined. "No one wants to hear about that stupid island's myth."

"Now Johnny, ancient Greek is very important. It pre dates Christ." Mr. Paean reasoned.

"More like ancient geek." Johnny mumbled folding his arms.

"Now Devin, what do you know about Atlantis?" Mr. Paean asked again.

Devin sat up in his desk. The question interested him. "Well...I don't know about the average person but...I know about the legend surrounding the island."

"Go on..." Mr. Paean encouraged.

"Thousands of years ago, the great island of Atlantis was home to a prosperous and advanced nation. Temples climbed into the heavens, palaces lined the streets. Thinkers and peacekeepers ruled the island. And it flourished."

"Care to show us where Atlantis was said to be on the map?" Mr. Paean asked. Reaching above the chalkboard, he grabbed the map and dragged it down, latching the hook near the bottom of the chalkboard to hold the map in place.

Slowly, Devin got out of his desk and next to Mr. Paean at the front of the classroom. Pointing right next to Pylos, Devin laid his finger in the waters near the shores of the city. "There. Right next to this town."

"Which is why archaeologists where so quick to conclude that the island that has just raised out of the sea right here is, in fact, Atlantis." Mr. Paean added.

"Right, but...the one thing from the legend that would confirm that this island is Atlantis is...well never mind." Devin blushed at his depth knowledge of the subject.

"Go on..." Mr. Paean encouraged. The class was silent, enthralled in Devin's story.

"Like most sprawling metropolises, the house of cards began to collapse and a greedy and forceful ruler came into power." Devin continued. "Bandito was the 33rd descendant of the founding mother of Atlantis. During his reign he challenged the gods, believing his Kingdom to be superior to that of even Olympus. Bandito believed he didn't need the gods, as it was his power and knowledge that made Atlantis so powerful.  He and his people attempted to overthrow the gods’ seat of power on Olympus. On his 33rd birthday, Bandito led the charge against the sky. It was a long and gritty battle."

"In order to assure victory, the twelve Olympians sealed away Bandito's most powerful generals and commanders into another dimension.  Sealing the void with 4 keys, and scattering the keys across the lands. Next, as punishment for challenging the gods, they turned Bandito to stone in his own palace. Finally, they sunk Atlantis with all the remaining traitors of the gods."

"It's said, that the people who sank with Atlantis were so vengeful against the Olympians that they didn't die...but turned into hideous amorphous creatures, forever lurking around the island...waiting for their master to wake from his stone slumber so they could week revenge..."

Devin finished his mini history lesson. The class was dead quiet. Each hanging on the words Devin spoke.

Devin half smiled...the class seemed lost in thoughts and day dreams about the island. Did he just win the class over on his first day at school?

"Nice story loser!" came a voice from behind him.

The next thing Devin knew, the class was erupting in laughter and he felt a cold draft running in between his legs.

"What...?" Looking down, Devin found himself staring at his white briefs, his pants in a heap around his ankles.

"Oh look, the history nerd wears tighty whities!" Johnny teased as he got up from behind Devin.

Devin froze in front of the class. It was like a nightmare from a T.V. show, having the class see you in your underwear...except this was a harsh reality for Devin.

"Johnny! Detention!" Mr. Paean shouted, trying to settle down the class.

Mr. Paean glanced at the red-faced teen trying to shield his skimpy undies from the laughing class. 

Devin was completely mortified! His entire body seemed to lock up from the sheer embarrassment of it all!

Seeing the poor student frozen in humiliation, the teacher reached for Devin's jeans to try and pull them up for him.

Snapping back to reality, Devin also reached down for his jeans, only to knock heads with Mr. Paean. A hard clunk to the head sent Devin stumbling in a daze backwards, losing his balance with his feet tangled in his jeans.

Devin managed to step out of his pants entirely as his back hit the board where the map was. The sudden pressure from the teens weight on the map caused its spring to recoil. The map quickly snapped back up. The hook that was securing the map in place latched on to Devin's red v-neck shirt on its way up.

A loud tear rung through the classroom as Devin's shirt ripped clean off his body. There he stood, toned pecs bare and lean abs on display for the whole class to gawk at. The Greek sun shining in through the windows reflected off his skimpy white briefs. The class re-erupted in laughter at the half naked teen.

Devin's faced couldn't get any more red as he stared back at the whole class laughing at his underwear and half-nakedness. Seeing his shirt dangling above him, he started to try and jump up to reach it.

Mr. Paean tried to calm the class down; he couldn't help feel sorry for the teen as his bubble butt jiggled in his tight briefs with each jump trying to retrieve his shirt.

The class laughed on at the exposed teen...his earlier re-telling of Atlantis' lore quickly leaving their minds over the sight of a very exposed Devin...unfortunate for them the knowledge of the island would become more relevant than they would like…

Beyond the shores of Pylos, hidden within a sprawling Temple of Atlantis, a low rumble sent old pillars crashing down onto the stone-marble floors. The throne room was near bare except for a single unmarked relic in the center. The stone statue’s eyes gleamed red, as the greatest evil this time has known awoke…