LEVIATHAN THE SEA MONSTER

THE HIDDEN SCROLL

Yes, it is what I think it is. it looks just as grandma use to describe it when my sister and I were children. The Hakuna scroll. My grandmother use to tell me and my older sisters about it when we were kids. She spoke about the hidden Hakuna tribal scroll in which the prophecy and destiny of the last Hakuna chosen one is described. According to my grandmother legend has it that the Hakuna tribal map scroll got missing during a fight between the tribe (Hakuna) and the white men who were trying to e*****e and take over the Hakuna village. Grandmother said the scroll was taken by the last surving guardian of the tribe. Grandmother also added that he fled the village with the scroll and took it to an unknown destination, faraway from the village and went into an unknown location. There he placed the scroll underneath a boulder, where he felt it was safe and would never be seen.

I called the attention of both Queen and Alexander.

"Hey guys I think I found something". I said "what" Queen replies.

"Quick help me move this painting of Leviathan I think I found something that could help on our class Project". I whisper.

Alexander also helped to lift and move the painting to help make things easier for us. we finally succeed in moving the painting of Leviathan to the left hand side. Behold. it's a scroll.

The scroll of the Hakuna tribe containing the destiny of the last chosen of the tribe, the prophecy upon Hawaii and the whole world. I felt so powerful for a minute because I was holding the scroll and I knew quite well that I am of the Hakuna tribe. I was proud about it but wasn't loud about or either. Alexander snatched the scroll from me. He seems impatient and in a haste.

"Oh Lora this really is a scroll" he said. it's not a scroll it's a very old tissue paper".

Queen says sarcastically. Alexander with clear love in his eyes couldn't stop stirring at Queen and I was busy dieing in jealousy. "I couldn't be jealous of Queen. I can't be jealous" I told myself. But I guess I am. I mean who wouldn't be. she's smart she's African and may be a bit pretty in a way. I just can't stand and watch Alexander stir all day long at Queen; this would ruin my dream. I went to stand right beside Alexander seeing that's he's just trying to avoid making eye contact with Queen.

"ugh" I grunt silently. well it's almost 5:30 and the museum would be closing soon. Queen and Alexander nod their heads in approval and I suggested we leave with the scroll and head straight back to our houses; our parents would be worried I'm sure.

Finally,we are exiting the museum and there'd be no room to stir at each other like zombies. As we were about to exit the museum, my phone buzzes. I reach into my bag to answer the call and when I did, Dennis was over the phone and he didn't sound so happy. He sounded like he'd been crying. That's when he dropped a shocking news. Dennis' mom is dead.

"Oh my God" I screamed.

I dropped my phone out of shock and fear. Alexander and Queen looked back Wonder what made me look so stunned. They came back into the museum asking me what the problem was, but I was paralysis by the bomb Dennis dropped on me. My legs started to feel really heavy I could no longer stand. I went back in the museum and grabbed a chair to sit on.

"I can't believe this"

Alexander stirred at me in confusion. Queen just looked at me with concern. She asked what the problem is, but I couldn't respond I was paralyzed and in disbelief.

"this can't be" I murmur.

I immediately begin to sob I even soaked my clothes with tears. I just couldn't handle it or take in what I just heard, so I decided to just keep it to myself and let Queen and Alexander find out on their own. Queen asked me what the problem was, but I just wiped my face and said it's nothing, I'm fine. I forced a smile on my face and stood up from the chair I had sat on earlier and walked right at the entrance of the museum.

Queen and Alexander chase after me wandering why I acted like that but I still didn't respond.

"I'm fine and I think we should go home now. Plus it's getting late".

I left Queen and Alexander behind, boarded a taxi and went straight home. I ran so quick I didn't even notice my mom and on top of that I forgot the dog in the museum. I went straight for my room, laid down and soaked my pillow with tears. Crying isn't so easy either and I just can't take it all in. I mean losing your mom is a whole lot and Dennis is such a great guy I mean he's kind, caring and so much more than meets the eye. If only I could do something to make him feel better after a tragic loss like this. I can't imagine something this bad happening to me it'll make me broken forever and I'm not even exaggerating. Imagine my mom dieing. Never, it can't ever happen.

"Or can it?" I thought.

"No Lora snap out of it. Your mom's not dieing anytime soon."

I pulled the blanket over my head and squeezed my eyes shut, hoping everything would disappear when I opened them again. But reality wasn't a bad dream. Dennis' mother was gone.

The thought kept replaying in my mind like a broken record.

Hours passed, and darkness slowly swallowed the evening sky. The sound of crickets chirping outside my window filled the silence of my room. I hadn't eaten dinner. I hadn't even changed out of my clothes. I just lay there staring at the ceiling, wondering how life could change so quickly.

A soft knock came from my bedroom door.

"Lora?" my mom called gently. "Honey, are you okay?"

I quickly wiped my face with my sleeve.

"Yeah, Mom. I'm fine," I lied.

The door creaked open.

She walked in carrying a tray with a bowl of soup and some bread. The warm smell filled the room. She sat beside me on the bed and placed her hand on my forehead.

"You've been crying."

"No, I haven't."

"Lora," she said softly, "I've been your mother your whole life. I know when something is wrong."

For a moment I almost told her everything. About Dennis. About the museum. About the strange scroll we had found hidden behind the painting of Leviathan. But something stopped me.

I simply nodded and hugged her tightly.

She looked surprised but hugged me back.

After a few minutes she kissed my forehead and left the room, reminding me to eat something.

The second the door closed, my eyes drifted toward my school bag resting on the chair across the room.

The scroll.

I had completely forgotten about it.

My heart suddenly began to race.

I jumped off the bed and rushed over to the chair. Unzipping my bag, I carefully pulled out the ancient scroll. Under the moonlight shining through my window, it looked even older than before. The edges were torn and stained with age.

Something was different.

Very different.

A faint golden glow was spreading across its surface.

I nearly dropped it.

"What in the world?" I whispered.

The glow flickered for a second before forming strange symbols on the scroll. Symbols that definitely hadn't been there at the museum.

My hands trembled.

Grandma once said the Hakuna scroll could only reveal its secrets to someone connected to the bloodline of the chosen one.

"No way," I breathed.

The symbols continued to appear one after another until they formed a single sentence.

A sentence that made my blood run cold.

The final guardian has awakened.

At that exact moment, a loud crash echoed from outside my house.

Then came the sound of something—or someone—moving through the darkness.