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Summary: This is the story of Mike Shinoda and the love of his life, Chester Bennington and the hardships that they had to face in order to be together.....

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Mike Shinoda was one of the leading translators in the Atlantan language. When David, one of his most trusted friends, comes to him with a diary of one of the Atlantans, he was overjoyed to have a part of history.

What he didn't expect was to fall in love with the writer of the diary, the only son of the King of Atlantis.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Present Time England~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Mike was bent over the table trying to decipher what the ancient text in front of him said. He was almost done when a voice yelled out, "YO MIKEY!"

Mike sighed and looked up from the book to see his best friend David running towards him with something in his hands.

"What is it David?"

"You won't guess what I have in my hand right now."

"Just tell me, you know I hate these guessing games you love to play with me."

"My father found this thing in out basement. Can you believe it? It was just sitting there, collecting dust."

David through the book down on the table in front of Mike.

"I thought you might want to read it. The symbol on the cover is the same as the book you have in front of you."

Mike looked down at the book David had placed on the table and saw that indeed it had the same symbol on the cover as the book of the History of the Atlantans had on it.

"Does your father know where it came from?"

"No, he thinks it has been there since the people before us had the house."

Mike flipped through the pages.

"Dave...this is someone's journal...it tells of his life in Atlantis! I finally have some proof! This mean that what people think about Atlantis is wrong! Listen to this...

"February 1, 1820

Today my father has announced to all the kingdom that I am to be married to the Princess Samantha. Can you believe it! I can't even stand to be in the same room as her! How am I supposed to live the rest of my life with that witch?!

I have to go, father calls....."

He set the journal down.

"It appears that this belonged to the Prince....I didn't even know that there was a Prince! I thought that the king only had a daughter because I kept reading about how beautiful the King's only child was."

"Well, it looks like you were wrong."

"No, my father was, he told me that the only child the King had was a girl. I grew up dreaming of her...of meeting her and saving her and her people..but then again I never really saw her face...and the voice did sound too deep to be female."

"How long have you been having these dreams?"

"For as long as I can remember...even before I knew of Atlantis."

"Well, that's the strangest thing I've heard in a long time."

"But according to this date, the diary can't be more then 10 years old."

"And?"

"Atlantis disappeared over 100 years ago."

"Shit, you mean that there is still some of them left?"

"I don't know, there could be...but I highly doubt it..I mean if there was, they would look so much different from modern people. From what I've seen in pictures of them, they don't look at all like any of us."

"I don't know how any of this could happen...I mean with that journal and all just showing up in the basement...it's like I was supposed to find it."

"Maybe we will never know the true reason as to why it showed up all of a sudden."

Mike went back to reading the journal.

"It looks like the Prince never married the Princess..it says she died in a raid. Even though he didn't like her, the Prince was devastated, he felt as if it was his fault."

"There's nothing you can do about that Mike, just put that down for now and let's get something to eat."

"Yeah, I've been spending way too much time in the office, I need to get out, thanks Dave."

"No problem."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~A little while later back in Mike's office~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Mike was still sitting at his desk trying to find out who this mysterious Prince was. So far he had no luck.

"Who are you?" He whispered to himself.

Mike shook his head, not believing that he had started to talk to himself.

"Man, I really need to get some sleep."

Just as he was about to get up, he noticed something sticking out of the journal. He opened it back up to the page to find a piece of paper.

It was a map to the city of Atlantis!

When he thought that that was the only thing that was left to look at that was in the journal, there was yet another paper taped to the inside cover.

When he removed it and unfolded it he saw that it was a picture of the Prince!

He looked about average height(but it was hard to tell with a picture) and had weird tattoo-like things around his arms and on the shoulders.

His face looked like an angel's, it was soft and well-defined with full lips. It was hard to tell what color hair he had because the picture was black and white.

There was a caption at the bottom of the picture....

" 'Ernil Chester, vanna hil le heru Robert.' "

"Wow..." Was all that Mike was able to get out after five minutes of silence.

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I came up with this idea when I was working on the HP/LP story and I had to write it, I hope you guys like it!! oh yeah the “Einil Chester, vanna hil heru Robert” is elvish, and it’s roughly translated to “Prince Chester, Son of King Robert.” I don't think I will be updating this story until I finish up with Angels and Demons and maybe even the side story of that that I'm planning on writting, but I'm not sure about that at the moment.

Please R/R This chapter and tell me if you think I should continue!