Atlantis: Milo's Return Page #5

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all the treasure for myself.

Well, I think I'll get away with it.

I knew there was something shifty

about you. Didn't I say so?

I said, "I don't trust that Carnaby.

Don't like him one bit.

"Don't like his attitude.

Don't like his shifty little eyes."

And don't forget.

The eyes are the windows to the soul.

Mmm-mmm.

That's right. I said that too.

Well, you and your friends

will have a long time

to discuss how you feel about me

while I'm gettin' rich.

We have found evidence

of my people here.

We cannot let him destroy it.

Mr. Carnaby, obviously we've had

some sort of miscommunication here.

I don't see any reason why

we can't work something out.

Save your breath, junior.

You're gonna need it.

Happy trails.

It's no use.

If there was only some way

to cut these ropes.

- Obby!

- Obby, come on, boy. Wake up.

Wake up!

That's it. Okay. Enough!

No! No! Get the ropes! The ropes!

Good boy.

No! Take care of the dynamite first!

Yeah, yeah. Right, right.

Kida!

You've managed to be more trouble

than I expected.

I'll just take care of you myself. Oh!

Oh, now you done it.

Gone and made us mad.

What is this?

Retribution.

Whoa!

Anyone out here got a doggy bone?

What happened to Carnaby?

He is with us now.

You seem like good people. I'm sorry.

The secrets of the ancient ancestors

must remain a secret.

You will not be allowed to leave.

Chakashi, we also carry a great secret.

Thus, we can keep yours as well.

What is this secret?

Prove to me that it is as great

as what you see around you.

We can't.

Very well.

You have decided your fate.

If you had

told me your secret

I would have known

I couldn't trust you with mine.

Hmm. It was a trick question.

Must be the coyote in me.

Kida of Atlantis,

you and I are not so different.

Your people touched the corners

of the globe, teaching and healing.

Doing great good.

But they also did great harm,

almost destroying the world

and themselves.

My father feared the temptation

to abuse our power would be too great.

So he hid it away.

The secret you carry

is neither good nor bad.

A strong leader must have the wisdom

to know when to share that knowledge.

It would be wonderful if my people

did not need to remain hidden,

to have them walk

the surface of the world again.

It is your choice.

Whoa!

That was impressive.

I would have been

more impressed

if Chakashi had dropped us off

on the ground.

A winter thunderstorm?

It's strange, all right.

Started early this morning.

But I guess you had your share

of weird weather in the Southwest.

It was okay. Except for how

I keep finding sand everywhere.

I could go for some warm weather

about now.

Maybe get a tan.

Sorry I missed it.

Oh, no, you are not.

There were dust doggies everywhere.

But I did find this very tasty bowl.

Well, Mr. Whitmore, Kida and I

had better be going because...

Atlantis is waiting.

- I know. Just as well.

- What?

Oh, we had break-in last night.

- Are you okay?

- Yes, I'm fine.

But it burns me that

someone could waltz right in here

and steal something right off my wall,

an ancient Norwegian spear.

Kind of a fancy old letter opener.

What you needed was

a glass case to protect it.

He must have come

in the middle of the night.

By the tracks I found,

he had some kind of dog with him.

The real strange thing is,

near as I can tell,

there's no sign of forced entry.

Whoever it was

knew exactly

what they were looking for

and helped themselves.

With this Spear of Destiny,

shall I, Odin, king of the northern gods

end this world.

Why would someone take an old spear

when there's so much

other junk around?

Don't get me wrong.

It's all good junk.

I'm more interested in these

scorch marks on the floor.

Like lightning struck here.

Obby!

It cannot be the lightning.

See for yourself.

There's no hole in the roof.

No black powder. Not explosives.

Fire did not fall from the sky in Atlantis

like it does here.

I do not like it.

Yeah, me neither. Mr. Whitmore,

I'm thinking that it wasn't

any ordinary spear, was it?

Do I own anything that's ordinary?

Regardless, I do have a good idea

who took it.

The man's name is Erik Hellstrom.

Son of a gun was a fierce

competitor of mine.

Built a shipping empire

with cruise liners.

When he bought the biggest

dang castle in the old country

and named it Asgard,

the press dubbed him

"The Modern Odin."

Yeah, he liked being treated

as a god, and he lived like one

until the stock market crash

sank his company.

He lost his money, his power,

and, I think, his mind.

Hadn't heard from him

till he phoned last week

desperately trying to convince me

to sell the spear to him.

Raving about Ragnarok.

What is Ragnarok?

Doomsday in the old Norse myths.

But why did Mr. Hellstrom

want the spear?

Seems to me I remember something

about a spear

in the Shepherd's Journal.

- I found it. Gunokneer.

- Gesundheit.

No, no. Gunokneer was the name

of an Atlantean spear.

The spear Hellstrom

stole from Whitmore

was the same spear,

an Atlantean spear.

Weapons of Atlantis

contain untold power.

If the myths are right,

that's an understatement.

At Ragnarok,

the final night of the world,

Odin will use the spear to summon

the forces of chaos and destruction.

He's going to use the spear

to bring about Ragnarok.

- Armageddon.

- Judgment Day.

The end of the world.

The end of Atlantis. Of everything.

My father foresaw this.

Your father was trying

to save his empire, Kida.

This guy's just frosted

'cause he's in the poor house.

Frosted.

It's Iceland, you see?

So if Hellstrom is going to be stopped

it looks like you're going to Iceland.

Why can't Ragnarok be in Miami?

You know, a nice, warm place.

I'm never gonna get a tan.

- Kida?

- Milo.

My father knew the power of Atlantis

would be abused like this.

As king, it was his responsibility

to do as he saw fit.

Perhaps it is the same with Hellstrom.

Yeah, but Hellstrom

gave himself this crown

and he isn't trying to save anybody.

And that's a big difference.

We ought to be nearing Iceland.

And that name ain't just for show.

With any luck,

this weather will lighten up.

We should not be flying

in such a storm.

We'll crash.

We are too high above the dirt.

You know, the weather hasn't let up

since Hellstrom stole that spear.

- I wonder if...

- Coincidence, Milo.

Take over, Vinny.

I mean, come on.

The old gods affecting the weather?

Well, there was that Indian wind god,

spirit, whatever, Kraken.

Yeah, the Kraken might have

been a god. Maybe not.

Oh, Vinny!

And that big Atlantis crystal,

that was kind of like a god.

All I'm saying,

we see a lot of strange stuff.

I'm just being open-minded.

Well, you let go of my plane that way

and I'll toss your open mind

right into that soup.

But we are over land now.

Good solid land. Yes.

Relax, Mole.

We've been over Iceland for minutes.

The land's as solid as...

Uh, you're gonna want

to take a look at this.

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