The handsome young boy stood at the head of the ship, watching the smooth waves roll by as the ship went past. Everything was perfectly peaceful, yet things could get ugly by the time they reached Syren Bay. The syrens are a descendant of the mermaids, who are the species of the water element. The boy and his crew were on a quest to find the four species. Their world was in danger and the creatures had to help save them. With those vicious syrens however, things weren't going to end well. Erik blinked, looking at shiny dots in the distance. Were those... tails he spotted beneath the ship? "Captain! I... I think we are near!" He shouted to a bearded man in his fifties. The captain rushed over to the edge and peered down, briefly glimpsing the sparkle of the syren's tails as they shot away. "Boy... We are very close. Those are not syrens, my boy. They are the long lost mermaids!" His rusty voice ended in a soft whisper, carried away by the wind. He then walked back to the wheel, leaving Erik alone on deck, staring into the glimmering depths of the ocean.
As they ventured nearer the Syren Islands, Erik rubbed his hands together, and stuffed some wax into his ears to prevent himself from drowning by the syren's alluring voices. Muffled voices sounded, and the boy turned to look as the crew began to shout and point at something ahead of them. He turned, and caught his breath as they came near to the Syren Beach, where four syrens were. They were... hard to describe. So eerily beautiful they were... Their shimmering shiny scales, the glossy curls of hair, their pale complexion. Most of all, their sparkling enchanting eyes and their pink, full lips. His dark grey eyes stared hungrily as they opened their lips and began singing. It felt as tendrils reached out to him, trying to take him away with them. For a moment, he began to climb over the ship's railings, and one of the syrens flashed their fangs, stopping his feelings immediately. Erik slipped into the waves below, and out of the corner of his eyes, he glimpsed the syrens slipping into the water, heading straight for him. A sudden tugging on his leg made him look down. A bubble was formed around him, and a graceful glimmering tail was the only thing visible as he was pulled downwards, far deeper than the syrens could reach...
A black-haired girl treaded up the perilous ridges of a tall rocky and snowy mountain. Colette rubbed her hands together, the climate getting slightly colder. There was no telling what the weather would be. This is a whole new experience. Searching for winged wolves? Well, that just about gave her the dream of her life! She absolutely loved the majestic feel of the wolves! They were simply beautiful, but her favorite might've been mermaids. Too bad the book said a female had to go to the wolves. She didn't mind, after all, who got a chance to meet mythical creatures? Not often, that you could be sure of. A gust of wind buffeted her in the face, causing her tresses to stream behind her. Along with the wind, an unfamiliar smell wafted towards her. This was it. She was reaching the air species. According to the book, they were flying wolves. A little unbelievable, imagining wolves with huge wings? She was now looking at a shimmering cave, it's edges wavering uncertainly. Taking a deep breath, Colette entered the cave, to be blinded by a strong golden light...
Ian stopped and sat on a fallen log, taking a drink out of his water bottle. He was there now, the large volcano looming in front of him. Was this the right volcano? If so, the fire species would be found here, and the lava would erupt... He might not survive, but if the book was right, then the people who are searching with a good cause would be invincible to whatever dangers searching for the species would bring them. Ian sighed, blinking at the lush green around him, and got up, continuing his walk to the volcano. He might as well rest for a little bit. The trail to reach the opening of the volcano would take him a good amount of time. Lucky Erik, he had a crew full of sailors for him. Or maybe not, he had to get past syrens and reach the mermaids. I just hope we find the four species in time... Before the other creatures destroy us. Ian took a bite out of an apple and went on.
Finally he was at the mouth of the volcano. So... he had to fall down into the bubbly lava? Not dying before I see the lava phoenixes. A gleam caught his eye, and he kneeled, gripping the edge, for a closer look. A molten feather had drifted onto a ledge inside the volcano, it's fire dissolving, and in the midst, a shiny golden feather lay intact. The book was right, the lava phoenixes were truly here. Ian took a deep breath, then stepped to the edge, closing his eyes. The boy took a step forward, and dropped, into the bright lava. Flames engulfed him, and everything was still, and then he soared higher, a cool breeze flowing by. "What?" he said, opening his eyes, nearly shrieking like a little girl as he saw where he was. Up in the air with a long flamed tail in his face.
Alexandra trudged on through the rainforest to find the patch of clear ground, with fresh grass and a rainbow array of flowers where the sunlight and moonlight always cast it's brightness there. She ran her hands through her wavy pale reddish brown hair and took off a few wet leaves. Her shoes sloshed as she went on. Colorful birds streaked past her, and little mammals scurried past to do their things. She stopped and took a turn at the wide crooked tree, then turned again, face to face with a very tall tree, breaking the canopy, with vines curling up it's massive trunk. Ahead should be the patch of ground where the earth species were told to be. Earthen elves, this should be interesting. They tend to the flowers and cause everything to grow. All plants and earth were in their command. Simply powerful creatures they were. Alexandra was thinking so deeply she didn't notice she had almost walked into a tree. Stopping, she mentally scolded herself and continued on, or tried, when a large grass net dropped on her and tangled, laying her flat on the ground. She tried to lift it, up the net scooped her up into the air. She then felt a sharp sting on her arm, then saw the enchanting face of a male elf before she went unconscious...