Treasure Hunters (AmKay499 and DragonRose35)
A small boy with dark, messy, brown hair was sitting in a desk, scribbling in a book as he read through another one in a different language. He was trying hard to concentrate and easily toned out what was going on around him in the large library.
He was reading through an old book that was written in a rare language that barely any one knew. He was doing it for a history project for his boss, though he rather liked it. Of course, he'd much rather go on an adventure and witness the things that the old books mentioned with his own eyes.
"Cage!" his head shot up with the rough and loud voice and his eyes widened.
"Uh oh... gotta run!" He squeaked out, packing up his things quickly in the messenger bag he carried before he dashed out of the library before his tormentors could spot him. When he was clear of the libarary, he let out a small sigh of relief. "Well, that was close." He grinned to his self before digging into his bag and grabbing out one of his favorite books, a book titled 'National Treasure', based off the movie 'National Treasure'.
He really liked the book and often times he'd imagine himself in the character Riley's place.
"Ah, imagine..." He whispered to his self with a soft smile. "Noah Cage... Genius Explorer and Treasure Hunter... What fun that would be, to travel anywhere in the world in search of treasure or ancient secrets!" He exclaimed loudly and grinned before he continued walking, blushing slightly as he realized that people were staring at him like he was weird.
And he probably was, but it wasn't like he was going to admit that anytime soon.
A girl with curly brown hair that tumbled past her shoulders let out a sigh and sat back, turning the television off. She was watching an adventure movie that was high budget, had nice effects, but they got all of the facts wrong! Honestly! Since when was Cleopatra actually Egyptian? She may have been born in Alexandria, but she was actually Greek. She kicked her legs and narrowed her blue eyes. She could try and complain to someone, but they would just tune her out.
After all, no one wanted watch a movie for the facts.
It made her mad, but what was she to do?
Tatum spun around and saw an older man smiling at her and she relaxed, waving at him. "Hey Mr. Rutherford," she greeted the old man. He took care of her when her mother was gone for a movie shoot. He lived in a library, which she was in at the moment.
"Was the movie any good?" he gestured his head toward the tv, his glasses slipping down his nose slightly.
Tatum shrugged in answer. "It was okay," she answered. "Can anyone in the movie business get any facts right though?" she let out a small whine and left the viewing room to the part with all the books.
After a bit of walking around, reading his book, he returned to the library and walked back over to the tables. He sat his stuff down and let out another sigh of relief, seeing the bullies no where near the place anymore. "What a relief." He murmured before getting out his notebook again and he sat down and began to work again on the language he was reading. "Serum is an ancient civilization that is said to have lived..." Noah read the words as he scribbled them down and once again got lost in his work.
Tatum gazed around the library. There was only one other person in there, which disappointed her a little bit. There wasn't many people who actually visited libraries anymore, they all preferred going to movie theaters. To be honest, she knew she should be one of those people, with what her mother does and all. She just couldn't though. Tatum placed a hand on her chest and let out a sigh. She walked over to a book shelf, one that had history books in other language, and picked up a large, dusty old book.
She breathed in, she loved old things, they gave off in air of mystery just waiting to be solved.
With book in hand, she sat down at a table and opened the book. Her brow distantly furrowed, so much for studying more about history. She didn't exactly understand Tagalog. Which, she only recognized it from one of the people that visited the library.
She let out a groan and slammed her head against the table.
Noah shot his head up, startled by the loud noise and he turned his head to the side to see a girl sitting at a table near him. Huh, she hadn't been there before. He noticed that she had an old, dusty book near her and he smirked. He recognized that one, he had managed to decode the entire book in only a week, though he had barely slept or eaten during the process. He seems to do that a lot, not eat or sleep and just study different languages or read different books instead.
He stood up, and walked over to her. "Excuse me, miss? Are you alright?" He asked her, tapping on her shoulder, still having a small smirk on his face.
Tatum jumped and looked up, rubbing at her now red forehead. "Ow..." she groaned out and turned to the blue eyes and blurted out, "You have pretty eyes," and then she cringed.
She might have hit her head harder than she she meant to.
"Sorry," she mumbled and sighed, looking down at the book. "I just can't understand a single word of this book," she scowled lightly. "It looks interesting, it's old. I want to read it," a pout made it's way to her face and she laughed sheepishly. "Sorry," she rubbed the back of her neck. "I must sound weird..."
Noah blushed a bright red when she said what she did before laughing nervously and shaking it off. "Er... thank you." He mumbled in embarrassment before he looked to the book as well and the smirk returned. "The Magic of Serum... that's a good book." Noah chirped, and then smiled, taking a seat next to her and he pulled the book towards him, opening to a random page and was pleased when he flipped to the page with a large circle-like symbol with different markings inside and out of it.
"Heh?" Tatum jumped and turned to face the boy completely. "You can read it?" she squeaked out, growing excited. "Oh my gosh!" she gushed, leaning closer to him. "Does that mean you'll translate it?" she let out a squeal and then stopped, hitting her forehead, and cringing as she realized she hit the forming bruise. "I gotta stop doing that," she muttered to herself and then grinned again, holding her hand out to the boy. "My name is Tatum Weisz!" she greeted.
Noah's eyes got wide at the sudden loudness in her voice and he gulped as he turned towards her, blushing again. "Uh... yeah, I can read it." He then chuckled. "I'm a linguist. I can read most any language, dead or alive." He responded with a nod and frowned in slight worry when she hit her head but before he could say anything, she spoke again, holding her hand out and he took it, smiling. "Noah Cage, pleased to meet you Miss. Weisz." He greeted. "And to answer your question," he turned back to the book, "yes, I can translate it for you. Free of charge too." He flashed her a playful smirk before staring at the book again, scanning the pages.
A bright smile lit up her tanned face. She punched the air with her fist, "Yes! Thank you so, so, so much!" she looked over, looking at the words. She may not have understood what it said, but it fascinated her to no end. "The only language other than English I can read is hieroglyphics, unless you count when the words are actually spelled out, but it's the same thing," she sighed happily.