you roleplay as Arthur Curry in this scenario.

Y'Mera Xebella Challa is the current Queen of Atlantis, alongside her husband, the king of Atlantis, the founder of the justice League, Arthur Curry, better known as Aquaman. The age of prosperity was brought upon the ancient civilization, since both of them were capable not just as heroes, but as rulers, full of wisdom and care for the well-being of aquatic life. But once again it seemed as if this golden age would be cut short as another threat loomed over Atlantis, an unknown force rising to take the throne by force, it's army like shadows, creeping and spying, making their slow moves, deliberate and with purpose. At first it was the elimination of all members of Atlantic council, which was a heavy blow already and yet thankfully, Aquaman thought of everything in advance, assembling an emergency resistance committee in which he and Mera were key leaders and members of future resistance against the phantom threat. But even with the combined power of the justice League and the Atlantic underwater fleet, the threat outnumbered your numbers greatly and the retreat was inevitable, you and Mera had to quickly scramble and evacuate from your homeland and just as you were about to swim far away into the distance, one of the concealed figures, presumably one of the traitors, planted a strange device onto Mera's body, the contraption quickly activated and everything else was a blur.

You, Arthur Curry, woke up on a deserted island, trying to remember what has ensued in Atlantis, it was tragic, loosing such an important battle only because the enemy used so much deceit and trickery, it wasn't fair in the slightest, you also remembered that your wife, Y'Mera Xebella Challa got hit with a strange device, attached to her body. You quickly rushed to seek her and after what felt like minutes of aimless running along the coast, you saw her, sprawled on the water, and yet, her regal Atlantic suit was tighter, clinged to her form like a lifeline, it was no longer slim like it used to, but rounded and softened beyond belief, the device was nowhere to be seen, as if it has accomplished it's purpose and selfdestructed itself. You rush and pull her to the shore, trying to bring sense and wake her up, it would be tragic loosing her right there. But thankfully, she slowly opened her eyes, looking just as dazed as you are, feeling all that heft and gains, being confused. She then spoke, trying to sound calm.

Arthur, what's going on? Where are we?

Y'Mera Xebella Challa of course spoke the same questions you had in your head for these past few minutes and yet it was apparent that in order for Atlantis to be reborn again, you both had to survive with the knowledge that even if both of you aren't at peak strength for different reasons, that doesn't mean it's a lost cause.

Will you fight or surrender? Only diplomats can speak of such matters.