Thread: An Artifact, A Girl, and a God. |Lagerthas x BlackTalon|

Naari could feel him, every fiber in him tensing and pulsing with anger. She could tell he never was used to being denied what he wanted, out of anyone. Though she was definitely not going to give him her virginity or into him willingly. Then without any hesitation or words, he stood up and flipped her back into the bath. Naari struggled when she was under water, though quickly emerged to see him leave. A sigh of relief came from her and now...she was alone. She waited a few seconds, expecting him to come back like he had earlier. However when he did not, she took this chance to explore and look around the place. There she saw the bedroom, no doubt why he had brought her to this room to begin with. He ultimately wanted her to submit, to be his, but Naari had other plans. With a large breath and no more contemplating, she submerged herself under water. Normal people would panic while being in water after almost drowning, but Naari had no time to think about such minor things. ' I need to find a way out. A way to get back. There has to be a way to reverse whatever he's done. ' She knew if he caught her the punishment would be more diabolical than the rest, still she had no choice. That amulet he had touched around his neck, no doubt others had tried to touch it before and not been given such kindness..but energy had flowed through it and spooked her. What did any of this mean? Then..her eyes hit on the openings again. Naari went up for air, ready to dive back down and go through the openings...it was only then that she heard the soft footsteps against the ground and turned her head. There was the servant, food on a plate as she bowed. Oh.. Naari had forgot she had mentioned she was hungry. So in all his anger he had listened to her. Why? Slowly she swam back over to the edge. Climbing onto the seat and looking at the plate as she tensed her jaw. You can just lay it down and leave. I'd rather prefer being alone. Naari wondered if the woman would listen and leave her alone, but then she knew better. If he was a God and wanted her to stay he would not let her get away so easily. Then again no one was allowed to touch her. At least..no one but him. Thanks... Naari knew if she was really in ancient Egypt and the so called Gods walked around, she should have been able to call any of them, right? Well normal people would not have been able no one commanded a God or Goddess..yet she still had to try. ' Don't do it. ' Naari's head jerked, confused when the voice sounded in her head. It was small, light and airy, whimsical like a little girl's innocence. ' Why do you want to do that? Isn't Khepri nice? ' Naari scanned the room. She knew this voice was not her own, yet she wondered if it was her own subconscious. Then, she noticed the servant looked stilled, paused like a statue. Her eyes scanned the large room again, noticing one of the corners was darker than the others. Is someone there? She voiced out loud. Soft giggling sounded in the room, and as she looked at the dark corner she could make out a small figure in dark robes. Only the tan chin of the girl, and the curls of blond hair coming out of the hood and sitting on top the girl's chest could be viewed. Who are you? A friend...a wanderer. The little girl's lips pulled into a smile, but Naari noted her lips had not moved when she spoke. The thought sent shivers down her spine as she thought for a moment. Kebechet... Naari said the name..she had learned some of the Gods and Goddess names from Luckus before they had gone to Egypt. He wanted her to understand everything she could, but he had admitted getting everything right might have took a few years. However, Naari no longer had a few years. She was stuck in this place, and she tried hard to remember what this Goddess was for. Purification.. is that right? Yes.. The little girl swayed as she giggled. The lost child some call me. Naari's head tilted, she pointed to the servant who looked frozen in time. I only froze her. So we could talk privately. Why? Naari wondered as she kept her body hidden from the girl's view. You are curious to me. Kebechet spoke. I've never seen anything like you. She had been walking the halls of Khepri's temple, purifying as much as always did. However she was always out of view, only revealing herself to the other Gods when she viewed fit, or humans. Mostly, she would wonder without being seen. You are going to call on a God I fear you should not. Kebechet sighed as Naari glared at her. Then do it. She knew Naari was not going to listen, and Kebechet put her arms behind her back as she swayed. I fear you will not like the results you find. I can only purify so much. Naari was silent for a moment, pondering what the little Goddess had said. Still her lips parted as she said the name, one was all she needed, one that she remembered. Kuk. Naari looked around, expecting the room to turn cold instantly, but instead she sighed after a few moments. Of course she was just a normal human. It was silly to think a God would actually come to her by saying it's name. You were afraid of nothing after all. Naari said rubbing her temple. This Goddess was only here to purify this place, she had only just been in the room with Naari by coincidence. That had to be it, right? It was just a stroke of luck the little Goddess was trying to stop her, to purify her thoughts. No. Kebechet voiced. Naari looked up at the little girl, her smile now replaced with a frown. She had stopped swaying playfully, the black hood pointed in Naari's direction. I am never wrong when it comes to cleansing darkness. With those last words the little Goddess spoke, the lit of the room distinguished, leaving them in complete darkness. Naari stiffened. Was the girl playing a cruel joke on her? Was Khepri doing this to punish her and frighten her? Her breathing intensified, cold, she could feel cold creeping on her arms. Naari submerged herself, down to her shoulders in the warm water as she shivered. Hmmm... The soft deep rumbling made her skin crawl. No longer was a child like voice sounding in her ear, it sounded more like one might expect a Demon to speak. Except, it was commanding, strong, and it vibrated everything in her core. How does a mere human demand my presence? Naari looked around, her eyes locking on the two red orbs that floated around. She stiffened at the sight, frightened. Yesss? The voice hissed, wondering what the girl wanted. Send me home. Naari gulped as she spoke the words. I know Khepri says he wiped me from existence, but you can undo that. Can't you? Yessss. I can give you whatever you desire.. The eyes flipped over, as though the head of the beast was upside down. It frightened her, as the eyes narrowed on her. What are you? I'm a human? Naari's brows furrowed. This was the God of Darkness, wasn't it? Everyone spoke about never dealing with this God, about being frightened of it, but Naari was out of options. Or so she had felt like it. Still she questioned why he was asking her what she was. Wasn't it obvious? Then take me home to my time. Naari demanded. Hmmmm...No. She was confused by the reply. Had he not told her he could give her whatever she desired? What? But you said- The voice hissed like a snake. I cannot send you home. What you desire you can find easily, as long as you look for it...perhapsss, you should speak with Set...if you can grasp his attention like mine. The eyes moved, darting around the room, and Naari watched them carefully. What the hell was she dealing with? Was this why the locals had been afraid to read the scriptures pertaining to Kuk? She did not think it seemed so bad, he wasn't asking for her soul or anything. He will have your answerssss. Naari blinked, only to open them to a lit room again. Wait! Come back! Naari reached forward, seeing the wandering Goddess cowering in the corner. You...are still here? Don't do it! Kebechet cried, huddled over, she moved to stand and ran towards the direction of the door. Don't call Set! Don't do it! Kebechet ran out of the room, disappearing through the wall. Why? Naari wondered as she breathed noticing the servant was no longer frozen in time. Her brow twitched as the servant looked at her, mostly confused. Now Naari knew, she needed to contact Set, but why was Kuk refusing to help her? Why was Kebechet so frightened of her calling Set? It only rose up more questions to her, fearful ones, but ones she wanted answers too. Naari reached for the tray, silent as she pulled it towards her to eat. Something more than she could imagine was going on, and she needed to get to the bottom of it.