Chronicles of Egypt | By : LilSukichan Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Het - Male/Female Views: 1131 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Chronicles of Egypt.
Author: Suki-chan
Summary: Egypt’s past is opened and the portal can disrupt the changes of time, but more importantly, someone opens it to unlock a secret of the Gods.
Rating: NC-17
Feedback: It would definitely be desired.
Author’s notes: Originally, I got this idea when I was watching Scorpion King one night and I really wanted to write something similar to it with a twist. It’s a mix of romance, violence, gore, plenty of nudity and not to mention a few sex scenes. I happen to enjoy writing this because it was a bit different from what I’m use to writing and some of the scenes are pretty intense and graphic. Not to mention, it’s about Egypt and my muse wouldn’t leave me alone. It’s also dedicated to my friends. Hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever own any anime, any fictional characters, ideas (besides my own) and anything else that does not belong to me. But, I’m not receiving any money for this. Just enjoyment.
Prologue:
Deep within the dimly lit room, a short red haired middle aged man stood in a deep ditch by a sarcophagus, perfectly covered with dust after digging such a deep hole. He discarded his shovel to the side after hearing a soft clink from his digging and checking it twice to make sure his ears were not playing tricks on him.
“Could this be...?” Muttered the middle-aged man, a hint of hopefulness in his voice.
Squatting, he used a smaller tool much like a shovel and began digging around the shiny object until a few moments later, he could pull it out of the ground. With a little struggle, the red haired man pulled out a long object wrapped in a brown cloth and two gold handles sticking out of the dirtied cloth. The man became excited at the sight of the item in his hands. He immediately knew what the object was. “This has to be it.” He said to himself and un-wrapped the item. The brown cloth was discarded to his side and he unrolled what looked like a scroll in his hands with a gold eye at the top of the scroll.
“Oh, Ra. After years of research and searching Pharaoh Amenhotep’s temple, I have finally found the fourth scripture of Horus. Now, I am a step closer to finding the mysterious items of the great kings of Egypt. I, Professor Strong, after years of searching will finally get the praise I deserve and be a legend at the university!” Said Professor Strong.
Suddenly, an amused yet cold chuckle cut through the silence of the room. An eerie wind blew into the dimly lit cavern, blowing out half of the candles and leaving little lit for the short man to see much of anything. However, Professor Strong felt an ill-omened since of dread in his stomach, which churned as he heard footsteps come his way, along with the sound of soft clapping.
“Bravo. Bravo my good man. I must congratulate you on your astounding discovery. I am quite pleased that you found the fourth of five scrolls of Horus---And final the key of my expedition. You‘ve saved me the time of looking for it.” Said a dark, deep, yet eerily calm voice.
From the shadows, a lone figure walked up to the ditch the professor stood in and peered down at the red haired man. His frame outlined by the dimly glowing lights around them. It made his appearance seem much more dark to the Professor.
Frighten and a bit bewildered, Professor Strong cast his sights up at the shadowy figure and narrowed his eyes, despite the fear coursing through his veins. He couldn’t see much but the silhouette of a man from the lights which were quite dim and most blown out. “What do you want?” He questioned in a low voice, not trusting this visitor.
“What I want.” The mysterious man began in a deep yet eerily calm voice “is that scroll so I can carry on with my day.” Replied the figure in the shadows who outstretched their black leather gloved hands into the lights. “Now give me the scroll.”
“I’m afraid I can’t do that. I can not hand over this artifact to you for whatever your purpose may be. I shall use this to restore my name among my colleagues and to find out more about the Pharaohs.” Strong said protectively, keeping a tight grip on the scroll.
“Fool. Who cares about the rotting kings of the past! I want that scroll now and no one will stand in my way of getting what I want!” Hissed the shadowy figure.
Before the middle aged archaeologist had time to act, a black blur popped up in front him and before Strong knew it, his eyes suddenly displayed a mix of pain, shock and fear. But mostly shock as he glanced up into a familiar swirl of red and blue eyes. The professor just stared into those cold menacing orbs, his own brown ones wide in fear and recognition.
“Now you can rest with your kings.” The stranger whispered into Strong’s ears.
The archaeologist coughed up blood and mouthed a few incoherent words before his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, dropping the scroll in his hand to the ground. His shirt was now soaked with blood and sliced through around the abdomen.
“Idiot. No one will stop me from fulfilling my duties.” Said the unknown stranger who flicked his knife to rid it of the blood, then placed it into it’s black leather sheath by his hip. He then squat down and picked the scroll up, examining it for a moment before he placed it into his belt, opposite of where he placed his weapon and stood up slowly.
Taking another glance down at the corpse with a cold look in his red and blue eyes, the mysterious stranger jumped out of the ditch with ease and began walking out of the room as if nothing happened. As he strolled out of the tomb, another gush of air rushed inside blew the rest of the torches out, leaving the place void of any lights while the corpse of Professor Strong laid within the ditch.
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