Red flame 2

Chapter 6

Nefertiti was right. It was a days' walk. But it wasn't too bad. We were all pretty strong. And that was the great part about being a hero or a warrior. Flame was ready to go inside, but we waited on the outside. The pyramid felt powerful. And the guards stood on each side of the door. Loki looked at the ancient Greek writing above the door. The door wouldn't open without reading it. But none of us spoke Egyptian. Except red Flame could do anything. She looked at it for a brief moment. And I felt her, she knew. She knew what it said.

            "Inside this tomb lies Cleopatra De' Nile, queen of the Egyptians ruler of the pyramids, beware who enter, trials of the De' Nile, to open this tomb you must use the blood of a pure bread queen, place it upon the golden cup."

            "Golden cup, that's a metaphor, right?" Annabeth asked. Flame looked at her.

            "The golden cup is a symbol of unity, it's a metaphor, but not this time it symbolizes a woman, feminism, and the queen, we have to place the blood of a queen upon Cleopatra's image on the door," Flame said, okay she was pretty smart. Loki looked at her.

            "How did you know that," He asked. She looked at the picture.

            "Cleopatra had a great power, and the reason she enslaved cats instead of men, was because men were dumb, they were fools, the cats were females, the ones she enslaved, they did her bidding, and cats are a womans best friend, I have to bleed myself, and place the hand upon her image on this door," She said turning to them. Loki was confused, so was the rest of them. I studied Greek mythology. He knew that.

            "Is, Ella in there," He asked. She turns her head to look at the door. Loki grabs her arm, and I felt the sparks inside me.

            "Flame, Ella hasn't left has she," He asked. Percy steps up to Loki.

            "We don't have time for this," Percy says. Thank you, Percy. Loki lets go and clears his throat.

            Flame turns quickly, grabbing one of Loki's daggers from his side. He looks down and to her. She slices our hand and blood begins to poor out. She hands Loki his dagger and puts it back to his side. She places a hand upon the image of Cleo. She closes her eyes, causing me not to see as well. The ground starts to shake. She kept her eyes closed. A rumbling noise pulls her out. And she opens her eyes. And the tomb door begins to rise. Opening for all of us. She steps back. She was the true queen, of the underworld. Any true queen could open it. But my blood was what opened it. She looks back and them. She places a hand over her own, healing it.

            They looked like they had never seen that much power before. Loki didn't know what to do. He combed through his black hair. That was always my favorite thing. His hair was so silky, and I loved it. We all step inside, nothing but rock on either side of us. But there was a torch, Flame lit it and grabbed it from the stand. Symbols were written on the walls.

            We traveled further until we came to a stop. The power was getting stronger. And Loki could feel it too. It was so strong. It made Flame look weak. But she was not weak, she continued. Not caring what the feelings she had, were. In here, I could speak, and everyone would here me, so I kept myself pretty silent.

            "We are coming up on the first trial, the fog of truth," Annabeth thought. We could hear her.

            "So we can't speak in this part, of the tomb, but we can hear thoughts," Percy asked. Flame looked at him.

            "So, it's the whole tomb, until we get to Cleo's body," He said. She nods.

            "In here, everything is magical, the mind is the most powerful, that's why we can here each other, which means, the spirits of the ones before us, can hear us too," The flame said. I sat in the back, waiting.