𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐕𝐄, 𝙞𝙢𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙥 𝙭 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙘

Chapter eleven

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"Erebus, my child..." A sphinx-like voice drifted through my thoughts in the ancient language of Egypt. Although, it was not a voice of mine. I tried to open my eyes but they felt as if they were glued shut. My head was fuzzy like I was in a dizzy state and I felt low on oxygen, my lungs burning for mercy. But, alas, I felt no pain. No shocks of affliction nor the feeling of trickling blood running down from my abdomen. Suddenly, a blinding light surrounded my blackness of mind, seeping through the cracks of the darkness I was in. "Erebus..." The voice was back again and stronger than before. Who did this voice belong to? I had never heard it before and yet it was somewhat familiar to me. It was like the voice you'd have in the back of your head, always there and always speaking and guiding you. 

A small sense of panic slowly rose inside. "Who are you?!" My voice sounded weak and little compared to the one I had just heard, certainly not a match for it. The voice chuckled lightly but also heavily. I couldn't tell. My mind was swarming with thoughts that I couldn't make out. Nothing seemed to make any sense. "Open your eyes, Erebus. Let you have a look at me." I gulped at the words that came to me next. But, out of what seemed to be fear, I did exactly what it told me to do. I let my eyes slowly open, cautious at every second, slightly afraid to what I might see. I was standing on stone of onyx, surrounded by pale mist, stopping me from seeing any further. The light that broke into the darkness of my mind seemed to be coming from directly in front.

Shards of pale light shot through, revealing a set of stairs that led upwards. And what came down those stairs only shocked me more. Two black, canine feet. Gold skirt. Skinny, black torso. Golden jewellery. Black snout and sharp, white teeth. A set of piercing, green eyes. Two, long and black ears. The figure came closer and closer until it was incredibly obvious to me that it was over twice as big as mine. I did not have to be a genius to know who this was. It all made sense now. A large Jackal stood merely paces before me, looking deep in my eyes before sending me a slight nod. "Erebus, my child." He spoke with power and authority, making every word sound important. 

 "Anubis." My voice was quiet and croaky. The Jackal nodded. "W-what is this? What is happening?" I had so many questions to what and where I was and to what had happened and what will happen. Anubis looked at me with what seemed to be pity. "I know that you have questions, Erebus. Your past is yet blocked from your mind. Your future is yet left unguided. Your memories are locked away. But I promise you that I will help you do what you need to do." I looked up, unsure of what he was talking about. "What do you mean?" I asked. Anubis smiled a toothy grin. "Your memories have been trapped in your head for centuries and now it's time to rid them from the hidden parts of your mind. You will know everything you once knew. But it comes with a price. Such pain has never been spoken of. Such pain that has never ever been lived with."

"B-but I'm..." I couldn't bring myself to speak the word that had started to haunt me. "Your life will be no problem to resurrect, my child. No problem at all." The Jackal seemed to read my mind like an open book. I stared into the green pools that watched my every move. "Do it." For the first time of me being in this unknown place, my voice sounded brave and strong and wonderous. Anubis nodded. "Of course, Erebus. Of course. But the pain will be great. And your temporary transformation, well, you'll find out." My eyebrows knotted together. "What transformation?" "It will be necessary. To help carry out the process of your resurrection. I hope you understand." 

I nodded. "Alright. I suppose I'm ready." Anubis looked deep inside my eyes. "Eager, are we? Is it because of your family? Your darling sister and nephew. Or is it because of someone new? Someone, lets say, arousing to you." He seemed to smirk slightly causing my eyebrow to shoot up. "Shut it." As soon as the words left my mouth, I felt a pang of guilt. Should I of spoken in such a strong tone to one who is worshipped by many? But Anubis just laughed a heartly kind of laugh. "I'll take that as the second. Good luck." He winked before stepping back from me, putting more paces between us. My heart rose a bit, knowing that my words did no harm. But now I was faced with a sort of anxiousness that started to eat away at my stomach. 

Anubis said pain. Pain that was unimaginable. Pain that no man nor woman had experienced before since the start of time and creation itself. I chuckled to myself. No pressure then. Anubis closed his eyes and started to slowly mutter and chant something. The language he spoke now was well before anything I could manage to understand. It must of been Egyptian from the early days. The language only spoken by the Gods themselves. I stood strong and poised, ready for anything. Sand slowly swept towards me, surrounding me, letting me go nowhere. It came closer and closer until it gradually came higher and higher. It acted like a tornado, swirling around my body, engulfing it. Every now and again, a few grains of it gently tickled my skin as it came past. I saw Anubis's figure. But only just. The sand was making it difficult to see through, only the odd glimpse was possible. I saw him nodded towards me and smile before all I saw was nothing.

I felt the sand sweep me up and up and up. I felt like screaming but nothing seemed to pass my asophygous, only the ache and pain of it straining was all that happened. And I could not see. Only blackness swept my vision as it did before. And then a sharp pain hit me. Not just my abdomen nor my chest. It was everywhere. It caged me like a wild animal. It felt as if it controlled me and I did something severely wrong. Time for the punishment. I imagined a wolf or a wild feline attacking me, scratching my skin, making me bleed and beg for mercy. Except, mercy was not an option. There was no option for me. I could do nothing but let my body ragdoll in torture and suffering in mid air in such darkness that no light could possibly pass through. No light to shine on my face. No light to shine through my mind. I was alone with the pain and the darkness of a place that I didn't even know existed till now.

The agony ripped through my body, running through every vein and every artery. I must of screamed and shouted for leniency for ages, but there was no sound. Nothing. Nothing but the soreness of my throat as my shouts pierced through it. Tears soaked my cheeks and I felt them violently drip down them to meet my neck and chest. My nails dug into my palms as an attempt to divert the torment that I was being consumed by. I felt warm blood trickle from my fists, my fingers deep in crimson. But nothing could distract me. The thought of Imhotep crossed my mind. Will I every see him again? Will it be too late? Has Rick, Evie and Ardeth already disposed of him? Will my pain now be the greatest I have ever felt or will it be when I find his body, motionless and bloodied? Nothing left of his consciousness. Not even a warm breath nor a sly comment about my looks.

No. I must not think about such things. I must beat this pain and hope to the Gods that I still have a chance. He may be the darkest, devious character in this world but I love him and I cannot deny that any further than I have already. I closed my eyes, waiting desperately for the suffering to end. And soon enough, it did.

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