Atlantians

Chapter 35

Katarina lay with her chin on Aihxxych's chest.  He had spent the night in her tent.  He lay with one hand on her naked back and his other hand was behind his head.  Katarina traced Native American symbols on his chest as she thought about different things.  She should be exhausted from the past few hours, but she had found out that sleeping with Aihxxych tended to keep her awake.

"You're still awake."

Katarina looked up to find Aihxxych's beautiful eyes gazing down at her.  She shrugged.  "I always seem to stay awake when I'm with you.  Why is that?"

"It's because I'm a God.  I have shared part of myself with you including the ability to go for days without sleep."

A frown marred Katarina's brow.  "Do you sleep at all?"

"Not if I don't want to.  Why would I?  There are enough things to keep me busy." 

Katarina dropped her gaze back to Aihxxych's chest.  She traced his nipple making him shiver before she looked back up at him.  "Can I ask you a question?"

"You know that you can ask me whatever you want."

"Are there any more Atlantians or are those that we found the only ones left?"

"There are others.  Once Atlantis was destroyed, the people scattered to the four winds.  They will remain asleep until we call upon them to wake up.  Why do you ask?"

Katarina sat up which caused Aihxxych's eyes to go straight to her chest.  Katarina smacked him on the chest.  Aihxxych raised his eyes and gave her a slow sexy smile.  "Anthony told me that he showed Rxychra some of the news.  She was appalled about the way the Earth has turned out."

Aihxxych sat up draped one long leg over the side of the raised blankets that served as Katarina's bed.  "I am well aware of the state of the world Sirhhx."

"Then why haven't you or your siblings done anything about it?"

Aihxxych sighed and rubbed at his forehead as if he had a headache.  "Your world has so many new religions.  The old ones that we are familiar with are all but gone.  I will reluctantly admit that we do now much of this world to help fix it's problems.  Perhaps if we managed to find some of the old Gods then we would now more of how to help."

"The old Gods still exist Aihxxych.  Their worship has been coming back slowly, but steadily over the past few decades.  More and more people are worshiping the old Gods of the Norse, Celtic, and Greco Roman religions."

A light came into Aihxxych's eyes as he heard that.  He turned his head slightly away from Katarina as his gaze went farseeing and unfocused on anything within the tent.  Katarina waited patiently as Aihxxych seemed to withdraw from her.  Minutes passed before he blinked and was once again himself. 

"If the old Gods are still around then we can help the world.  I have already asked Shcxay Telumin of Selumin and Vaohytrx Telumin of Selumin if they have forseen the existence of any other Gods besides us.  They will look into it and let me know if their are any other Gods still out there."

Katarina tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.  "Who are Vaohytrx Telumin of Selumin and Shcxay Telumin of Selumin?"

Aihxxych smiled and reached forward to tenderly run his fingers down Katarina's jawline.  "They are the twin Goddess and God of prophecy.  Vaohytrx is the oldest.  She is able to see into the past, present and future.  Shcxay is able to see through the mist and to follow the twisting paths of prophecy."

"Okay, so how am I to keep the God of Prophecy separate from the God of Metalwork and the God of the Dead?"

Aihxxych laughed and leaned forward.  He kissed Katarina on the forehead and the nose before he sat back.  Katarina wrinkled her nose at him.  "I know that keeping my family straight is hard.  Many of them have the same first name, but belong to different houses.  The Atlantians made it simple.  They would call the God of Metalworking Shcxay Telorandwe, the God of the Dead was Shcxay Halondwe, and the God of Prophecy was always called Shcxay Telumin."