The Thanatos Prophecy #1 [Rewritten As The Shroud Of Sharayar]

Night XVII

Night XVII
All Gone Wrong

Glaring calmly back at the debt collector, Anubis turned around, seemingly nonchalant of the fact that their scheme had probably been revealed.

Dhoruf grinned menacingly.

"Well? You gonna show us, or am I gonna have to shoot the hood from off you?" Jahar commented, aiming another arrow at the green cloak above his head.

"Can't guarantee I won't miss though," he threatened loosely, pulling back his arm in concentration.

"Don't do it, Anubis," Mahad warned, holding a hand out to stop his movement.

"Okay," the brunette agreed with one of their demands, stoically raising his hands to remove the disguise instead.

"O- oi! Didn't I just tell you not to do that?" Mahad panicked, stopping his hands in their tracks.

"Why not?" the male smirked sinisterly, sending a chill down his comrade's spine.

"They asked, didn't they?" Anubis tilted his head in confusion, contrasting the knowing expression he had on his face.

"I don't see why I shouldn't oblige," his fingers gripped the tip of his haven, fighting back against Mahad's grip.

"What's wrong with you?" he seethed, pulling back his hand irritably.

Hathor parted from the crowd, backing over cautiously to the other two.

"What's the matter?" she muttered under her breath, "You should be getting out of here if we want to pull this off."

She glanced at them in confusion.

"Anubis here wants to give them the full show," her brother snide remarked angrily, his hands shaking as he fought to keep hold of his wrist.

"What do you mean?"

"He claims that there's no reason to hide since they must know already," he ground out distractedly.

"Hey!" Dhoruf hailed from across the small crowd, "What's the hold up?"

"Haha," Hathor laughed nervously, "Just a small family feud, they'll be done in a sec!" she excused smoothly.

"When are you two going to be done?" the ponytailed girl hissed in anxiety, watching them.

Mahad didn't answer.

Sighing, she approached them, peeking under their hand-war and up Anubis' hood to see what was the matter.

Her eyes widened in shock, taking two steps backward in realization.

Mahad glanced at her weirdly.

"Well? What's the problem?" he asked, looking back at his frozen counterpart.

"That idiot!" she raged in a whisper, "The one time I actually choose to warn someone for once in my life- and he just goes and uses it!" she stomped angrily on the sandy ground.

"We ain't got all day here, Amun-Ra!" Dhoruf called again, jeers and boos joining in at the lack of action.

"What is it?" Mahad demanded quietly, warily noting the unhappy faces all around them.

Hathor was deadly serious.

"He used the spell," she explained, meeting his worried gaze.

"...This isn't like the last time, however. I don't know who's in there- but it's certainly not Anubis," she stated, drawing her magic bow and aiming it at the crowd.