As you guys can likely easily imagine: it was the best damn thing ever. You know the term 'better than sex?' If you've ever had it, I think you would be like me and disagree. As much as it pains me I can't go into detail [cough, cough pervs] but I can assure you it was awesome. Christina is generally awesome. But I continue!
In the middle of the night I woke up, not being able to sleep. We were still outside, having made a small bed out of our sweatshirts, and I was cold. Christina was asleep next to me and I kissed her forehead which made her roll over. I could've stayed there my entire life, staring at her, watching the moonlight glisten on her skin, had it not been for the cat. There was a little meow behind the wall with our painting on it and I darted up, looking around. Everything seemed quiet...which was a problem. Contemplating if I had imagined that sound for half a second, I got up and pulled my clothes on quietly, careful not to wake Christina. Stealthily, I crawled out to where I heard the noise; a knife in one hand a wand in the other.
I raised the wand over Christina and spoke a spell, "N'dah." Protect. A small blue dome of protection shone over her and the tension went out of my shoulders a little bit. She would be safe. Slowly, I rounded the wall and held my knife out and wand out, ready to attack. But then I stopped. It was a woman; tall and slender with long brown hair and golden cat eyes. The knives in her hand were just like mine and I lowered my weapons.
"Jake," Bast whispered, "My son."
Really, I kinda wanted to throw myself at her and hug the goddess but I stayed my ground. I could've said 'hey' or 'hi mom' but I remained the perfect solider and said, "Lady Bast, what is wro-"
"What's wrong," Bast cut me off, looking at me with sad eyes, "Is that my son doesn't need me."
I broke. The bottom of my lip quivered and I looked down, "Mom, I...I need you a lot but...this kinda thing has never happened. A child of a goddess."
I hadn't even heard her walk towards me and she took me by surprise by kneeling down to my height and kissing my forehead. I stared at her as she smiled and said, "You are the strongest child I have ever known. You, however, hate that much power. It makes you the unnatural one. But, my child, I assure you that you will do great things."
Bast hugged me and I hugged her back, pressing my face into her cat skin body suit. It felt like only a second before she pulled away and looked at me seriously.
"I come with troubling news, however," Bast stood up and waved her hand. A little screen showed up and images of Kamehea and Setne in front of an army appeared, "Kamehea's army grows, and with the help of Setne and the Book of Thoth, even the gods will be at his mercy. You've seen Sobek and Serqet and how they acted on his orders. More are enslaved by him every day. In the past 36 hours, Sekhemet and Neith have converted to his side; enslaved by their secret names. He could do anything with the power of the gods, and I fear that he can gain the power for himself. You have about four days until his army is complete and he is ready."
"Ready to do what?" I asked, "Surely he wouldn't-"
"Start capturing Nomes and turning them into his soldiers?" Bast finished my sentence, "It's possible. And likely they wouldn't stand a chance."
I thought for a moment before asking, "What would you have me do, Mom?"
She smiled proudly, "That's my son. You have only two people left to find," Bast grabbed two papers out of the duat and handed them to me, "Find Xian Tyun in the Nome in Bejing-"
"Zan Tee-un?"
"No it's X-I-A-N Tyun. But that's the pronunciation. And one more child must be found."
I stared at the name at the paper and gave her a questioning look, "Tyler River?"
Bast nodded sadly, "He has hidden power. Divination is his gift. Xian's gift is the Path of Ptah. If your group splits up tomorrow you can find both of them swiftly."
