The Revival Of Ra

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Abigail's pov

There was silence in the room as Ahura brushed Abby's hair gently.  The silence wasn't uncomfortable or unbearable, it was just a way for the two confused and tormented girls to think about their happy past lives and how they got into this situation in the first place. Ahura had helped Abby do her makeup saying that it was tradition for every female to look well palmed when speaking to any of the royals and Abby agreed just so she wouldn't get her in trouble; Ahura also covered the bruise on Abby's cheek with some foundation, but Abby couldn't help but wish she didn't so that Sethos couldn't see how much of a danger he was. But, would he really care? It wasn't just her asking that. It was a necessary question in this case concerning a psychopath who was obsessed with her sister... What if she had never agreed to the bet her sister came up with? Would life still be great if she was back and Rea was gone? She couldn't bring herself to hate her sister for she would have done the same thing. Maybe it was good she had gotten captured instead. Would Rea have been able to endure what Abby was certain she was going to go through? She shouldn't lose hope. Maybe, she could escape. She could leave this hellhole with Ahura. But then what? What about all the other girls like her who were being tortured in this very place she was being palmed? What would happen when she leaves? They could get the real Rea and bring her back here for whatever prophecy they wanted: but was she really going to sit still and watch herself suffer for someone who betrayed her? Even though Abby understood, it didn't change the fact that she was betrayed by her own twin...

Abby didn't realise that Ahura was done with her hair until their eyes locked in the mirror and she gave her another one of her sad smiles. Abby couldn't help but pity the girl, she didn't deserve this. But what about the others? They all could have been involved in slave trade like Ahura, but why would they do such a thing?

"We must go now, Abigail." Abby stood up, staring at her reflection in the mirror. The dress she wore was nothing like the revealing one that she was wearing when she was taken. It was more expensive, Abby could tell from the beauty of the gown. It was a soft, smooth material that made up the dress. Abby couldn't help but admire the designs. It had a crop top sort of shirt that was a deep shiny gold color with long transparent sleeves containing golden dots until it reached her wrist that also had the golden material decorating it like a bracelet. Her torso was left open and only had two long rectangular sleeves to tie around with an X at the front and back. The skirt was just golden through on out and she was given transparent heels to wear. Abby couldn't help but imagine herself to look Egyptian with all the golden necklaces and the golden earrings she had on. If it were up to her, she would find the dirtiest clothes to wear for the breakfast with the so called Prince who had destroyed her life. Abby took in a deep breath and turned around to face Ahura who had started leading the way.

Ahura turned around to lock the door just when Abby was out giving her the opportunity to have a good look around the grand lobby. It was so huge and had knights in shining silver and golden armor on each side with a long red carpet where Abby silently followed Ahura. Two mighty chandeliers hung from the ceiling, having been made from pure diamonds, the place itself was money, but belonged to bastards. Abby chose not to look around any longer and instead followed after a silent Ahura. There were various grand golden doors that were opened by guards revealing more corridors with huge chandeliers, golden and silver knights;  the occasional red carpet that never seemed to come to an end. Just when Abby was getting tired of the same scene, another set of doors were opened to reveal an extremely long golden table. A diamond chandelier was hanging right above it with floor to ceiling windows in the room bringing in some light. Abby couldn't help the bitterness that flooded her heart when she saw her kidnapper looking bored and slowly chewing on grapes. In the corners of the room were two other maids that didn't feel any shame ogling him as they fanned him. They had silent conversations with their eyes and Abby could tell the young looking girls had a thing for Sean.

As if hearing her thoughts, Sean looked up and locked eyes with Abby, a smile taking up it's presence on his lips. He stood up walking in front of her and waving for the maid to go into the corner and turned to Abby with a wide grin to which she didn't return. How could he expect her to be happy after he had taken her and brought her to an unknown land against her will. Her sister was in a completely different continent from her, how would she see Rea again? Abby felt her eyes watering as she stared at the person who had caused a division in her world. She didn't know what to do, she didn't know how to feel, her mind only brought in more questions and no answers. She was fed up about everything. A pain built up in her throat and she wanted to scream, but she couldn't. She found no ways to express her pain so she simply looked down at the ground and swallowed the lump in her throat. Sean seemed to notice her distress and rose a finger to push aside a falling tear but Abby turned her head away, not wanting his hands on her anymore and instead, walking out from behind him and towards a seat at the far end from his side of the table to sit. Sean didn't question the distance and instead sat in his own seat. He gestured for the maids to bring the food and Abby watched as they all scurried around to do so. Soon, different dishes were placed in front of the both of them. It was mostly in front of Abby though. The maids had walked out leaving only two of them who were fanning Sean and glaring at Abby with jealousy. Sean however waved his hand, signalling them to leave and they bowed really low before getting up and catwalking out of the room; all the while Abby watching. 

"I didn't know what you liked so I got them all." Sean explained once the maids had left the room and the gigantic doors were closed behind them sealing Abby in the room with her kidnapper.

"I'll save you the trouble. Take me home, that is what I would truly like." Sean laughed at her words like it was a joke.

"Kitten, this is your home." Abby glared at Sean but he simply smirked in return. "I suggest you start eating. Wouldn't want your curvaceous figure thinning out." Sean slowly started eating his food when he noticed that Abby wasn't eating.

"Do you need a maid to feed you?" Abby couldn't take it anymore. Why was he behaving like everything was normal?! Abby stood up immediately and Sean sat up.

"I want my sister! Take me back to my family, Sean...or you'll regret it!" Sean scoffed.

"Is that a threat?"

"You bet your Mama's ass it is!" Sean chuckled at that, leaning back in his chair and watching her intently.

"Say I let you go right now. Where are you gonna go? I could give you a two weeks head start and I'll still find you, Rea. There is no where for you to run..."

"I am not Rea!" Now Sean was showing signs of annoyance.

"This again?" Abby watched his body leaning down on the chair and not ready to get up anytime soon with interest. She watched him silently for a while, pretending to be about to sit down before she took off towards the door. She banged on it quickly, wanting the guards to open up for her, turning around to look behind her, Sean wasn't there anymore; she looked forward and found him right next to her, his eyes glowing and cat like before he whipped his hand back and slapped her so hard, she fell to the floor. Her lip hurt badly and when she put her finger to it and brought it back, there was blood on it. Abby felt tears burn her eyes and they fell one by one. She had never been hit so hard in her life.

Sean walked over to her and knelt on the ground next to her. "I'm sorry for hurting you, kitten. You just make me so mad..." Sean placed a thumb on her lip to wipe away the blood and licked it. A smile graced his face.

"Seems like everything about you is sweet." Abby looked down at the ground, feeling a fresh batch of tears well up in her eyes. How did she end up with such a freak? Sean leaned towards Abby slowly and placed a kiss on her neck, his sharp teeth grazing the surface in a promise for something causing Abby to gasp.

What was Sean planning?