Isis The Wife Of A Pharaoh
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  • Parts 2
  • Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Feb 15, 2016
Mature
Isis is a poor slave who lives alone. One day while sweeping in the Pharaohs palace she comes across his son, soon to be Pharaoh, Lael. She falls in love with him immediately but little does she know he loves her too. Follow the relationship between them until Isis faces a fate worse than her dreaded destiny.
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KAL-EL POV We stood over the destruction, over the saved and fallen, staring at and assessing each other. She wore what might be flatteringly acceptable for the climate, her white clothing pristine though she had just fought, the gold glimmering from an engraved belt around curved hips that reminded me of the one around my own. My eyes wandered to it, but I didn't want to seem...inappropriate. She looked like something out of a photo shoot, or a history book. Her eyes were amber in color, brown with a fire in them, her skin deeply sunkissed but not sunburned. By the time my eyes rose she was only inches from me, her hair falling about her shoulders because of the speed she used. She looked me over thoroughly, and I raised my chin and narrowed my eyes. Nothing but a small smile from her in response made me frown. "What is wrong, son of Jor-El?" her voice was soft but smooth. "You know who I am?" "Of course I do, it's right here--" She traced the "S" on my chest with a single finger and then trailed down to my belt and tapped it. "I'm sorry about your parents." She paused, touching my hair. "So, you are the last son of Krypton...and there is still no order here?" "Who are you?" "Can't read?" She asked, clucking her tongue as she put her hands on her hips. My eyes went down as she tapped her belt, but then I felt my cheeks flush. "Shame, Kal-El, shame." "What?" "Last son you may be, Kal-El, but I'm the last daughter." And she was gone in a flash of white and gold...quicker than the blink of an eye, a speeding bullet. Like me. NOTE: I am aware of the DC Comics version of Isis. I thought it was lacking. Here's my "what if" in the form of a revamp. I do not own the characters of DC. Of course, all characters are property of DC and Warner Brothers.
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*Full Disclaimer* This story was written when I was like 13. It sucks. Stuff doesn't make sense. I was just proud of it (at the time) and wanted to share it. Isis was a S.H.I.E.L.D experiment. They were trying to recreate the super-soldier serum. No, it didn't go wrong but the new serum had some side effects. Isis now has inhuman powers. S.H.I.E.L.D let her go, thinking they had no use for her, but when Isis resurfaces years later as a government agent, Director Fury once again takes an interest in her. Recruited for the Avengers Initiative, Isis instantly makes enemies with Steven Rogers, the man she was created after. But Isis has secrets and unknown powers hidden within her. Loki and an old allie team against Isis and her new friends as they try to unlock her deepest, darkest secret. Something she likes to call Chaos.