[center [font “times” [size11 OUR STORY BEGINS IN [#800020 [B [I 1290 B.C.]]]. ALONG THE NILE, WE ARE INTRODUCED TO[#800020 [B [I ISIS]]], A BEAUTIFUL SERVANT UNDER THE OWNERSHIP OF A TERRIBLY VIOLENT MASTER. THE ONLY THING THAT MAKES HER DAYS BEARABLE ARE THE MOMENTS SHE SPENDS IN THE ARMS OF HER LOVER [#800020 [B [I AHMED]]] , A GUARD FOR [#800020 [B [I THE SCORPION KING: THUTMOSE]]] . ISIS IS NOT LIKE YOUR TYPICAL SERVANT; SHE CAN READ, WRITE, AND SPEAK FLUENT BABYLONIAN. ONE NIGHT SHE IS CAUGHT LEAVING THE KING’S PALACE. INSTEAD OF BEING KILLED, THE KING DECIDES TO MAKE HER A HOUSE SLAVE.
THUTMOSE GROWS AN ATTRACTION TO THE SERVANT VERY QUICKLY AND ASSAULTS HER, CONTINUOUSLY, TO WHICH ANGERS AHMED AND ALSO [#800020 [B [I THE QUEEN TUYA]]]. ONCE ISIS GIVES BIRTH TO TH EKING’S CHILD, THE QUEEN ORDERS HER AND HER DAUGHTER TO BE KILLED.
ISIS AND AHMED MANAGE TO MEET UP TO WHICH HE FREES HER AND THEY VOW TO KILL THE QUEEN. THEIR PLAN IS FOILED BY A PRIEST WHO PRETENDED TO BE A HITMAN. IN FRONT OF THE COURT, THE COUPLE IS SENTENCED TO [#800020 [B [I DEATH]]]. ISIS HAS HER TONGUE CUT AND IS BURNED ALIVE. AHMED IS BURIED ALIVE, THOUSANDS OF BLACK SCORPIONS COVERING HIS BODY. ]]]
[center [font “times” [size11 DESPITE THE TRAGIC KILLING OF THE COUPLE, ISIS’ BLOODLINE LIVED ON. HER DAUGHTER WAS SENT OFF WITH AOTHER SERVANT, WHO RAISED HER AND SENT HER TO WORK FOR ANOTHER KING, TO WHICH SHE EVENTUALLY MARRIED HIS SON. SHE BECAME [B [I [#800020 THE FIRST QUEEN]]] NOT OF ROYAL BLOOD. HER FAMILY WENT ON TO TELL HER STORY WHICH WAS GREATLY POPULAR AS THE YEARS PASSED AND ARCHAEOLOGIST AND HISTORIANS BECAME AWARE OF THIS SLANT IN HISTORY.
WE CONTINUE OUR STORY IN [B [I [#800020 FALL OF 2020]]] IN THE BEAUTIFUL [B [I [#800020 WASHINGTON D.C.]]]. WE ARE INTRODUCED TO [B [I [#800020 HER]]], WHO IS A DIRECT LINK TO ISIS’ BLOODLINE. SHE IS [B [I [#800020 A HISTORY GRADUATE STUDENT]]]: EMPHASIS IN EGYPTIAN HISTORY. CURRENTLY SHE IS WORKING ON HER FIELD STUDY. ALWAYS INTERESTED IN HER HISTORY, SHE DECIDES TO PLAN AN EXCAVATION WITH THE HOPES OF LOCATING THE TOMB OF AHMED, SET TO BE LOCATED UNDER THE STATUE OF [B [I [#800020
THE DEITY SET]]]: GOD OF CHAOS, FIRE, AND TRICKERY AND FATHER OF ANUBIS.
[B [I [#800020 SHE]]] IS JOINED BY HER INSTRUCTOR AND HER PARTNER WHO IS FILMING THEIR TRIP. THEY ARE SET TO MEET [B [I [#800020 HIM]]] WHO IS TO HELP HER DURING THE JOURNEY. HE IS INTERESTED IN THE [B [I [#800020 TREASURE]]] MORE THAN WHAT THIS MEANS FOR HISTORY. YET, HIS INTELLIGENCE COMES IN HANDY AS THEY LOCATE THE ENTRANCE, THANKS TO THE MAP [B [I [#800020 SHE]]] PROVIDES HIM, FROM THE JOURNAL PASSED DOWN THROUGH HER FAMILY. AS ITS LATE, THEY DECIDE TO COME BACK NEXT MORNING. ]]]
[center [font “times” [size11 [B [I [#800020 SHE]]] HAS A DREAM THAT NIGHT OF ISIS WHO TELLS HER TO SEARCH FOR THE [B [I [#800020 BOOK]]]. THEY HEAD INTO THE BURIAL SITE WHERE THERE IS TREASURE GALORE. ALONG THE WAY THEY FIND THEMSELVES CAUGHT UP IN SECRET ROOMS AND TRAPS. THEY EVENTUALLY FIND THE BOOK AMONGST OTHER VALUABLE ITEMS. ONCE SHE HAS THE BOOK, SHE IS OVERTAKEN BY ISIS’ SPIRIT AND READS A PASSAGE THAT UNKNOWING TO THEM, AWAKENS AHMED WHO HAS BEEN POWERED BY THE DEITY SET.
WITH THEIR FINDINGS. AHMED IS AWAKENED THOUGH AND HE BELIEVES HES STRONG ENOUGH TO MAKE A KINGDOM OF HIS OWN. ALL HE NEEDS IS HIS QUEEN. WITH AN ARMY OF THE DEAD, THE GROUP TRIES THEIR HARDEST TO REMAIN ALIVE – IN SEARCH OF [B [I [#800020 THE JEWEL]]] TO WHICH THEY WILL BE ABLE TO TRAP AHMED IN THE UNDERWORLD FOR GOOD.]]]
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“Riesling?” Jane looked perplexed and even more so at Logan’s reaction. It would make sense Isis was buried under someone to distract from possible grave robbers. She was bewildered and practically smacked her own forehead. She hadn’t even thought of the possibility but Isis has been a woman beauty of great power and prowess. It would only make sense that they wanted to guard her as carefully as possible. She guessed in those times they didn’t have to worry about modern day problems.
“Go where? Logan!” She said as she got to her feet and gave his father an apologetic look as she got some shoes on, almost tripping over,
“Logan where are we going?” She asked him, following him to the car and getting in. She huffed a little and tied her hair up, confused. Riesling didn’t ring any bells for her, and Perry hadn’t mentioned him either. She chewed her lip thoughtfully and no matter how hard she though, she couldn’t figure it out.
“Are we gonna find Johnny?” She asked him. Maybe they were running late and she didn’t realise. She figured it was easily done with everything going on but Logan’s sudden alert was a touch worrying to her.
“Johnny wouldn’t be that stupid,” he said with a chuckle. Though it was clear that Johnny had to have a plan. The heart couldn’t have been far. Johnny was a businessman and Logan suspected that he was using the heart not only as bait but also as some kind of leverage over Ahmed, to have some control until Ahmed was in full power to give Johnny what he wanted. Logan was glad that Jane had decided to move outside. He missed the beautiful sun of Egypt after coming back from the not so great trip in London. Taking a seat beside her with his own laptop, he tried to search through some articles.
“Maybe we are searching in the wrong places,” he finally said. A lot of the discoveries had happened during a time when the internet was still a bit new. Maybe, what they were looking for hadn’t found its way to the net as f yet.
As though reading his mind, his father soon returned to them with a manilla folder that looked a bit worse for wear but was intact.
“How could I have not noticed back then. Isis’ remains weighed over two hundred pounds with all her decortications included. However, when it arrived it was nearly half of that.” Logan looked to his father with a questioning look. “That means Isis was very much in the shipment, but possibly [I under] someone else, maybe another slave. This means someone had to be working with Perry from the transportation company that was used during the excavation. A . . . Thomas Riesling.”
“Riesling?” Logan asked in shock, recognizing that of course was Johnny’s last name. He looked to Jane then, “We need to go!” He couldn’t say for sure that johnny knew where Isis’ body was, but he was certainly a step ahead of them it seemed.
Jane looked to Logan, figuring it was best not to tell his parents about the whole ‘Ahmed can use my body’ thing. The last they needed was more worry and she eyed the toast in front of her, somewhat despondently. She figured she had to eat and she smeared some jam, eyeing Logan’s phone. Johnny has really gotten himself in a lot of trouble and Jane was pretty sure the guy didn’t even know it. She ate some toast and thought for a while.
“Well, I’m going to do some editing today.” Saiorse said with a shrug, “If I’m going to die by mummy I might as well leave a good film behind.” She grumbled and Jane gave a small laugh at that. Saiorse gave a weak smile and Jane figured everything was starting to get to her as the other woman made her way through to the lounge to tinker with her camera.
Jane looked to Logan,
“We should do some research on where they could have put Isis. Maybe private collectors in Egypt?” She shrugged. If they could get Isis’ body back then maybe Ahmed would call off the search for them, although she doubted it. She headed out to the garden to enjoy the sun, opening her laptop and balancing it precariously. She tapped in some things but everything seemed to throw up a dead end.
“This is hopeless.” She groaned and sank down in the chair a little, glancing over to Logan.
“Think we can just beat up Johnny and steal the heart back?” She asked him with a small smile. She figured that wouldn’t work and she lay back a little and looked up at the clear skies. After a moment she looked over to the laptop and tapped in some things, mostly to see if this had ever happened before in mythology or anything. There were some very old articles and reports from years ago about something similar but nothing in detail.
Johnny looked down at his phone, seeing the message from Logan which was a reply as to when and where to meet. He let him know he would see him at the bar that they frequented. He felt a bit bad, going against his own friend, but he knew that this was the way things just had to go. Maybe if Logan hadn’t kept him out of the loop, he would have told him his plans beforehand Logan wasn’t the only guy who had the inside when it came to everything pertaining to Egypt. His own father had been a colleague of Donovan Perry and knew very well everything there was to know about Isis and Ahmed. That included knowing that Donavan had switched out her body which meant that the mummy that had been touring the museums and university’s was fake.
When he came across knowing about the heart, he thought about just selling it, but he had been met in his dreams by the God of Set then who told him that it was his duty to make sure that Ahmed's mission came to. This meant being able to aid him in any way possible. When Logan had told him about what happened at the tom, he was sure that Logan thought him crazy when in fact it was just the news he wanted to hear. Knowing that Ahmed was awakened had only further pushed him to obtain his heart from Perry. He now held the heart in his possession which meant he had the cards that would lead to him being in power. It was up to Logan whether he wanted to be on the right side or not.
Logan had headed downstairs for breakfast. His parents look ed a bit worried, but he was sure they all held the same growing sense of fear at what would happen to them.
“So, I take it you know by now that the Isis that has been on display is not the real Isis?” His father said as he bit into a piece of toast. “Unfortunately, Donovan took more than was expected and sold it off to some people. This means that Isis can be anywhere, much like the heart.” Logan didn’t bother correcting his father then. He saw the message from Johnny and showed it to Jane. He figured they could search for Isi or even Johnny in the meantime, but if anything, they had plans to meet him that night.
Jane gave a nod, listening along to everything before giving a grateful smile to Logan as they headed up to the room. Jane changed into something cooler and sat on the bed. She didn’t know what was going on and honestly, she was scared. The entire world could go badly and she didn’t want to be a target in this and she certainly didn’t want to put Logan’s life in danger and the lives of his family and their friends. She sank back on the bed and realised she should have slept more on the plane over. The next thing she knew, there was knocking and she opened her eyes, shielding them from the bright light. Saiorse let Logan in and nodded, heading downstairs and Jane realised she must have been asleep for a couple of minutes. She sat up and got her bearings, fiddling at the hem of her shorts and eyeing Logan.
“Sorry.” She murmured quietly and took a moment to adjust to the waking world. She got to her feet finally and gave him a small smile,
“Thanks for lending your room. It’s uh, really nice of you tour guide.” She said with a small, amused smile before patting him on the shoulder as she headed down to see what was going on. Logan’s mother had set out fresh fruit and some drinks for them all and Jane thanked her, taking some cold juice and a strawberry as she sat in the lounge.
Egypt was one of her favourite places and it was quickly becoming a nightmare.
“I’m still gonna smack Johnny when he arrives, even if he is cute.” Saiorse muttered and Jane rolled her eyes.
“Has ‘next time’ happened yet?” Saiorse asked and wiggled her eyebrows, regarding the incident at the museum and Jane just laughed a little.
“You’re a terrible Cupid, you know that right?” She teased.
They were still in the ab, just pulling up to his home when Jane seemed to be arousing for some crazy dream. He could see the wild look the cab driver gave them as she began to spout off. Saoirse was gentle in getting her out of the car. With everything that was going on, they didn’t want to come off crazy Logan assured the driver that she was alright and paid the fare before getting out. One safe out of anyone earshot, the duo listened to Jane. What she said wasn’t making sense; well it was, but it went against all they had been taught or known.
‘So, then who’s the hacked-up pieces of [I Isis] that’s been floating from museum to museum?’ She asked which was a good question. Maye there were more things in play here than expected. Everyone knew the tale of Isis and they knew about how she was betrayed, but had it maybe all been a trick to make the king and queen think they got rid of her and her lover? “When’s Johnny coming? I might smack him.” Saoirse murmured. They all seemed to share the same feelings toward he male.
Why don’t we head inside, we’ll start to figure this all out with the new information?” Logan suggested. His mother was the first one to greet them, wrapping her arms tight around her son.
“I thought you were gone forever,” she said. ‘I saw the news and what was happening in London! Everything had gone to madness,” she said as she kissed his face several times. “this is about Ahmed and Isis isn’t it? You didn’t tell me it was real!”
“I told you all about it, you didn’t believe me. Who would believe such a thing?” Logan asked.
“He’s right,” his father agreed. “This is certainly not something we would ever expect to happen.”
Logan knew his father had worked with the organizations that were moving Isis’ body parts to different museums.
“Dad did you know that Isis wasn’t the one who was discovered in the tomb?” He could see the look on his father’s face turn to shame before he nodded. “I’ll tell you what I know.” Logan was shocked to hear this, but if his father lied, it had to be for a good reason. No one would ever think that the tale of the lovers would be true, and it was certainly a shock to find that they were caught now in their web as they worked toward taking control of Egypt, which they felt was rightfully their own.
He headed to the guest room to meet the girls then. He figured he would knock first and still shielded his eyes when opening the door, despite Saoirse assuring it was safe to enter.
“My father has news, about Isis.” Maybe they did have the upper hand.
Jane just wanted sleep, something she knew wasn’t going to happen. She was exhausted. She listened to the cab driving and eased back in the passengers seat, closing her eyes. She vaguely heard Logan mention something about meeting Johnny before she was pulled under to sleep. Except it wasn’t sleep, it was more like unconsciousness. Everything was black and she could hear voices in a foreign language. She was trapped, she realised, stuck as she tried to kick and thrash her way out. There were chants somewhere, muffled and Jane realised what this was. She opened her eyes, looking to Saiorse and Logan before getting out the taxi and heading into the house.
“Isis was buried alive. Mummified alive.” She said to them, “I’m guessing Ahmed was too.” She rubbed her head and sighed out a little. This was bad. She shivered slightly and eyed the others, regardless of what Ahmed and Isis done, to be put in a tomb alive was horrible. It explained why there was so much anger and resentment.
“When’s Johnny coming? I might smack him.” Saiorse murmured and folded her arms. Jane didn’t disagree with her friend, depending what Johnny was doing with the heart, he could be in real danger and putting the rest of the world in danger.
“We could just play dumb about the heart? Maybe he’ll slip up.” Slides said and Jane shook her head,
“He’ll know most of what we know. I just want to know what he plans on doing with it.” She said to them and looked through her things, heading to change into something more fitting for the heat.
No one knew what was going on, but that didn’t stop the government from taking precautions. Curfews didn’t sound bad as it kept innocent citizens off the streets and safe from Ahmed, but it wouldn’t matter if he managed to get his hands on the heart and not just that, but also if he managed to get Jane in his possession. He was just as worried about her as he was for her parents. He could only hope that Jane wouldn’t try to take matters into her own hand s to spare their life. Upon landing, his phone had of course received countless of messages and voicemail notifications from his mother and father as they were wondering if he was safe. He son responded, promising that he was on his way back. He knew that his parents wouldn’t mind Saoirse and Jane staying over, but he knew that his mother would have something to say about him further pursuing this madness This was no longer just an adventure, but something to which he was very likely to lose his life.
“We can head to my place,” he suggested. With the professor staying back in London, it meant both girls could get the guest room. Jane didn’t mention that she had issues sleeping in his bed, but he suspected that they would be best to stay in pairs and of course inferring she sleep with him could be taken the wrong way. Or maybe that was his own thoughts.
After flagging a cab, they got in and were soon heading to his house. It was then he received a text from Johnny. There was no response as to his whereabouts, but there was an address listed and the message [I ‘We’ll talk’]. Logan wondered what that meant.
“Johnny wants to meet up.” he told them as they pulled into his driveway. Logan had scrambled through his pockets before producing some crumpled bills and getting out. Egypt felt so foreign and not just because of his trip to London. The atmosphere was just different since Ahmed’s awakening.
Jane has slept most of the flight, exhausted and unsure of what awaited them in Egypt. She glanced to Logan when she was awoke and rubbed her eyes, feeling bewildered for the most part. She looked out the window. Everything looked somewhat normal, there were more police around, armed guards lining the airport as they shuffled out into the sun. Saiorse was the first to speak,
“Everyone’s spooked. There’s a curfew in place and no ones allowed to go out alone.” Saiorse shrugged her shoulders.
“We should check on your parents first.” Jane said to Logan as they got their bags and eyed him over. He was probably worried and wherever Johnny was, was a mystery for now. Ahmed would come to them, probably. Most of the skirmishes has been out in the deserts and sands, thankfully away from the cities and Jane knew it wouldn’t stop until they figured out how to get that heart and put it in the ground forever. Ahmed was likely not happy he needed a host for Isis’ soul and Jane knew that Saiorse and Logan were in danger if they stuck around her.
She gave a small smile as they found a cab, letting Logan Male the decision on where they went. She sent a message to her own parents. Whatever was going on she wanted them to know she loved them and even if they did travel a lot and were so far away, they deserved to know in case the worst happened. She looked to Logan, thinking back to the office in the museum, how his lips had felt, how he had looked so handsome in that suit. She looked away and out the window as the city passed by and sighed a little, using a pair of sunglasses to hide the blush. Now was not the time for petty crushes, no matter how real they seemed.
Logan was still surprised they managed to get everything done within that hour; though he supposed with the stakes being so high, it was maybe fate being on their side and the universe finally giving them a break. Either way, despite little time to prepare, they had managed to make the flight. Though, Logan figured that with it being a life or death situation, they would’ve made the flight either way. He’d changed at the airport into a pair of sweats and a loose shirt, honestly exhausted and he was surprised to find it seemed he was the only one. Though, Donovan was passed out. He figured Saoirse maybe was running on adrenaline. He wondered if this all just seemed like movie to her. Jane on the other hand was the complete opposite, torturing herself with the fact that what was going on was partially he fault. Though, Logan as sure that eventually Ahmed and Isis would have found someone else to release them. Jane just so happened to be in the right place at the right time.
He thought about what Donovan had said about Johnny. Sure, the man could be a bit too much to handle, but for the most part everything to him was about money. He didn’t care about fame or the history behind his findings. So, it made him curious as to what was his motivation for obtaining the heart. He wondered if Johnny was working with someone, someone who quite possibly as in cahoots with Ahned. He’d still yet to receive a message back from him about his whereabouts; had he caught on to Logan and what the group were up to? Though you couldn’t see their faces, there was footage of them amongst the others running from the museum during Ahmed’s rampage. He’d already managed to do so much damage and obtain control, as his strength grew, it made Logan question whether they would be able to stop him, after all they were only mortal.
Logan thought about when he had accepted the job, things were starting to make sense now. Johnny had offered to tag along, practically pleading with him and yet Logan had decided against it. He figured the trip would be too boring and Johnny would close interest; go figure. He wondered if at that time h had already had a plan in motion regarding the heart.
Logan figured he should allow himself to rest on the flight back, knowing that it would be utter chaos upon arriving back in Egypt. His mother had at least messaged him back earlier that she was fine and so was his father. Logan could at least sleep easily with that in mind. By the time they had landed, it was daytime in Egypt, He looked out the window, home didn’t feel like the home he knew any longer.
"Let's just get the suitcases and go." Saiorse remarked, seemingly not tired at all and Jane figured she had always been one to chase down a thrill.
"Best to get out of these clothes first as well. We don't want anyone thinking we're part of this." She explained with a shrug and honestly it was just plain exhausting to think about. They had to make it back to the heart first or else everything would be lost. Jane had to wonder what sort of person Johnny was, would he be keeping the heart safe or planning something awful with it?
Jane told the cab to wait for ten minutes when they got to her apartment and she headed upstairs quickly changing into some jeans and a loose tee as she gathered up her things, heading back out into the thick rain. She could hear the radio in the taxi going on about Ahmed.
"Crazy prank, huh?" The cab driver said and Jane glanced to the others before nodding. She didn't really know what to do, she never considered people thinking it was some elaborate prank.
It didn't take long to get to the airport, the cab taking the back streets to avoid all of the traffic and such. Jane paid the cab and hopped out as he drove off, Saiorse leading them to a terminal in a mad rush to just leave before anyone could say they were acting suspicious. Jane was just glad to be seated on the plane and she ran a hand over her face, exhausted.
"This keeps getting worse." She murmured to herself as she looked out of the window.
Johnny? Logan was shocked to hear that as he and him had been friends. Sure, when it came to their scoping sights and grabbing clients, there was a sense of competition, but he had never known for the man to go behind his back. That unsettled him and without Jane even telling him, he had every intention of getting in touch with him to figure out exactly why he had a hand in what was going on and why he had kept it from him. If Johnny had the hear, then it explained why he had still followed Logan and the others to the tomb. He more than likely was there searching for something – quite possibly the book to bring Ahmed back from the afterlife. If Ahmed got the heart, then Johnny would be dead, and the rest of the world would be in just as much trouble as well.
“I can send him a message,” he said. He pulled out his phone, knowing that he would have to seem inconspicuous so as not to scare Johnny off into doing something stupid. This could have all been a misunderstanding, maybe someone was pulling Johnny’s strings. He sent a text, mentioning the chaps going on, pretending he was checking on his [I friend’s] well-being.
There wasn’t much peace then as glass crashed to the floor, Ahmed’s unscathed body glowing as he came to a stand and was heading quickly toward them. Though, the glint of the gold case had caught his eye. It was just the distraction they needed to get out of the library, all using every bit of strength they still had after such a long night.
“An hour?” It was a bit of a stretch to consider getting their bags and through airport security in time to get on a flight, but it was all the time they had apparently. They’d no downtime it seemed as Ahmed was not going to stop until he got what he wanted what he needed.
Donovan was busy trying to flag down a cab, but it was taking some time. It was a crazy night, the rain still coming down and more than likely a barricade blocking off roads near the museum.
“he hasn’t responded to my message – I mean time difference of course.” Logan said, though he was hoping that was the only reason and Johnny wasn’t ignoring his message. They didn’t have time to think on that though and after finally flagging a cab down, they all got inside, shoulder to shoulder and demanding the driver leave and quickly. Ahmed could be seen in the distance. Yet, he didn't follow them, as though he knew that when it came to the heart – they too were on the hunt for it.
Now it was a race, who could get the heart first.
Jane eyed the television and she figured that Saiorse was right, they hadn’t even unpacked their suitcases so a quick flight would be the best option.
She looked to Logan, “Isn’t he your friend?” She asked him, pointedly and sighed. If Johnny has the heart then who knew what he had done with it. No one was stupid enough to give it to Ahmed, right? Jane watched Donovan and Logan, a little surprised and lost at what the plan was now. Johnny was still back in Egypt, probably.
“Can you find out where Johnny is? We can’t do anything without the heart.” She murmured and got up, heading to go and wash her face in the bathroom free of the makeup that had ran in the rain.
She was at least warm thanks to Logan’s jacket around her shoulders and she dried her face, pulling her hair into a braid. It was only a few minutes but before she could react, something came crashing through the wall of the bathroom and Jane staggered backwards, waiting for the dust to settle and seeing Ahmed standing there.
“Oh god.” Jane whispered as she got to her feet, using the moment Ahmed took to dust himself off to get out the bathroom,
“Time to go.” She said to Saiorse and Logan.
“This guy doesn’t quit.” She murmured and left the case on the table so Ahmed would hopefully realise it was empty and that they didn’t have it.
“I booked us on a flight in an hour.” Saiorse said, looking to Logan,
“Unless Johnny isn’t in Egypt?” She said as they rushed out of the building and into the rain. There was a horrible scream of anger behind and Jane figured Ahmed had just realised the case was empty. That wasn’t good, she looked to Logan and Saiorse before they set off back to her apartment to at least grab their suitcases.
Logan was able to relax knowing that Donovan had no intentions of putting up a fight. Though honestly, he didn’t look like he was up to fighting at all. He handed him a napkin to help with the blood from the cut at his temple. Everything sounded so simple and yet Logan was sure it wasn’t going to be easy. It all sounded a bit crazy, putting curses on hearts and the whole underworld thing, but then again Logan and they had seen with their own eyes how real Ahmed’s rising had been. He was only getting stronger and they all knew that if he got his hands on the hear, he’d have no trouble bringing Isis back from the afterlife. Though, anyone and everyone could guess correctly that he would need to use Jane. She was the closest representation of Isis and she was her kin; it was only right to assume that Ahmed would have his eye on her. This meant, having to protect Jane as well as the heart. That would be hard, as Logan already could feel the confliction; he’d want to protect Jane if anything, but if Ahmed got his hands on the heart would it matter? They were at a disadvantage, but he wasn’t going to let it bring him down.
“Back to Egypt already?” he said playfully. It wasn’t much of an issue to him, so far, his time hadn’t been that great and he would trade in the rain for a bit of sun any day. They would all need to get some rest though, Logan felt like he could barely sand and had taken a seat to finally relax his aching joints. Saoirse had found a television from somewhere and turned it to the news where images of soldiers patrolling the streets were shown. His stomach turned then, were his parents safe?
Logan wanted more than anything to leave at that second, but it seemed there was a hitch in their plans.
“Well just hold on for a second,” Donovan said. He looked toward the crew who were anxious and rightfully so with what was going on. “I don’t have the heart.” Logan looked at the gold case and back to Donovan.
“What do you mean? It’s right there.”
“No, that is just a case – which I presume you stole from my office.” Logan used the case as a distraction, grabbing it.
“So, you’re telling me this is empty? Why?”
“Well – a week or so ago a boy named Johnny came by and told me some kids would be touring the tombs. I thought nothing of it until he called me again and told me some crazy story about Ahmed rising. Now, I didn’t believe it of course, but some part of me just wanted to cover my basses so I planned to hide in somewhere secure. . . “
“But . . . when I got home the door had been unlocked. My office was in shambles and well – “
“So, you’re saying you don’t have the heart?” Logan asked in shock. If he didn’t have the heart, then who did and what were there intentions? Logan was just as confused to hear that someone he considered a friend was working this behind his back it seemed.
Jane eyed Logan over when he mentioned a next time and opened her mouth to stammer our some sort of embarrassed protest but the door opener and she looked over, she wasn’t sure she could take another fight or running again after everything that had happened already. She sighed out softly when she realised it was Donovan. She relaxed a little when he ensured he wasn’t there for trouble. Jane ran a hand through her hair and watched Donovan,
“We need to figure out how to stop Ahmed before he raises up the dead and brings his own army to take over Egypt.” Egypt would just be the first, no doubt.
“Take the heart back to Egypt. Put a curse on it.” Donovan said with a shrug, he really did look beat up and Saiorse groaned,
“We just came from Egypt.” She explained and Jane figured it wasn’t a bad idea,
“If we can put the heart back to the underworld with a curse it would stop Ahmed from ever fully coming back. He couldn’t bring Isis back either.” She wasn’t so sure how right she was on this matter and she knew they were just taking chances and hoping they paid off.
“If he hasn’t already risen Isis.” Donovan pointed out.
“But he’ll need a vessel. Isis’ body is too badly done reserved, she’s literally a skeleton.” Donovan pointed out,
“He’ll want to use some poor girls body as a vessel for her spirit, probably. That’s the rules.” He said and Jane glanced to Logan,
“Right.” She murmured quietly and Saiorse was already looking for flights, Jane didn’t think any of them were up to travelling right away. She checked her phone and eyed the news, putting it on the television. Egypt had fallen into darkness and apparently mummified soldiers patrolled the streets, hunting and Jane looked to the other two.
“We should go now.”
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