It was pouring down from the sky for hours. It was in the middle of the night and not a soul to be seen, except for a young woman running down the road with a big bow in the hands. She was lightly dressed and her hair was soaked in water. The water splashed beneath her feet as she sought for a place to hide. Behind her men with bows, swords and shields ran after. They were fully armored and beneath the helmets you could see shiny red eyes.

The woman saw an alley and went straight for it. She took a left and ran into the darkness. She stopped and before her it was a big wall blocking her way. "Oh no." She breathed out faintly. She turned around and saw the armored men stand in the beginning of the alley. They ran towards her. The young woman readied her bow and aimed three arrows at the men running towards her. She shot all three of them and hit three men. They all fell to the ground, but more men ran towards her. She had no idea what to do. She closed her eyes.

Suddenly, a bright light came from below. The light formed a hole in the ground and out from the ground, a dog-beast on two legs rose. He waved his short staff towards the men running towards them. Beneath their feet rotting hands rose up and pulled the men down. The men screamed in fear. When they were gone the young woman stared at the dog. The beast turned around to look at the woman. "We are not safe yet." His voice were dark and mighty. They went out the alley and looked around before they walked down the road.

"Thank you for saving me..." She stopped for a second. "Sir?..."

He stopped her. "We are not alone." And before he could continue to talk, out of the darkness came men ready to strike. They were surrounded.

"Oh no!" The woman squealed out.

"Take my hand!" The dog demanded. She held her hand out, he grabbed it quickly and pulled them both down through the ground before the men struck.

They both fell down through a red sky before they landed on a skeleton eagle. The woman shut her eyes, she didn't dare to look. The skeleton eagle flew across the sky towards a golden palace. It was surrounded with a big green garden. The eagle landed in front of the palace.

The dog jumped off and so did the woman. He began to walk towards the big and open golden doors. "W-where are we?" The woman asked.

"In my domain. My palace. My home." He said.

"Who are you?" The woman asked as they entered his palace and into a gigantic white hall with golden pillars filled with Egyptian glyphs. The doors in front of them opened up and led into a gigantic room filled with gold, treasures, luxury, slaves, guards, statues, belly dancers and more. In the end of the room was a big throne made out of pure gold. "I... am..." He walked up to the throne and turned around to look at her. "Anubis!" The guards suddenly straightened up as the name echoed in the room. "God of the dead." He finished. "And you are Neith, weaver of fate. I've kept my eyes on you for a while, since they began to attack." He explained.

"Yes I am Neith. Can you tell me why we are being attacked?" She asked. He came down from his throne, he snapped his fingers and a slave came running to them with a crystal in his hands. He let go of it in mid air and the crystal ball floated. He left them immediately.

"Look." He said and they both stared into the ball. It showed different places in the world where gods were being attacked. "I do not know who is behind the attack, all I know is that it started eight days ago." He explained and glanced at Neith.

"This is terrible. What are we going to do?" She asked desperately.

"We need to find Geb, I think he might know something." He suggested and walked up to his throne and sat down. "But we should lay a bit low for now, we will leave tomorrow, I think you will need the rest."

Neith nodded. "Ok, tomorrow. And again, thank you for saving me."

"You are welcome Neith. If you need anything just ask the guards and they will help you. Do not leave the palace while you are here. I do not want you to get lost."

"As you wish." Neith left the room and began to explore the palace since she had nothing better to do.

(And as Neith explored the palace and Anubis sat at his throne thinking, the journey for all gods began.)