This idea has been following me for some time now, but I've never had the motivation to get it down on paper till now, and as this is my first fanfic I'm sure I'll make mistakes, but please bear with me. This is strictly an AU, and I do not own any characters or similarities to any person(s) living or fictional. The only exception is my OC, she is all mine and I shall do with her as I please. Forewarning: There will be mature content, foul language, possible shipping (slow build-review vote), trigger warnings, character deaths, possible mpreg (indecisive-review vote) and of course lots of drama and delicious character development. You'll notice I take inspiration from many different fictitious works/music/art/etc., and I will paying homage to those muses at the end of the book. Keep your eyes peeled for characters from completely different series! Crazy idea? Yes! But it will make sense why they're there, I promise. My book takes place after the original series ends, and the POV will be jumping rather frequently, so if i'm not making things clear enough please don't hesitate to comment/review. Enjoy the works of my overactive imagination! :)

Present Day ~Past Events~ 'Thoughts' "Mental Links"


The Resurrected Book 1

Prologue

~A small, cloaked figure ascended a dark winding staircase. The small triangular windows all along the tower walls shed little to no light from the outside. One slender hand held up a small ball of light-the other barely grazing the the marble banister. The many folds of her dress and cloak flowing about; the clicking of her heeled boots audible as she trotted up up and up to a set of large stained-glass doors. Underneath her hood ebony tendrils of hair tickled her face which she brushed away impatiently. Reaching the top, she extended her free hand, palm facing outward- and the doors burst open as if by an unseen force-before stepping out onto a magnificent balcony. Her stride carrying her to stand up against the ornate railing. Now out of the dark of the tower she released the ball of light and it faded to nothing. The air was still this night. Normally there would have been a slight breeze and make the night more pleasant. But not tonight…

The tower was one of the highest points in the realm. An onlooker could glimpse the vast region all the way around the balcony. Green valleys gave way to dense forests, onto rigid mountain terrain and finally to the barren hills of the South. Those endowed with flight had once said the realm shared a visage to a large island, or small water-locked country- but it was so much more. From here, she could see almost as far as the ocean, all of the land lit by the light of the moons. She focused her sight on the distant mountains, where a dark red glow emitted from the tallest mountain-a volcano. The dark behemoth of rock had a neverending lightning storm just around the top, which roiled and shone flashes across the mountain face. Apprehension slowly settled in her gut. 'That mountain has not been active in an age...Why now?' Her thoughts were interrupted as another being made his presence known on the balcony.

"Can you hear it?" A low smoky voice asked. She didn't turn as he came to stand a few feet behind her, his eyes trained on the ominous mountain top as well. Though he hadn't made a sound as he appeared from the tower stair, she knew who it was. His aura continuously held a calm brooding feel, as if even in his most relaxed state he was prepared for an attack. Her senses barely registered that his gait was weighed down by the armour he wore underneath his cloak. "I fear it's not just the mountain that has awoken."

When he said this her hearing perked up, and a lowly thrum could just barely be heard. A distant thrumming. Drums. She could hear a rhythmic beating of drums. Her apprehension gave way to a spurt of fear. Despite this, she kept her face free of emotion. A slew of unpleasant memories flashed across her mind and she took a slow breath and willed her heart to steady. Turning to her companion she spoke. Her mature commanding voice belied her small frame, "The mountain has been silent since before I came to be. For it to awaken now, when the realm is still in disarray, only proves my theory that bad fortune has always befallen me."

The warrior let out a disbelieving snort, "Cursed or not, your mission is not yet complete. There are four more *soliums to be filled. This takes precedence over what may or may not be happening in the East. Have you located the next sovereign?"

His Lady nodded slightly. Reaching into the folds of her cloak, she pulled out a small rectangular card. It was worn and faded-with the back a dark brown giving way to a black whirl in the center. The strange woman-or beast creature- who had given it to her during her travels to the other realm had spoken of a great leader who had saved the world time and time again, and if she sought one who was worthy of bearing any crown she would find him using the ancient text inscribed on the card. She held it up and gazed at the image imprinted into the card. "I believe I have, but it will not be an easy feat to bring him here. I'm going to need a few items. I'll leave instructions with Kisa."

"Shall I accompany you this time?" He asked, eyes flickering to the strange image on the card. She could sense his worry as his aura gave off a slight tremor. Justified really, as her last visit to another realm had led to some rather... catastrophic results.

"No. I need you here. There is unrest between the villages, and I trust only you to keep the peace till I return. This particular quest will be better off done with minimal contact and I don't plan on being away long. Have Kisa come to my chambers, I'll need her assistance packing for my journey, and pray there is no one foolish enough to intercede this time. I leave at first light." She dismissed him with a small jerk of her head.

He bowed his head in acknowledgement, and fisted a hand over his heart before turning and heading down the staircase to do her bidding. She looked towards the burning mountain again, swallowing a sigh and willing her fears away for the time being. She drew strength from the card that emanated a strange warmth in her hand. 'We need help now more than ever...Please let this go as planned.'

The card's image depicted a golden Sennen Eye standing out from an inverted limestone pyramid. The words inscribed on the bottom half of the card were in a language she had never seen or heard. No matter, she had a pretty good idea where she could get the inscription translated. If this was truly a good lead, she'd be one step closer to bringing peace to her homeland. The drumming continued in the distance. "We're running out of time."~

Far below the sands of Egypt lies

the Nameless King

Crowned in golden victory

Master of the Shadow games


*solium is Latin for seat or in this case throne

Not what you expected I'm sure, but I'm confident you'll find something to love about it. :) I love reviews and welcome any comments/questions. Updates will (hopefully) frequent!