Prologue
6:13 am
Archaeology Site
Saudi Arabia
It was a hot day at the site. As it was, the team archaeologists continued to dig that deep square hole in the desert. Suddenly, a native working on the team cried out in rapid Arabic. The two American scientists rushed over to the hole. Many hands and many hours it took to uncover the artifact, a stone covered in ancient inscriptions. Finally, as the sun began to set, the crane lifted the heavy stone out of the hole.
As it was being lowered, the two Americans assisted to the stones slow but safe descent. All of a sudden, the rope snapped. Overcome by the sheer weight of the stone, the scientists dropped it to their feet. On impact, the artifact emitted a burst of blinding light tinted with orange, blinding the team of many a second though it like hours. As the light faded, they stare in awed silence, covered in dirt blown on them during the explosion. Recovering quickly, the female scientist gave a succession of orders in Arabic while her husband contemplated silently. Soon the team and the discovery left site.
As the moon rose over the desert, a girl of eighteen stirred. She glanced around, discovering she had fallen in the hole at the site during the explosion. Finding no serious injury, the girl drew out her flashlight she observed her holding. The walls were covered with ancient writings, similar to the runes on the stone. Reading the inscriptions, the girl was filled with fear, dread, and painful sorrow. Tears creating tracks on her dirt-stained face, she fell to her knees. Drawing out her knife, she slit her forearm from wrist to elbow. Lifting her face, the girl-turned-woman called out to her gods:
"Oh my Gods whom I serve, on this blood I vow that, with my own right hand, I shall halt the return of Kur. Even if it means killing the child of Doc and Drew Saturday!"