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Prologue

The vampiric resurrection

For 5,000 years—the evil queen waited in the depths of Hell, plotting her return and bring the forces of darkness and destruction upon the earth.

During that time, waiting for the right time—her army was formed with endless legions of undead and creatures of the night. Legions of mummified serpents (king winged cobras, black mambas), Jackals and vampires—waiting in the pits of darkness, and while throughout the centuries—snatching one stray animal or a lost soul that crossed their path and gorged themselves in flesh and blood.

...In the sacrificial chamber...

A large black jackal walked in the chamber, dragging in behind him a young youthful woman—he just recently snatched from the surface. Releasing her ankle, allowing the girl to fall on the stone cold floor, then stepped aside—allowing the priests, to remove the woman's original clothing and then dressed her in a fresh white robe.

Preparing her as an offering with nine others, that waited in a stone cell—where they were binded in chains and gagged.

"Is everything ready?" Imhotep asked. "Four virginal women in the cell waiting and the other eight are been prepared as we speak, my lord." General Cordos answered. "Good—good. Bring them in." Priest Imhotep commanded.

The jackal bowed as he stepped back and left the chamber. "Call for the queen's concubine's." He lowly ordered. "As you wish, my lord." One lower priest said, bowing and stepped back then sought the vampiric consorts.

...In the dungeons...

Eight frightened youthful women, huddled together in the dungeon cell—as the door opened and a shadowed figure stepped inside, standing the door opening. He glared the women with his deep crimson blood stare and smiled, slightly baring his teeth.

Stepping back, allowing the serpents to slither inside and seized each prisoner. All was upheld, except one—she studies her opponent properly and tried to escape. This spitfire brunette thought to throw her head back, hopefully to head butt the serpent's face—she failed. The serpent chuckled, saying. "Nice try, love."

Turned and slightly glared over her shoulder and whispery replied. "Nice try this." Throwing her elbow into his ribs, her attempt defence also failed—then she realised it was not a good idea as she experienced her elbow's throbbing agony. The serpent chuckled again, whispery hissed. "Like I said—Nice try love."

"Enough!Quit playing with the prisoners—you will have plenty for that later." General Cordos assured, evilly. The goliath sized serpent, evilly grinned and nodded—tightening his grip around the brunette's arms. She continued attempt to break free, only to receive more bruises on her limbs as she was taken to the sacrificial chamber.

...back in the sacrificial chamber...

Imhotep and his priest's waited in their newly clean robes with six hungry, anxious vampiric maidens—holding a crown, breastplate, rings and a white attire robe.

The serpents forcibly pushed the women towards the circular stone well, positioning them in each arc of the circle—forcibly pushing them down on their backs, chaining their wrists and ankles. The brunette haired college student, continued to struggle but only received a slug across her face, splitting her lower lip. The other seven women laid on their sacrificial stone tables, sobering and whimpered.

"Be still—it is quicker that way if you remain still." One priest suggest, softly. The brunette college student, spat in the priest's face—he closed his eyes and wiped the salvia away from his cheek. "That will be your last." He stated, walking away. She continued to break free, grunting and gritted her teeth as the priest prepared the ritual. "Wait!" the high priest spoke, glaring the spitfire spirited brunette.

"Choose one as a replacement—this brunette is too good for sacrifice, she'd make the perfect concubine for the queen. Chain her with the others." Imhotep demanded.

Removing the chained binds, forcibly lifted her up from the stone sacrificial table and dragged her to the cell—in the next room. As they took her away and chose another to be in her place—gazed into the eyes of a hysterically frightened woman as they were dragged past eachother, closed her eyes as a single tear fell and she continued attempting to break free and fight back. Slugged hard—placed on conscious as she was dragged in the room and chained. While for the other poor soul, the gentle auburn haired young woman—she was forcibly laid down on the table and chained, unable to escape as the evil ritual finally began.

Praying and chanting recited as the priest's stood around the women, holding their daggers. Then as they were walking down, beside them and completed the prayers and chants.

Viciously grabbed by their hair, forcibly held down as they slit each girl's throats—bleeding each one of their blood. Choking on their blood, and gasped for air as the warm fresh blood flow from their throats and down to the sub-depth well, beneath them.

Draining the blood from the women til the very last drop—then the priest's began chanting again, with the powers taken from the book of the dead to resurrect their queen. The blood bubbled slightly and swirled then finally—a feminine figure rose up through the pool of blood, taken from the victims to aid this evil ritualistic resurrection.

Leaning her head back and inhaled deeply, exhaled harshly as almost growling then opened her eyes. Walking to the steps and out of the sub-depth well—holding her arms out as she was draped with temporary robe then taken immediately to the bath house.

Silence filled the chamber as those watched the vampiric queen, leaving the ritual chamber.

"Dispose those." Imhotep ordered. "As you command, my lord." General Cordos answered.

...In her private chambers...

Meanwhile—beautiful, youthful and most disturbingly very, very hungry—after been dead for so long through the ages and waited for the time to finally return has given her quite of appetite that was needed to be famished.

Standing with her arms out while been dried, dressed in her white attire gown then have her breastplate dressed on her chest with the rings slipped upon her long fingers and finally—her crown placed on her head. "Mmm—" She humed and inhaled in then softly sighed. "I live and very hungry." Queen Kauket sinisterly and sensationally growled.

Ten virginal youthful females were brought before their queen, chained and gagged—unable to scream or escape. Evilly smugly grinned at her bounded prey, as she couldn't wait no longer to feast upon the squirming frighten whelps.

Raised one hand and waved, requested to be left alone so she may dine in peace. The prisoners continued to squirm in their chained binds and whimper as the queen slowly approached them. Placing a single finger against her lips, signalling silence—evilly desired to sink her teeth in each throat.

Circling around her prey for a second then she chose the first two most attractive and easy to control. Slowly knelt down, gently caressed the young girl's cheek—showing pretence of kindness, manipulating her judgement. Gazing into her deep blue eyes, softly smiled and untied the gag from her mouth, unchained their hands and legs then did the same for the other girl, sitting beside her. She held her hands, offering to help them to their feet. Both girls accepted and stood while she hypnotised their senses, so they would not know the difference from manipulation and seduction.

Kauket caressed her first victim's cheek, leaned in slowly and kissed her lips—softly and tenderly. Then reached for the other, draping her hand around the second victim's waist as she nuzzled into her neck and sinking the sharp vampiric teeth, drinking her blood—as the waiting eight girls watched.

Unknowing that it is only a matter of time, their turn will be Next. Removing her hand, allowing the lifeless body to fall then greedily gorged on the blood of the other—still hypnotised.

Muffled screams, escaped the gagged mouths of the scared women—still chained, sitting or laying on the floor around them. Kauket leaned her head back, inhaled deeply and ran her tongue along her lips, licking the excess blood escaping her mouth. Gazing over her shoulder, desirably smugly smirked and dropped the second lifeless body to the floor. Turned around and slowly circled another girl like a scavenging vulture, waiting to feast on a half eaten carcass.

Starting from the toes, up towards the lower torso then up to the necks and finally glared into their frightened wet faces and enjoyed listening to their whines and whimpers. Glaring evilly from the corner of her eye as she stood beside one girl and began her seduction, tempting her victim would accept her offering. The evil queen drew closer and stared into their eyes, further manipulating her victim's senses of control.

Unable to move, fight back or run away has made these poor young girls wonder if they will ever get out of the hell they are in, alive and unharmed.

Kauket raised one hand and gently stroke the hair and cheek of the dark brunette before leaning in to seduce the young girl. She softly kissed her victim before slowly going down to the neck, sinking her sharp vampiric teeth and began to drink the blood until there was no drop left then moved on to the mousy blonde young girl.

The screams of the other bounded girls enticed the queen more and gave her a sensation of an remorseless feeling and glare evilly towards her waiting victims; trying to free themselves and escape. Gorging herself in whatever flesh and blood of prisoners that have been taken from the streets of New York.

Moments later—Kauket's general walked in and saw the girl's bodies lying on the floor, lifeless and motionless. The demonic general called in two soldiers to take the bodies away and cage them with a victim each to feast upon until they turn. The queen was not any where to be seen—leaving the chambers and assumed to look in the throne room which he was correct.

Walking in the room, immediately knelt on one knee.

"General Cordos. Where is Tealana?" queen Kauket asked, licking the excess dripping of blood along one corner of her mouth.

"She is the dungeon as you requested, my queen." General Cordos answered

"Good—good. General, bring the prisoner to me, unscathed." Queen Kauket requested, smiling her evil smug as she sat in her throne. "Yes, my queen—Go to the dungeon and bring the prisoner to the queen." General Cordos answered, standing to his feet then ordered, immediately.

"And general." Queen Kauket called.

"Yes...you're highness." General Cordos answered.

"Bring some food for our guest, she must be famished and bring a clean attire also." Queen Kauket asked. "Of course...You're majesty. It will be done." General Cordos replied, bowing then slowly left her chambers.

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To be continued in chapter one...read and review

The queen is resurrected and has fed upon ten innocent young girls but also a special prize that no one knows that is missing.

What will mikey do when he realises that his wife is missing and learns who has her captive? What about neesa and their father? Do they suspect the imposters to be Tealana and Chayton? Will their suspicions prove right when the first mistake is made and unexplained, mysterious and continuous disappearing outings begin to take place? Especially when the animals begin to behave strangely and aggressively.

Will neesa and the others realise and suspect something before it is too late?

Until next time...tootles! !