Blurb: "Who are you? And why'd you need a sword?" Sadie asked, drawing her staff.
He looked into her eyes, and seemed to see her soul, rather than her sapphire blue eyes, "I could ask the same to you," He scowled darkly, Then cocked his head "But why'd YOU need a stick?"
When the two worlds of gods, clash, Sadie Kane and her brother Carter, meet the boy with the black blade.
"-The dead were buried west of the river. It was considered bad luck, even dangerous to live there. The tradition is still among...our people."
"Our people?" I asked, but Sadie muscled in with another quistion.
"So you can't live in Manhattan?" She asked.
Amos's brow furrowed as he looked across at the empire state building. "Manhatten has other problems. Other gods. It's best we stay separate."
"Other WHAT?" Sadie demanded.
"Nothing."
Sadie awoke, to find her ivory head-rest had toppled down. She was half in her bed, and half out.
"Uuh!" She groaned, a wandering Ba was one problem, one that wanders to the past is another.
Sadie moaned as she dragged herself down to the breakfast table, Sadie moaned as she slouched into her chair at the head part of the table. With her luck, she probably looked like a lazy king Arthur with her magical knights of the rectangular table, or worse, she looked like Merlin!
"I don't have a beard." She muttered tiredly.
"What?" Asked Cater.
"I'm snoozy."
"You mean sleepy?" Carter corrected.
"Wha' ever." Sadie grumbled, taking a sip of tea, ignoring how cold it was after waiting an extra hour for her to come down.
"Amos, I think you've been hiding something from us?" Sadie said, quite seriously. Carter looked at her in surprise, amazed that she'd been so...formal.
As soon as Sadie described her far-fetched seeming dream, way-ward glances were thrown at her and Amos.
"I feared this day would come soon." He sighed. "It is the truth." Gasps echoed through the large room, even Philip did a little shake of the head.
"You see," Amos continued, " the Greek gods were the first ever gods, but when a threat disturbed them they moved to Egypt, Athena became Bast, Dionysus became Osiris, Zeus became an aspect of Ra, ect. Each couple of centuries, the gods choose to move, like our gods are between England and America, the greek gods are at Manhattan." He frowned, "The reason I'm telling you all this at once, is because their becoming a raising threat. These gods have had children, called demigods, half mortal, half god. The egyptian gods have always needed powerful hosts -as Bast once explained to you. The demigods are VERY powerful, so powerful, that the amount of power in their bodies when their being hosted, gets corrupted, THEY become corrupted. Say a child of Poseidon, the sea-god, was being hosted, he may become desperate to drown himself, or a child of Athena, the goddess of wisdom, she could find herself believing she is the most smart, that she knows all, and may become possessed to commit suicide, to keep her knowledge to herself." Amos shook his head sadly, lke he knew one of the victims.
Many shuddered at this knowledge, imagining their own powers turned against them. Poor Felix imagined a flock of penguins trying to kill him.
"And so, " Amos continued, "the Greek gods have become vengeful, they are even more powerful than the egyptian gods! Sadly this means war could begin, if our gods don't remain with weak hosts."
"Amos, " Sadie began, "They couldn't be more powerful than Aphophis...could they."
Amos looked at her with fearful eyes, and Sadie knew, yes, they could be.
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