This story is a little different. Basically, everyone's in Egypt. I'm not sure what period of time, its just really long ago..
I know the characters names aren't Egyptian, but bear with me. Unless you want me to go and change Edward's name, making him seem less sexy. :)
Disclaimer: I don't own twilight. And I'm not the ruler of Egypt.
WHIPP!
"Walk faster!" one of the slave drivers yelled as he whipped me. I flinched. I was given the task of pushing a large boulder from the river to the new pyramid we were building. It was currently noon, and the sun was at its highest. Sweat was continuously dripping from my hair and my tongue was absolutely dry.
I looked around and saw more slaves, getting whipped as they did the jobs they were appointed to do. Here in Egypt, there is no freedom. All you are taught to know is that you work to stay alive and that you are to worship the king and queen of Egypt.
Our king, The Great Jacob, had tan skin with slick black hair. He had a lot of muscles, but not as much as Emmett. King Jacob could have anything he asked for. Anything at his whim in the snap of a finger.
Our queen, Queen Isabella is a mystery - no one has ever seen her face, besides those who work in the castle. She is said to be too beautiful to be seen by us slaves for it is said that her beauty was more than those of the goddesses. They say that her skin is so white, it almost seems like she's glowing.
Many people have said that she was the better reincarnation of Hathor; the goddess of beauty, music and love. They say that her voice is like the sound of a thousand angels' combined into one, and she had the gift to love all living things unconditionally.
Emmett and Jasper work as her body guards while Alice and Rosalie are her personal slaves. They told me that she teats everyone as her equal, much to her husband's dismay.
WHIP!
"Faster, you idiot! Don't just stand there." roared the man again. This brought me out of my reverie and I continued to push the massive boulder.
The rest of the day, I was whipped multiple times - two of which started bleeding. But I was now used to the pain, so it wasn't so bad. Finally, when the sky began to grow dark, all the slaves were allowed to return to their homes. I lived in a home with a couple named Carlisle and Esme, who cure sick people, and Emmett, Jasper, Alice and Rosalie.
Unfortunately, I was the only one in the house without a mate. Esme said I needn't worry and that I'd find her when the time comes. When I arrived back, everyone had already arrived.
"Hey," I greeted weakly to the six other people in the room. Yes, our 'home' consisted of a fairly large room where haystack was gathered to make a bed.
"Hey, Edward. Guess what?" Emmett asked me with excitement dancing in his eyes.
"What?" I said with no enthusiasm at all. I was too tired to be happy or excited right now. I couldn't even fake it!
"Mike was fired from guarding the Queen because he seemed to stare at her too much with lustful eyes. So now, there's an opening. I can always suggest yours," Emmett persuaded.
"Really?" I immediately perked up.
Emmett grinned and nodded. I'd never thought I'd work in the palace. They allowed you to take baths there with soap so that you wouldn't dirty the Queen - whom I'd be able to see for the first time. I smiled.
"You'll really like it. The Queen is very generous. She persuaded Emmett and I to take some of the food from her lunch which she offered to us," Jasper added.
"Yeah, and she doesn't treat us like slaves. She's actually against the whole idea of having slavery in Egypt. If it not for her husband, we'd be a free country!" Alice pipped.
"So... is that a yes?" Rosalie asked.
I nodded and Emmett slapped Jasper a hi-5. Emmett turned to me. "You start tomorrow,"
"Thanks," I was entirely grateful I had such good friends. My life would be miserable without them.
I wonder if she really is as good as they say? I guess I'll have to find out tomorrow.
Okay. That's it! Tell me what you think about this story? I won't be updating this story much until I finish 'Is This Love?' but I will try from time to time.
Review and tell me what you think. Does it suck? If it does, constructive criticism is always welcome.
-Sabrina-
