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Author's Note: This is my first time posting any fics up on the internet so please read and review (all comments are welcome-I intend to hone in on my craft and waste my nights typing away at my computer *clears throat* I mean become a better writer for the sake of the fanfic community *right hand raised in the air, left hand placed on a stack of doujins*). Since I am very new at this, I welcome any advice anyone has to give. I intend on publishing more chapters to allow this story unfold, but if no one tells me how good/bad/awkward my writing is, then how will I know what direction to go in and what improvements to make? *sighs* And now I've managed to waste even more of your time, so please enjoy before I ramble on carelessly.
Guardians of the Gods
Chapter 1
Not a Game Anymore
Ancient Egypt, 5000 years ago
The cool moonlight illuminated the vast expanse that was the land of the Pharaoh. High Priestess Isis sat at a window in her bedchamber looking out preparing to retire for the night. The sea washed up on the shore of the beach down below and created a rhythmic cadence reminiscent of a lullaby. The estate was quiet for the most part, save the sound of moving sand and slight breezes sweeping through the palms in her courtyard.
The intense color of her eyes rivaled the night sky and the large, brilliant moon that sat cradled in the blanket of stars. She watched the magical creatures she summoned that day finish the tasks she assigned them. Once each one was finished, they disappeared in a murky fog of smoke awaiting their mistress' call once more when the new day began.
Her eyes were heavy, anticipating sleep. Isis fought to keep her lids open until every light had been extinguished from the windows in her home. That signaled everyone and everything was asleep or dormant, and that she could rest herself. A warm breeze blew in from the window and combed through Isis' long dark locks, playfully tossing them around her head. She breathed in the night air deeply and exhaled slowly as one of her soft hands briefly touched her sennen tauk, in gratitude to all the shadow beings who obeyed her commands. Isis only used that power of her necklace for minuscule matters such as expedient help around her house or in extreme cases, for protection. She only had command of a few creatures, most of them being creatures of the light(1).
She felt the pull of the necklace when her fingers grazed its surface and gave into the oncoming vision. Her eyes became bright and the necklace began to give off its ethereal glow. She shivered at the tingling sensation originating in her fingers; it washed over her body and ended down at her toes. Her bedchamber began to fade away as the apparition was rooting itself in her vision.
But before her eyes could behold the future, her necklace was trying to desperately illustrate to her, the High Priestess felt as if she were falling in an abyss, losing her grip on the necklace's power.
She blinked her eyes, sitting once again in front of the window, the sound of a soft moan behind her. Isis smiled inwardly, as she recognized the distraction coming from her fellow Priest and lover, Set.
He rolled over on the bed and settled back into sleep, his chestnut hair unruly from moving in his slumber.
So you are what pulled me from my vision. Isis thought to herself. She left her window and sat on the edge of the bed hoping not to wake the brunette. She briefly caught a glimpse of his sennen rod resting on the table beside them.
Isis was often pulled from a vision if she had not been completely immersed in it before some distraction weakened the link between her and the necklace's power. Once she was fully experiencing a vision, no one could break her from it, but the journey to witness the future took so much effort and energy to keep strong. Isis was honest with herself, she was never completely focused nor ready for a vision whenever Set came to visit her. She did not know if the power of the sennen rod clashed with her own power when in close enough proximity or if it was the doing his own that rendered her incapable of centering her magic.
Either way, the Priestess watched her lover breathe as if he were content with lying in her bed, resting in the afterglow of his 'visit'.
Isis too wanted to sleep, but since they were at her home, she would be the last to do so, until she deemed the whole day's chores and tasks handled satisfactorily. She could not help that she was awake for another reason. She did not give her disrupted vision another thought, for she knew if it were important enough, it would come back to her through the necklace.
"What troubles you Isis?" Set opened an eye and startled the tan-skinned, young woman with his husky, sleep-laden voice.
"I apologize, thought you were asleep," Isis smiled slightly before climbing under her covers.
"I have been awake this whole time," the Priest lied with a smirk, only having been conscious the moment he felt her weight on the bed. He turned towards her under the blankets resting on his weight on his arm, his chin in his hand.
He waited for a response.
Isis eyed his bare chest, and followed the toned muscles of his arms up to his shoulders, traced from his neck all the way up to the azure eyes devouring her in their gaze.
"A vision came to me, but I did not finish it," she said softly.
"Hmm, I wonder why?" The Priest raised an eyebrow in false contemplation.
"Maybe," Set moved on top of Isis and spread her thighs with his knee. He bent down to leave a trail of kisses on her neck and slowly moved down her modest, cotton nightgown. He kissed as much bare flesh as he could before he was stopped by the material. He looked up at Isis and she narrowed her eyes shooting him glare before he continued. "Maybe, you were distracted," he said matter-of-factly as he slid the gown down her shoulders and then pulled the clothing up around her hips, too lazy to completely remove the garment himself.
"I was not distracted Set," Isis said firmly, vowing not to be caught up in the game the brunette often played.
"Hmm, I do not think that is the case High Priestess," he paused to rub the already wet, silky folds between her legs.
Isis moaned slightly. Set arrogantly smirked, covering his fingers in Isis 'defeat'.
She was the highly respected, self-composed Priestess to the Pharaoh and a Guardian to the Gods Ra-damn it, and her superiors would all but die from seeing her now. She could not remember how many times she caught herself daydreaming of Set when she was supposed to be paying tribute to the Gods in the temple, or attending to the Pharaoh's request. It was certainly a lost cause if Set was in the same room with her, for the instant he caught her eye he would give her the most lust-filled gaze or pantomime thrusting into her when no one else was looking. Her blushes were always so complicated to explain anyone who happened to witness the reddening of her face. And the corners of Set's mouth would always curl up in victory when he managed to throw her off her guard, especially if those actions ended up in ventures like tonight's.
She bit her lip to stop the moans that were threatening to leave her lips and the expressions of pleasure that wanted to show on her face.
Set saw her attempt, and not pleased with her holding back, leaned in to kiss and free her lips from the torture she caused them. He demanded entrance to taste her and take her tongue in playful banter. Isis hesitantly complied and opened her mouth only a little, but Set forced his tongue inside her mouth to explore.
Isis sneaked her arms around his neck and threaded her fingers through his hair, mentally cursing herself for falling prey to his urgent need and intense ministrations. She moaned into their kiss as she felt Set press his caged, growing erection between her legs. Isis gave up resisting her lover, and instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. With them, she pulled him even closer to her body. Isis could feel the heat increasing between both of their bodies and wanted the High Priest to cease teasing her and give her what they both desperately craved.
Set's hand wandered from playing with her nipples to firmly grabbing one of her round buttocks and giving it a tight squeeze. Set knew Isis would never admit it, but that always sparked a flame in her passion. His mouth soon succeeded his hand and began licking and sucking on her nipples. He bit the hardened nub ever so slightly and heard Isis inhale sharply. He did it once more and this time elicited a sharp, lusty cry from her mouth.
"What a distracted, little Priestess I have wrapped around me," Set said in a deep, husky tone. He took in the sight of Isis shaking with pleasure. Her hair splayed out around her head like a halo, a slight blush on her cheeks. There were tiny drops of sweat over her forehead and her breasts rose and fell rapidly as she breathed. It took most of his control not to just rip off their remaining clothes and pound mercilessly into the angel glowing in heat below him.
Set ground his pelvis into her, earning another moan from deep in her throat before removing the thin cloth around his waist.
Suddenly, Set stopped and shot out of the bed looking out the window. He raised one hand behind him and the sennen rod quickly flew into it. It began to glow and vibrate as Set expertly pointed towards the opposite direction in the room.
"Set, wha-," Isis said quickly pulling her nightgown back up and around her shoulders. She leaned to get out of bed, but Set motioned for her to stop. She threw him the cotton garment he had just removed instead and watched the sennen rod. Set stepped into the cotton wrapping and secured it to his waist.
From the golden rod, ribbons of light danced along the floor in the corner of the room and murky wisps of smoke appeared summoning a creature. Once the cloud disappeared, a creature with stunning wings kneeled, bowing before his master. The creature's arm was placed across his chest, the hand clutched in a fist, awaiting his master's command.
"Archlord Zerato(2), stand and obey your master, go an-," Set stopped mid word when there was a loud screeching howl heard throughout the estate. He saw parts of the buildings and courtyard below darken in shadow as a predator flew in the skies. But before he could look up, the massive creature dove down straight into Isis' bedchamber.
With a deafening explosion, clay and rubble flew in all directions as the creature crashed down the roof and perched itself on the edge, hissing at the magical creature the High Priest summoned. Isis and Set both shielded their heads from the incoming debris and wind generated by the thunderous landing.
Isis was frozen in fear as her eyes beheld the colossal serpent with wings. Around it, blue light irradiated and shined off its razor sharp incisors, its scales vibrated with magic, and its wings covered the entire space of the room. It roared with a guttural resonance sending waves of water from its unhinged mouth and onto everything in the room. The sea serpent crawled slowly, stalking its prey. Its massive claws wrenched holes the size of chariot wheels in the floor beneath it. The serpent's dark, piercing eyes looked from victim to victim, and after glancing back and forth between Set and his summoned creature immediately swung around to claw and bite at its magical foe.
Set immediately raced towards Isis, scooped her in his arms ran down her stairs to the closest exit of the building. He could hear the fight ensuing behind him and tried to put as much distance between it and Isis and himself. He sent a mental thought to the creature he summoned and instantly the two beasts were airborne, clashing in the skies.
Isis finally snapped herself out of shock and raised her hand to her necklace.
"NO, Isis don't!" Set said breathless, stopping at the stone gates to Isis' home.
She pushed the gates open and pulled Set to the other side of them before they closed once more.
"I do not want that thing to sense you through the shadow magic," Set panted. "It will teleport through the Shadow Realm and take you with it."
Isis nodded in acknowledgment and began running with Set towards the Pharaoh's palace.
What in Ra's name was that?! Set wondered, wanting to warn the Pharaoh's guard of Isis' intruder. Only the Pharaoh and his personal aides could access that kind of magic from the Shadow Realm, and the signature of the magic used on that serpent was not familiar to him. It didn't have a signature, it didn't have a master, Set realized.
Both the High Priest and Priestess heard the roar of the monster again and were engulfed in the shadow it cast high in the sky. Set looked up and saw his creature restraining the monster from descending onto to them. But before he could summon more help, the creature roared again and shot an attack down below onto the two Guardians.
Isis' eyes lit up again as her sennen tauk glowed in the night. She began raising her arms to the sky to prepare a counter attack. Stones and rubble levitated around her as she focused all of her energy and power into her necklace. The ground shook violently from the great sweeps the winged-serpent made with its enormous appendages and the imbalance between the energy Isis put in her necklace, and the amplified power it exuded. Powerful winds threatened to knock both of them off their feet and instead blew everything else up in a constant flurry.
Set braced himself against the ground and covered his head, knowing what Isis had resorted to conjuring.
Breathlessly, she called out to the monster stalking above, "The Dragon Dwelling in the Deep-"
In that same moment, all noise ceased to be audible, the ground stood perfectly still, the sea waves paused in their path, and everything in the air was rendered still and immovable.
They were the last words heard before darkness engulfed them and consciousness abandoned them.
Thank you all for reading, and please review (even if you have criticisms, they are all appreciated)
(1) I mention in the story about creatures of the light, I am referring to the attribute of the creature itself. In the story all the creatures are summoned from the Shadow Realm, but the Shadow Realm has a very bad connotation connected to it, especially from the anime and manga. So I am trying to give the Shadow Realm a more neutral appearance as a place where magical creatures are held (and other things) rather than a hell where bad people and bad monsters are.
(2) If you Google image search Archlord Zerato, or any other card names I mention, you find a nice picture explaining everything. I am using the card names as the name of the actual creature that appears in my fic (it will be the monster shown on the card).
