(Horus's POV)
"Horus where the hell did you go?" I hear Sekhmet speaks in my mind, but I chose to ignore her.
"Horus I know you can hear me." She says again.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"Where did you run off to? You just upped and vanished?" She asked.
"Last I checked, Sekhmet, I don't answer to you, or have to tell you what I'm doing." I tell her irritated that she's in my business.
"What's got your godly panties in a twist? If you don't want to talk then fine." She said her presence leaving my mind.
Finally peace and quiet. I thought.
"Well what do I owe the honor of having the king of the heavens gracing me with his presence?" I hear a voice in the shadows say.
So much for peace and quiet. I think.
"What do you want, Anubis? And I'm not King yet. But I guess you could consider yourself lucky I'm here." I smirk.
"Haha please tell me you'll keep this humor, once you're crowned. Gods knows it's been a long time since we had a King like you." He laughs stepping out the shadows.
"I assume you just didn't come all this way just to see me." Anubis states already knowing the question.
"No I haven't. Is my father busy?" I asked.
"Nope you're just in luck. He's just finished with a trail, come on." He said leading the way.
"So I've been hearing some troubling things from the spirits lately. Are they true?" Anubis questions me, breaking the silence.
"Depends on what you've been hearing." I said, acting like I don't know what he means.
"Don't play games with me, Horus. You know what I'm talking about." He growls at me.
"Yes, they're true. But that's about it. Honestly, I'm starting to believe they're just rumors." I sighed.
"Do you really believe that? Or do you just keep telling yourself that?" He asked.
Which I don't answer, and he doesn't say anything more leaving me to my thoughts.
"We're here." He said after a while standing in front a giant black door. "Just so you know, my friend. I still look more badass in my true form." He smirks turning into his true form with a head of a jackal, and wearing a Egyptian kilt.
"Heh, yeah right." I laugh, also turning into my true form. With the head of a hawk and wearing full Egyptian battle armor. Both of us turning into our human form. Anubis with short black hair, onyx eyes and pale white skin. The only thing we had in common was our black hair, but mine was longer and wild, my eyes were dark green if they weren't gold and silver, and I had a good skin tone going.
"Well I guess you win this time." He said before disappearing into the darkness.
Until next time. I thought before entering my father's throne room.
"What do I owe the honor, of having my son visit?" I hear my father ask.
"Hello father." I respond not bowing to him.
"You do not bow? Good, you will make a fine King." My father said with a slight nod. "Now to why you're here." He continued.
"Of course, father." I begin while looking at him, and taking in his new form. Pale blue skin, black eyes that see into your ever soul, wearing his crown and white linen with the frail and crook. Laying in lap. Always seeing my father this way angered me, because he could hardly leave the underworld. He went from King of the gods . . . to King of the dead, all thanks to my bastard uncle Set. I thought shacking in anger.
"Horus." He speaks in a commanding tone, breaking me from my thoughts. The look in his eyes meant he knew, what I was thinking.
"Forgive me, father. As I was about to say, I've come to see if there has been any trouble here. A few of the other gods have claimed that demons and other ancient creatures have been popping up out of nowhere . . . creatures that are older than the gods." I tell him.
"There has been trouble here, and I'm doing all in my power, to keep some of the spirits from entering the world above. Anubis has been working overtime, finding the ones that do escape and bringing them back." He answered.
"Do you think it has anything to do with that?" I asked
"Possibly, but I'm not entirely positive. If it is, then you have a lot of work ahead of you. Especially since you'll be taking the throne." He responded.
"Most of the gods still follow him." I tell him bitterly. "Which I don't understand. Ra's outlived his usefulness, and proved how much of a coward he was when he abandoned the throne." I continued.
"Don't underestimate his power, boy. He's also as old as these ancient beasts, and knows more about them than us." My father said, before a ghostly servant appeared to whisper in his ear.
"I'm afraid it is time for you to leave. I must prepare for the next trials." He said.
"Of course, father. Until we meet again." I said flashing back to the heavens.
(Isis POV)
"Damn, Sally, where the hell do you put all that liquor?" The bartender asked.
"What can I say, Tim. I'm just a stone cold bitch." I laugh.
"She gets the stone called part from me." I hear a voice say that stops my heart dead.
"Osir - I mean Paul. I'm glad you could make it, baby." I said happy to see him.
"This your boyfriend, Sally?" Tim asked.
"Nope, this is my husband." I said running my hand through his salt and pepper hair.
"Nice to meet you." Tim says before heading off to serve someone else.
"So why did you want to meet here. Especially so close that those pathetic excuse for gods can sense our presence?" He asked.
"I hear this is the best bar in Washington, plus they won't be able to sense our presence . . . unless we plan on having too much fun." I whispered seductively in his ear, causing him to shiver but smirk nonetheless.
"We will later. I really need to relieve some built up stress, but before we do. I want to talk to you about our son." He said getting serious.
"I had a feeling he went to see you. What did you two talk about?" I asked.
"We were talking about the increase of demons that's been happening. He believes like I do, that it has something to do with the demons showing up." He said.
Like father, like son. I thought smiling to myself.
"There's something more, isn't there." I press on.
"He'll be a good King no doubt. But I think it's time he knew what truly happened to Ra. He probably believes you're the reason Ra left, and because of that he considers him a coward." He sighs.
"Can you blame him? We never even tried to correct those stories. But I'll tell him as soon as I can, I'll even have Bast there to confirm the truth." I said agreeing with him.
"Good." He said getting up, and pulling me with him. Now about that stress relief." He smirks, making me giggle with a light shade of pink covering my cheeks.
This is going to be a long night. I thought happily.
