Taylor didnt really believe much in God these days. Given the birth of the age of the Parahuman Era, barely anyone does -with the exception of some people like Haven. Her family did used to go to church back before...that time
Taylor stopped that train of thought. That part of her life was still too painful for her to reminisce.
Afterall, she buried that part of her life when dad died a few weeks ago.
--ItWasntHerFault--
Looking down at a burning city that signified the Glory of our reign, Shewatched coldly as the sands consumed it all. Time and Decay was a harsher enemy of our followers empire than the Desert ever was.
--SheMadeSugarTasteLikeSalt--
She remembered that day clearly, It was her first week back since the Locker and the trio was just about to begin another bout of their pranks when the PA system suddenly screached and called my name, asking me to head towards the Principal's Office.
Walking briskly away from the jeers and taunts of th6e Trio, not knowing the misfortune that awaits.
It was a call from Kurt. He was calling to inform that Dad...
--CauseSheWasSoSweet--
She knew that as the Sun rotates from the sky that everything they built in this World would Fade. That the String would fray.
Danny Hebert was killed in a Gangfight, a bystander between the small skirmish between Lung and his ABB and Squealer and her so called Killdozer.
In the end, Kurt and Lacy were to pick her there was hardly enough of dad for her to identify and bury.
-NowYou'reShufflingYourFeetWithYourHandsInYourPockets-
Just as [They] Fade, The [Others] also started to disappear. It seems that the Twilight have begun.
-ItWasntHerFault-
Standing on top of a decrepit building, Taylor watched lazily as she tracked down the Bitch that took Dad away. This wasnt some silly notion of Heroism or Justice.
This was simply Retribution.
--SheMadeSugarTasteLikeSalt--
The goddess of war slept, unknowingly inside a small heirloom that an old French family had uncovered from their Ancestor's Vault. it was a small necklace that adorned what look like an Egyptian Loom.
--And when she walked in the room--
As she found her mark, Taylor held onto his Great Granmother's Necklace and let herself go.
She found herself awakened, Trapped within a metal coffin filled with refuse. She does not know how she survive the Twilight nor that she know why she was in this disgusting place. Neith only summoned her trusted bow and fire.Neith opened her eyes as she look down at the old warehouse. She flaired her Power, letting the restricting cheap cloth fade as she wore her battle garb.
Feeling her connection with the mortal that wore, Neith felt Taylor's Emotion and Thoughts. It seems that Taylor has decided to go to this road.
This girl would have been much more suited for Nemesis than Her.
Calling forth her bow, she let the world around her fade and began to feel the World Strings , the same String She once Loomed.
She had an Infection to kill, afterall.
A/N: Yup this is pretty much A Smite crossover where the Gods all Faded after their War and began to sleep. In this story, Taylor never triggered in the locker, became an orphan and has an old heirloom that contained an Egyptian Goddess.My Idea here was originally having several Artifacts that contained Gods from Smite and have them awaken. Essentially, each people would get an inherent ability and have the ability to manifest their god's Avatar. Now originally Taylor would have gotten either Amuzenkab or Khepri but then I remember both of them are male.
