Isis/Osiris

Suggestion and idea by gogreen216 again. Thanks. next will be a sanubis after, suggested by two people, I will mention in the next chapter.

Isis pov

Osiris. The name haunts me. He is different. He is not my Osiris. He is hosted by Julius Kane, father of my once host.

It still doesn't make sense. He is not here, with me, like he once promised. He is not my brother. Not my husband. He is a god. A god that is hosted by someone that I do not know. Therefore, I do not know him. My Osiris, my husband and loving brother is not this Julius. He is kind, but not mine.

My Osiris is now someone that was once my family. The many years we spent nurturing our Horus, is now but a long memory. And I can't picture my Osiris the way it was before.

My Osiris is gone. And I can't bear the idea any more. Nor does our Horus.

The floods of the Nile are more frequent. And when they strike, they do not have feelings. THe once floods that was cause of the grieving of his death, is nothing but a reminder of how much it hurts. A reminder of how much Osiris is gone. The once god of death I knew, is nothing but a full-of-himself god. A god that doesn't care about me nor his real family.

It pains me to see him laugh with that Ruby, when he should be spending time caring about me, he spends his days laughing and enjoying himself with his mortal wife.

You may think, that I'm am but a goddess. A goddess who lost her husband. It has happened many times.

But theres the problem. He is more than just my husband. He is my brother, the father of my son, my family. He is a part of me. A big part of me that is.

Without him, my soul is gone. I am nothing but a goddess. I'm better off being in the gods care home, the one Tawaret owns.

I am nothing without him. I have lost my Osiris. Both me and my son could avenge on the Kane family. We both have host over his kids, and they mean alot to him.

But even I know that would be wrong. Even Ra knows that is a bad idea. He is not even himself and he knows this. Every day he reminds me of my burden.

"Igloo lost her Ostrich, Ostrich needs to help Igloo" He tells me. He reminds me of this every mortal day, and it drives me insane. It takes all my will power to control myself before unleashing another great flood.

Everyday I have to deal with this burden. The burden of living without him. The burden of seeing my Osiris abusing my feelings.

Everyday I want to unleash my fury. I want to cause greater floods. To cause attention, then maybe, just maybe he'll understand. But in the mean time, I wait, and wait, and wait.

I wait for my beloved Osiris to some back. I wait for him to love me back. I wait for him to become mine.

Another hard chapter to write. It's hard to write in a goddess pov when they are madly in love with her brother. Especially when you have your brother complaining for you to feed him or watch him play outside. I wonder how Isis does this. She must have a lot of patience. A lot.

Enjoy and Review,

~Percabeth17~