Chapter twenty-five
...back in the kitchen...
When the lioness had her fill of water, satisfied of knowing she could not taste the terrapin's salvia in her mouth—slowly walked to her mistress's side and laid down beside her. Neesa softly gazed upon her beloved pet, reached down and softly scratched behind her ear. The lioness leaned as she enjoyably leaned towards Neesa's hand, and purred.
The red clad terrapin sat in his chair, growing impatient—tightening his folded arms. "Are we gonna get this over with or not?"
"Raphael!" Mona snapped. "What? Been sitting, waiting for what?" Raph barked lowly. "Most as well, tell ya'll why." Neesa finally stated. "Are we going to wait for Leonardo and Mikey?" Elissia asked.
"We'll fill him as soon he gets in here, momentarily." Neesa replied, then cut off as her lover finally walked in the room and sat beside her, grasping her hand and warmly smiled. "Alright, as I have said a moment ago. We have a traitor in our mist also know that Karai is still alive—" Neesa begun as she was interrupted.
"We already know that—get to the point, girly." Raph hissed, annoyingly. "What do ya mean, Karai is alive?" Mikey stated, walking in the kitchen and the conversation. "Sit down chisai kyodai. There is alot to discuss." Donatello insisted, gently.
"Like what?" Mikey replied, curiously. "Well, we are about to find out." Don told him. "Are ya two finished playing lovey dovey or what?" Raph angrily glared.
"Enough, Neesa has important matters to discuss with ya'll if whether you agree with the decision she made for your own protection, let alone the children's sake. Now if ya'll will, be silent and listen." Master Wong scowled, angrily. Silence filled the air around the table. Softly gazed upon Neesa with a soft apologetically smile. "We are listening, daughter."
Neesa nodded then resumed what she wished to discussed. "We have to leave before Karai discovers this location and unprepared for the battle that will take lives of ourselves or our children. Are you prepared to re-locate to South America?"
"What? South America?" All answered in surprisingly unison. "Yes, South America." Leo repeated, softly smiled. "When do we leave?" Mikey excitedly exclaimed, bolting out of the room and returned with packed luggage.
"Oh mikey, oi." Don murmured.
...Alexandra—1674 B.C...
The local residents were going about their business—carrying baskets upon their heads, filled with rice or wheat while others led slaves in the near by temple.
All scattered as a bright light mysteriously appeared. "You can open your eyes, Irus."
Opening his eyes, slowly—looked around then immediately recognised the surroundings then lowly breathed. "Are*ehna—Dee Iskineraya, Ilaha?"
No response—a soft nod, slowly leading the way then felt her wrist grasped upon. "Ilaha—what if someone sees us?" Irus worriedly cried. "See for yourself, Irus." She assured softly.
Confusedly glanced the godly woman, she nodded and he walked towards the first person he sought. "Safeeha inti elha'oonee! Ana?" Irus asked. No response, continued picking the ripe fruit. "Safeeha inti simea ana!" he asked again. No response, picked the basket up and paid the fruit seller then turned away. "Inti! Aamal simea elha'oonee!" Irus reached out, trying to grasp her arm then discovered his hand transparent through her flesh.
"Ay el?" Irus breathed. "Lay mafeesh Had safeeha simea lena?"
"Bos Aala homma, BtaAee sahib. Ay Aamal inta shaf?" the goddess asked. "Iwa, iwa—Fayn are* eHna?" Irus replied, breathlessly.
"Ehna are* min zaman—btaAak zaman, Irus."
Irus gasped breathlessly as he tried to reply but no word left his lips. The godly woman softly smiled, assuringly whispered. "Da kwayis, Irus."
"Fayn Aamal eHna bada'?" Irus asked, curiously.
"WaSal." She softly replied.
Walking through the market, watching those by pass them as if were only parlours of nothing more than a soft breeze.
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...To be continued in chapter twenty-six...
I know this is short—what did ya'll think? Seems to discover more and more of the past and certain past lives of chosen few along in this saga. What will the goddess reveal to Irus? Will he believe what he sees or rebel?
Also will the Hamato clan accept relocating to a remote Amazonian rainforest? How long before the foot elite arrives to the ranch? Will they discover the location and be able to return alive or be sent back in body bags? Hmm...have to wait and see, now wont we?
Egyptian/English translations
Ilaha—goddess
Safeeha inti elha'oonee! Ana?—Can you help me?
Safeeha inti simea ana!—can you hear me?
inti! Aamal inti simea elha'oonee!—hey! Do you hear me!
Ay el?—what the?
Lay mafeesh had safeeha simea lena? Why no one can see me?
Bos Aala homma, BtaAee sahib. Ay Aamal inta shaf?—Look at them, my friend. What do you see?
Iwa—I see.
fayn are* ehan? Where are we?
Ehna are* min zaman—btaAak zaman—we are in the past, your past.
Lay mafeesh Had safeeha simea lena?—why no-one can see us?
Da kwayis—it's ok
Are*ehna—Dee Iskineraya, Ilaha—Are we, is the Alexandria, goddess?
Read and review until next time...tootles