Chapter 28: Dream Come True

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We came back to the palace where Bastian and his wife were waiting. Samira still wore her ancestor's necklace, and once he had put it on her I immediately recognized it as the one I saw in my dream while we were buried in Britain. I had stopped her before we left the temple and asked her how that was possible. Only she had dreams of the future, not me. She laughed at me and informed me that she had had that dream too and sent it to him. She didn't know how she did it, but it took all the energy she had left. But she had to give it to me because it was a sign of hope that they would get out of there and we would be alright. It might have worked had I known it was more than just a dream.

Now I wondered what else was going to happen. What else from that dream was going to come true?

We walked into the throne room and the king and queen walked down the stairs to meet us. Tali walked over too, her father standing behind her. He nodded to Samira as if to say hello and then walked past headed for the door. With us returned he could go back to the temple and do his job which was to guard it in order to make sure Imhotep never rose.

Samira handed the scroll over to Bastian. We had already read it and we knew that they would want to see it, not just to know what and who Samira was, but also to know themselves.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" He asked her. He could see that the seal had been broken.

"I think this is more than that. Read it."

He opened it and stared at it blankly for a moment then his eyes widened realizing what exactly he was looking at. That scroll was a detailed record of all the bloodlines of the gods who were kings of the first dynasty and their children who were kings of the second dynasty. It wasn't just Samira's bloodline, it was everyone's who was a gifted.

"Where did you get this?"

"From Imhotep…the first Imhotep."

"First?" Dorothea asked. "I thought there was only one."

Bastian's eyes rose and I realized he had figured it out. He looked to Samira who was smirking slyly. "No." He said. "Imhotep I was the architect who built Djoser's pyramid. He was called the son of Ptah."

"And he also built Hamunaptra as his own resting place." Samira finished. "He's my ancestor. I found his tomb and he had the scroll. He wrote it."

Bastian looked back down to the scroll and he could see that she was telling the truth. Imhotep was the son of Ptah, and his mother was a mortal, but no mere mortal. Her own heritage was as divine as her son's. I had been right to assume the only reason she was more powerful than even Bastian was that she had more than one of those kings and queens in her bloodline. The kings and queens of disciples of Horus that Bastian had told us about were themselves descendents of the gods. I had slowly been adding everything together.

Ra and his wife Mut had a son who was the second king of the second dynasty. (Remember the first dynasty was the gods, then the second was their children. The third was another group not related to them, and then the fourth were the disciples who became the first vampires). That son was an ancestor of one of the disciples that she hailed from – the Queen who called herself Isis. Since she took the name of Isis she also got some of her power and her husband named himself Osiris getting some of that god's powers. Now, on top of those disciples, as I had predicted, Samira had two more in her bloodline. Somewhere down the line that line crossed with one of the descendents of the disciples who called themselves Horus and Hathor who had been the first in that dynasty. Then down the line came Imhotep's mother who had an affair with Ptah. So actually she had three different gods in her blood and power from four others thanks to those disciples; the god of kings and the sun (Ra); the god of creation, fertility and the arts (Ptah); the goddess of queens (Mut); and the god of the dead (Osiris); and the goddess of magic, fertility, and motherhood (Isis); god of the sky and vengeance (Horus); and goddess of love, beauty, and motherhood (Hathor). Samira was a walking god, which was frightening.

"I never thought the gods would allow someone like you to ever be born." Bastian said. "No one should have that much power who was mortal."

Samira smirked taking that as a compliment rather than an insult. Ever since she met Imhotep she seemed much more confident, his pride in her restored her confidence in herself.

"What does it say about you, love?" Dorothea asked her husband curiously. "And the rest of us." She peered over her husband's shoulder to find her name.

"He kept such a good record, how could he know all of this?" Tali asked, speaking for the first time. Samira looked to her daughter in a motherly way, but she still looked sorrowful whenever she looked at Tali. She still blamed herself for her daughter's fate. The eerie thought for me was how powerful was Tali considering her father brought yet another two gods into the bloodline. Then again, they could have been the same two gods, so Tali would be no more powerful than her mother.

"Through his father." Bastian said pointing to a name at the top of the scroll. It was a signature. "This scroll was created magically. Perhaps Ptah gave his son a vision, or possessed him in order to write it and then signed it as proof of its authenticity."

"Imhotep said it was always my destiny to find this." Samira pointed out thinking it was probably important, though none of us knew how yet. What that special destiny he had spoken of was. It was nagging at me, I wanted to know. "I had a special fate."

"Whatever that fate is is probably the answer to why the gods allowed one bloodline so much power."

"That's troubling." I muttered.

"Even more troubling…" Samira said looking to me. "How many more powers do I have that have not appeared yet? Seven gods and so far I have only the power over fire. Shape shifting is a god trait, it's nothing special, all of us have that ability."

"She has a point." Dorothea said. "Only our guards do not possess the gift of shapeshift, because they are not naturally gifted. They have it only from being made by one of us or having our blood in their systems. Much like the effect Samira's blood has on you."

"Well." Samira said to Bastian wanting to get back to problem at hand. "What else is to come?"

"You are the priestess, you tell me." He said. He wanted to test her knowledge.

"Well." She sighed. "I would guess that my ability to withstand sunlight obviously comes from Ra. My ability to manipulate fire…Isis?" She guessed. She was uncertain. "She is the goddess of magic. Then there are my dreams…" She shrugged not being able to connect them.

"The eye of Horus." He said smugly. "The all-seeing eye."

The light shined in her eyes and she then understood. She probably felt like a fool now for not getting that herself, but at least now we knew where all this was coming from. However, we still didn't know what else was going to come.

"It will get worse, though." I chimed in with concern. "Will it not?"

"Her powers will escalate, yes. The powers from Hathor, Mut, Ptah, and Osiris have yet to manifest."

"Well, Osiris is the master of the dead." Dorothea thought aloud. "Could that not account for her ability to read our minds?"

"It's a possibility." Bastian replied, however there was a but coming. "But she can also read the minds of the living."

Samira nodded in agreement and even I knew the answer to that. She had told me of what she could do as a human, how she had already been different than the others. As a human she could still shapeshift, that power did not come from her being a vampire, nor did her reading minds, or her visions. Her father had the dreams too, she had told me. They didn't start until he was a little older than she was, so they hadn't started yet, but in time she still would have had them whether she was turned or not. "I could do that before I was even turned. The reading vampire's thoughts came after."

"Then her power was weakened as a human and the true strength was not given until she became immortal." Said Dorothea. "As a human she could read only human's minds, but as an immortal, she can read the minds of the dead like the god himself."

Bastian replied, "If that is so, then we are down to three, Hathor, Mut, and Ptah." He counted them on his fingers and held them up to emphasize his point. Frankly it didn't matter how many powers we knew of, it was the ones we didn't know of that worried even him. And we didn't know how long it would take for them to show up. Bastian was thousands of years old and Samira hadn't even reached her first century mark yet.

"It's hard to say what she will be able to do in time. With that said, I think it best you stay." He added looking to me since I was the one who turned him down last time. He was begging me not to make the same mistake. I could assure him I wouldn't. I learned my lesson. I nodded to him letting him know that we would stay. Besides, the decision had already been made for me. I knew now that that's what I saw in the dream she gave me. I saw us living here and she was asking me if I truly wanted this life of luxury that they all here in their palace, or if I would rather go back to our lives as they were now. Honestly, I wasn't ready for all of this, but I had to do it for her. She would be safe here, and this was her home. I hadn't had a home since I was a boy and there was no possibility of ever getting it back, so I had to move onto a new one with her. And if this was the one she chose, so be it, as long as she was safe.

"Just promise me one thing." I said. He nodded and listened intently. "Promise me that we will be safe here. We have enemies that would do anything to get their hands on her."

"I can assure you there is no where safer for the both of you."

"Then we will stay."

Samira looked to me with happiness and hugged me tightly. The fear in her eyes of what had been happening to her was gone. She knew everything was going to be alright, because Bastian and Dorothea were there to help her through this.

Bastian clapped his hands in excitement. "Good! We shall have a celebration to our new family members."

"Darling, I think it best we wait until tomorrow night. They are tired, they have had a long and trying day, let them rest." Dorothea said taking her husband's hand.

He looked down at her for a moment pondering her suggestion and soon relaxed giving into her request. "Very well."

"Wait." Tali said getting everyone's attention. Soemthing was troubling her, and I could guess what. If her mother was that powerful, what did that make her combined with her father's bloodline? Amenwati, or Bakari as he called himself now, was a gifted as well. Tali could be even worse than Samira. And Samira studied her and I could tell she was reading her mind.

Bastian looked down at the scroll and found… "Amenwati, son of Awan and wife Banafrit." I watched his finger trace the line upwards until he found the disciples of Horus. "The disciples your father hails from are the ones who called themselves Shu and Tefnut, the third king and queen. And they are descended from the gods…Ptah and Sekhmet."

"That would explain how even as a vampire he was able to impregnate a human." Dorothea muttered softly trying not to insult Samira with her use of words. Samira wasn't bothered by it, it was the memory of being with him that bothered her. But she nodded in agreement. Ptah was the god of fertility, apparently Bakari kept his fertility even in "death" thanks to his forefather. "And" Dorothea continued, "Sekhmet and Tefnut explain why he is such a great warrior and leader."

"He lives for fighting." Samira whispered in remembrance. She was reliving a memory, thinking back on their time together.

"Do not forget, Bakari also controls the wind if he so chooses. Unlike you, Samira, he cannot control all elements, only the one. Now we know why." Shu was the god of the air. So adding that to what Samira had then Tali really wasn't anymore powerful than her mother. Samira already had the power over the air because of her magic, so the only difference was the fighting ability and the fertility. Those weren't really powers, just abilities. Tali had little to worry about.

"What about you?" Tali asked curiously.

Bastian had already memorized the scroll for his own bloodline. He looked up and recited the answer, "I was wrong to have guessed that I descended from the last king and queen who called themselves Thoth and Maat…that is who you hail from, my love." He said turning to Dorothea.

"I do?"

He nodded and showed her the proof. "As well as the gods Geb and Nut (earth and sky)…My ancestors were those who called themselves Seth and Nephthys, the fifth king and queen, and the gods Horus and Hathor."

That would explain why he too could see the future, though his visions were different than hers, but no weaker. Perhaps the extra god in her made her visions a little stronger. What made me curious was how he could walk in the sun if Ra was nowehere in his ancestry.

"How can you walk in the sun?"

"My maker." He stated quickly. I could tell it was a touchy subject and he didn't want to dwell on it. "He is on this list too. He descends from Ra, he had that ability and he passed it on to me when he made me."

I nodded. That explained everyone then. I was still confused, but I was starting to understand a little more. This was still a lot to process. "I think it time we go to bed." I told Samira taking her hand. I was exhausted.

Dorothea smiled and turned to Tali. "Show them to their new room, will you?" She asked before turning away with her husband to retire for the day themselves. We had been gone all night almost in that temple and now it would be dawn in only a few short hours. I was exhausted, and I knew Samira would be. Not to mention hungry.

Tali obliged and escorted us through the large golden doors past the thrones that led to a corridor. There were doors on each side, a couple, then it forked and we went left until we reached the dead end. Tali opened a pair of doors and I saw a very large and luxurious room. We walked in first with Tali behind us.

"Bastian always said he knew you would come and he kept this room for you just in case. How do you like it?"

"It's gorgeous." Samira gasped looking at the artwork on the ceilings. I was staring at the balcony straight ahead recognizing it from my dream and then I looked to the bed. This was definitely where Samira had seen us together. Her dream was coming true. I thought back to how it had happened, how we had ended up here when I was so dead set against it before. I guess Samira really did have a destiny that couldn't be fought. That frightened me.

"I will leave you two alone then. Good night." Tali said before closing the doors behind her and we could hear her walk away as her shoes clicked on the floor. Samira walked over to the closet and pulled back the curtain to reveal she had a trove full of expensive looking dresses. I couldn't help but wonder how Bastian had gotten all of this money he was flaunting around living like a pharaoh.

"You have clothes in here too." She called to me getting my attention.

Frankly, I could have cared less about the clothes, I just wanted to go to bed. So I took her hand and dragged her over then tossed her on it playfully. She laughed as I climbed in to join her. She looked so happy that I couldn't help but feel the same. My heart soared hearing her laugh like that. lately, she'd been so upset and frightened that hearing her laugh again was such a relief.

"You recognize this place." She stated. "You remember it from the dream."

"If you knew we would be back here, why did you fight me before we left Germania?"

"Because I wanted you to be sure."

"I just want you safe." I reminded her yet again.

"I know." She leaned up on her elbow to kiss me and pushed me down onto my back. However, she didn't take it any further than that. She ended the kiss before she got carried away and cuddled up against me to fall asleep. "I love you." She whispered dazily.

"I love you." I whispered back before closing my eyes and letting sleep overtake me. It felt like I hadn't really slept in months. It was such a relief to get through one full day of rest.

I do have the bloodlines made up, but it won't let me put it on here, so if you want to see them to help you make sense of all of this, just ask and I will give them to you. I have one Samira, Bastian, Dorothea, and Bakari (Tali's dad).