Hey guys, I know I promised a chapter for my birthday, but unfortunately we ended up going to Wisconsin so yea, fun. That being said, I didn't forget to update this story after all, so here we go again!

Oh, yeah, right…

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE KANE CHRONICLES. ALL RIGHTS FOR THAT STORY GO TO RICK RIORDAN.

And here we go!

My Boyfriend is a God! Chapter 6

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First let me start by saying ouch. I would DEFINETLY not recommend being stabbed by some stupid magical sword. IT HURTS! And after that little event, I am stuck in the Duat, but thankfully not as far down as I thought I would be. I could get out in a week or two. However, that is a week or two without seeing my Sadie, and without her seeing me. I'm sure she is in a state of panic, I mean come on, you would be pretty upset too if your boyfriend/girlfriend was stabbed through the chest by their father's almighty magical blade.

So while I work harder and harder to escape this hell hole, I will give you a recap of how that date went before I was "killed."

It was about 5:00 PM when I picked her up. I heard some shouting behind their front door, before my lady opened up the entrance. The first thing I noticed was how casually she dressed for the occasion. She was dressed in her usual attire. (No surprise, tell her to dress up fancy and she comes along in combat boots.) Compared to her I looked like a god. (I wonder why?) I was dressed up in a solid black suit over my blood red tux shirt, with black dress pants and a pair of polished black wing-tipped dress shoes that contrasted nicely with the red shirt. Needless to say I looked a lot fancier then she did. She didn't seem to care though, and greeted me with a warm smile, which I returned.

"Ready?" She asked me.

"Of course."

She skipped out of the doorway and looped her arm through mine before dragging me down the steps, when she suddenly stopped.

"Sadie?" I asked her, wondering why she suddenly stopped.

"Uhh, where are we going exactly?" She asked me. Heh, no wonder she stopped.

"Noela's," I replied.

She gasped. Noela's was one the most expensive restaurants in this side of the city.

"How did you get us a reservation there?" She asked me amazed. Not surprisingly, since the wait list was reserved for the next two weeks.

I chuckled, "Sadie, I am a god. How hard do you think it was for me to get a reservation at a restaurant?"

In truth, it had been a real pain. The owner didn't take to kindly to a random teenager approaching him and demanding a reservation for two at a precise time the following day. At least, not to kindly until I handed him a fat wad of cash. He graciously snatched the cash out of my hand and reserved us that table. Being a god does have its perks after all…

Sadie had a look of shock on her face as we set on again, and I just gave her a wink. What she doesn't know won't hurt her.

Anyways, after a walk of a few blocks, we arrived at our location safe and sound. For once, we didn't run into any trouble on our way to whatever we had in planned. It was beginning to feel like a great night.

Looking back on it, I never realized how wrong I would be about that day.

After our dinner at Noela's, we were returning home. I think Sadie told you more or less what happened during that particular trip. You know, my being stabbed and all. I must say, I put up quite the fight for ole Set. I guess it just wasn't enough. So now, I'm stuck in here. Maybe I might get some help from one of the gods on the other side. They could get me out of here in a flash, but they won't.

At least, I didn't think so.

I could feel a tugging sensation that was fading away. Honestly, it felt like a serious relief of pressure on my body. I opened my eyes, and I saw black.

But it was a familiar black. The black of stonewalls surrounding me, and not empty space. But that could only mean one thing.

I was no longer in the Duat.

I tried to sit up, but felt like my muscles would collapse on me if I tried. I groaned and fell back onto the bed, pain shooting through my chest as I did so. I looked down and could see a long pink scar running over my heart. The same spot Set's sword pierced. I ran my hand over it, feeling the pink flesh. The scar was still freshly made, meaning that it had been there for no longer than a day in reality. I could still specifically remember my time in the Duat, something that comes with being a god, but I couldn't tell how long I had been in there. Time flows differently in the Duat then in reality.

I closed my eyes to rest some more when a light flickered outside the door. It was obviously the light of a torch, since it was awfully dim and very inconsistent with where the brightest point was of the light. Well, it was either a torch or someone having a seizure with a flashlight. Either way, someone was outside the door. Curiosity kicked in, and I managed to pull myself up into a sitting position. Before I could even attempt to stand, however, the door opened, illuminating a figure as they entered a door. I squinted against the light, my eyes quickly trying to adjust to the light when a raspy voice echoed throughout the room.

"Anubis," The voice said, "you are breaking one of our most sacred laws. For that you shall be punished very severely."

I still couldn't tell who the figure was, but I had a feeling they weren't there to send me back to Sadie. I could still see the figure, but whoever it was they weren't moving. They were just standing in there with the torch in hand. Then, the figure moved. I assumed he would approach, but he simply put the torch in a holder on the wall, before quickly moving away. A thought registered in my mind. This guy has been staying out of the light the entire time. It was true. He had been seemingly deliberately staying out of the light, and taking every precaution to not be seen by me, even though my eyes had adjusted to the light of the torch lit room.

"Who are you?" I questioned the now still figure.

"You must be punished for your crimes Anubis." The figure said, ignoring my question entirely.

"Well that doesn't really answer my question, does it?" I replied sarcastically.

"I do not appreciate that tone. Remember Anubis, you are here in my realm." The voice said with a cautioning voice.

"And what realm is that?" I asked, with a sudden curiosity peak at his previous question.

The figure chuckled and began to move around the room. "This is a realm where you shall be punished. And as soon as I find Miss Sadie Kane, the punishment for you both will begin.

Well that set me off.

"DON'T YOU DARE LAY A FINGER ON HER!" I shouted in rage.

The figure laughed at my sudden outburst before responding with words that turned my heart to ice, "She is just as guilty as you are. She too must face the punishment the gods set so many eons ago. However, there is no way she will be able to withstand the punishment since she is mortal, so you will get to watch her die, and then live through the rest of your punishment with her skeleton. I thank it will be must enjoyable to watch your reactions to her death."

The figure laughed maniacally, before stopping in place.

"No to answer your previous questions," The figure stepped into the light.

What I saw next I knew would haunt me for eternity, no matter where I would go or what I would do. A hand of pure terror and panic grasped my heart and refused to let go, for there standing in front of me was none other than the most hated god of all.

"I am Apophis."

OH NO! I BROUGHT BACK APOPHIS!

I have no idea really why, just though it would make an interesting plot twist and great cliff hanger. Also, I'm considering writing a Digimon story, because Digimon is awesome. That being said, I really don't know what I would do with it. Maybe a season 2&3 cross over. All I know is I HAVE to have Flamedramon. He's the best :)

Anyways, like always R&R or F&F (Follow and Favorite for those who don't know what F&F stands for) if you like where this is going. Every person who responds boosts my confidence just that much more.

Also, please point out any grammar or spelling mistakes so i can fix them. I still use MW 03 so the spell check isn't the best, and I don't like having mistakes in my stories. That being said, you don't have to scream and caps-lock me to death to point one out.

Thanks again for everyone who has stuck with the story!

~TheFireKing