Continued…
Disclaimer: They aren't
mine except for Kah-Loc, don't sue.
Note: Thanx to my sis
for betaing this. I had to change the rating to PG-13 for this part. Sorry for
the wait. =)
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Kah-Loc looked out
over the moon lit dunes towards the city, faintly glowing with the flickering
flames of torches. Behind him stood
about twenty red and black clothed men armed and ready to move, the women had
stayed behind to guard their home and watch over some of the younger children.
Raising then swinging
his arm forward he signaled them to move forward, quietly towards the city
sprawled out in front of them. They had only two horses so they had been forced
to attack the city at night when the sand cooled off. This was the day they had
been waiting for for almost a year. They were going to resurrect Imhotep and then they would take care of
those who had exiled them to the sands. They moved quickly towards the city of the dead, Hamunaptra, where
Imhotep was said to be buried.
Four burly Med-Jai
guarded the front gate to the sacred city, finally Kah-Loc signaled for half of
them to come from the side while his half came from the other. They had been crouched behind this dune for
long enough he decided it was time to get started. Praying to Ra for strength he signaled for them to attack.
Yelling, the two groups charged the four unsuspecting Med-Jai, their surprise
attack didn't help much though, by the time the groups converged on them the
had their scimitars out, preparing to fight to the death.
Kah-Loc being at the
front of his group engaged the oldest looking of the Med-Jai, swinging up he
met the sword of the other man: again he attacked only to be blocked by the
Med-Jai's blade. Swiftly the Med-Jai
swung his blade towards Kah-Loc's neck attempting to decapitate him, but he
ducked and the Med-Jai's blade connected with the neck of another priest,
taking him down. Kah-Loc saw his
opportunity and thrust his blade up through the guard. Grinning, Kah-Loc pulled the sword out of
the surprised Med-Jai, looking past him he saw two more priests fall to the
sand along with another guard. Meanwhile
seeing his distraction the Med-Jai made one final swing cutting Kah-Loc across
both arms before falling to the sand.
Yelping Kah-Loc jumped
back holding his arms as best he could. Quickly he ripped some cloth of his robe and gingerly tied his arms. Finally looking around he saw the four
Med-Jai laying on the ground along with five priest. Before he could even decide what to do next the smallest of the
Med-Jai suddenly seemed to come back to life and got up and stumbled into the
city to warn the others. As he ran
Kah-Loc could see he only had one cut across his shoulders, he had just been
playing dead, which infuriated him that they were fooled by such a simple
trick. Finally snapping back to reality
he realized the danger of letting that guard get away.
"After him!" Kah-Loc
yelled at the remaining priests. Like a
stampede of horses they ran into the city torches held high, and their thoughts
focused on Imhotep. Only two of the
priests ran down the wounded Med-Jai, but it was to late the guard had already
alerted the others. The rest of the
group had headed towards the entrance to the lower levels of the city when they
heard the unmistakable sound of the Med-Jai's battle cry.
Cursing, Kah-Loc
looked around the city, they were so close to achieving their goal, but if they
didn't get out fast they would all be shaking hands with Anubis. Making a quick
decision the dark-skinned priest yelled for everyone to get out of the
city. Leaving behind the one they
worshipped and those they vowed to get revenge on.
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The priests made more
futile attempts to get back Imhotep over the next few years, but each time they
were beaten back by the Med-Jai. Finally they stopped their attacks, to the great relief of the pharaoh's
bodyguards. Instead they laid in wait,
building up their numbers along with their hatred. Like the Med-Jai they stayed in existence after the fall of the
Egyptian empire and like the Med-Jai they stayed in the desert, their destines
forever entwined with Hamunaptra and the high -dead- priest, Imhotep.
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They became known as the Anu-Tep and for
three–thousand years they laid in wait for the moment when their teacher would
raise from the dead and help them get revenge on those who had exiled and
betrayed their ancestors. Though by now
they would settle for getting revenge on their descendants.