Disclaimer: I own absolutely no right's whatsoever to Relic Hunter. I do own any characters you don't recognise.
A/N: They'll be certain references to made-up towns and villages and such in this story and the main character's from the past are out of another fic of mine entitled 'Change'; which you can find in the Fantasy section.
The book of Ryanatu
CHAPTER ONE
1218 B.C
Lord Ryanatu of Senalar stood on the borders of his village, his beautiful home destroyed; fires where still raging in the stables the horses had fled or been stolen by the Captain's men long ago. His eyes searched the area and they wandered to the wood and thatch house he'd shared with his wife and child it had been lit with the burning torches first the wood now black and charred the fire burnt out long ago.
He looked down at the leather book that he held in his hand his name engraved on the front; no more words could fit on the pages there was nothing more to tell.
The old Ryanatu came back in that instant, the assassin, the animals he'd repressed, he saw a rider in the distance and he drew his sword from the sheath across his back. He touched the blade to his forehead then sliced through the air, severing the rider's head from his body. Three more riders stopped their mounts fifty yards from where he stood, they fled and Ryan gave chase; the book falling to the floor in the mud.
PRESENT DAY
"Oh Sydney you got a call about twenty minutes ago from some guy in New Zealand!" Karen called out as she noticed Sydney Fox walk towards her office.
Sydney stopped in mid-step and turned around, "Did he give a name?"
"Yeah, Owen Jacobs he wants you to find some old book for him The Book of Reno, Rolandu or something like that I wrote it down somewhere…" Karen paused thinking for a moment, "It's on the desk in your office" she added.
"Are you feeling alright? You look a bit…Tired" Sydney asked concerned.
"I'm fine just a little tired", she said yawning.
That's what I…Never mind", Sydney walked into her office closing the door behind her. She sat at her desk and looked around for the note Karen had left, she found it after searching for five minutes "'The Book of Ryanatu'" she spoke out loud to herself.
The phone rang at her side and she answered it after the second ring "Hello --".
She was cut off by a deep voice on the other end of the line.
"Sydney Fox?"
"Yes, who is this?"
"My name is Owen Jacobs it is imperative that you come to New Zealand at once there is a book a very important book that I need you to find".
Nigel walked into the office and leaned against the desk waiting for her to get off the phone.
"Yes you said you wanted to find 'The Book of Ryanatu'".
Nigel looked up at that his curiosity piqued seeing his sudden interest Sydney turned on the speakerphone so they could both hear the conversation.
"Yes Miss Fox, have you heard of this before?"
Nigel spoke up "It's dated back to twelve hundred B.C but its just a mythical book that supposedly talked about magical beings; Changeling and dwarves --"
"Who are you!" Jacobs asked abruptly cutting Nigel off in mid-flow.
"This is Nigel Bailey --".
Jacobs cut Sydney off this time it seemed to be a habit of his.
"Yes I know of you well Mr Bailey this mythical book as you put it, it real. And it could save my people if the two of you could get it back".
"We'll have to get back to you" Sydney told the New Zealander.
They heard a deep sigh on the other end of the line "Don't take too long" he told them before putting down the phone.
"What do you think?" Sydney asked.
Nigel folded his arms and shrugged his shoulders, a bit of hair fell in front of his eyes "I don't know Syd it sounds impossible that this book could exist but if it does…" he trailed off.
"It would be the chance of a lifetime that we miss" she broke out into a huge grin, "Ask Karen to cancel all my classes I'll tell our new client we'll set out as soon as we can".
Nigel turned towards the door "He'll be thrilled".
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