I just found out WHY this story got deleted. Explicit content. WTF. WHAT was explicit about this story!? Nothing so far.

Hiei: that's true.

Hey, what happened to Goten?

Hiei: he had a un-expected...uh, accident...with...YO MOMA!!!

Yeah, my mom can be that way. Mom have you seen Goten?

Mom: No, try asking that weird-looking guy with the odd black hair. (actually my mom would say Hiei, she watches Yu Yu Hakusho.)

Hiei: ^-^;; uh...

I don't wanna know... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ambiance ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*

I thought I would be there forever, looking down at the same temple, the tile trap, the chains, the same memory racing in my mind, set in stone. Until about 2 years ago from now...

~two years ago~

Malik walked up to the temple, hidden in a small valley in the center of a bowl formed by clifts. He brushed the dust off his red shirt and took off his cloak, which was his only protection from the hot environment of Egypt. He was just about at the door when about 17 stones fell from the top of the temple roof. He swiftly ran into the temple, right before the was pelted.

"whoa, I almost got stoned" Malik said, catching his breath. "hehe, i stoned i" Malik said, realizing the other meaning of his words. He looked around at the paintings on the walls of the dimly lit temple. Most had worn away from the walls, so he could only make out a cat here, a girl there. He then turned around, to see what the light sorce was coming from. He saw a stone statue of a cat goddess, chained to two pillars by golden chains. A hole in the roof allowed the sun to shine down on the statue, and the chains reflected the light around the room. Malik gasped. He slowly walked over to the front of the statue, but remained 10 feat away.

"you must be sad..." malik whispered, looking up at the stone goddess, the face in a state a loneliness and dispare. "its ok...I have been alone before, I kinda feal your pain." Malik spoke slowly, looking into her eyes. Malik stepped forward, but as soon as he did, the floor tile vanished, and he fell into a deep pool of watter. He struggled to reatch the top so he could breath, for the shock of the vanashing tile knocked the air out of him. Several thoughts shot through malik mind as he sank into the watter;

'I cant swim...'

'whats going to happen?'

'I will die'

'no one will know'

'no one will care'

'who cares about me'

'I'm nothing to everyone'

'shh, relax, stop struggling'

the last thought wisent his own, it was as if someone had talked to him mentally. Malik had no choice but to obey, 'cause it was his only chance to live. He went limp, and closed his eyes. He suddenly felt like he was being pulled up to the surface, the water rushing past him. He soon felt the hot air from the temple touch his body. He slowly began to regain his senses, and looked up to find himself on the floor in front of the statue, he looked up, and just looked up at the goddess's statue.

"you saved me, didn't you?" Malik said, standing up and looking eye level with the statue. He paused, and looked at the now weak with age chains. "then I will save...you" he almost whispered, and closed his fists around the chains, and with a quick sideways motion of his wrists broke them. The chains were apparently gold plaited, and not true gold, for they had worn down with time. Malik continued this pattern of breaking the chains until the goddess statue was free, and Malik turned, and made sure that when he jumped back he made it past the trap tiles and quickly ran out of the temple, almost triping on one of the stones that was in the path of the temple door. He didn't stop running until he reached his motorcycle on the main path and quickly sped off.

Back at the temple, the statue began to glow a deep shade of lavender, the stone slowly turnd into the peachy color of skin, revealing the deity in the same condition she was all those years ago when she had been imprisoned, but now, the ankh that had hung around her nech had been taken, and she had a major flaw...she was mortal. She couldent cast her amazing spells, wipe out entire villages in a blink of an eye, the forces of earth no longer obeyed her will and command. But, she could still jump half the hight she could back when she was a goddess, and do minor magic tasks. She jumped across the tile trap, and stood at the large closed stone doors of the temple. She looked down at her nude body, took out a dagger.she took her hair that was at least 8 feet long into her hands, and cut off 4 feat, and ran her hand over it, fouming a long piece of cloth, the color of her lavender hair. She cut the cloth in two pieces and tied in around her waist and torso in a modern fashion, and then took some dirt from a loose tile from the floor and threw the dirt into her hair, turning her hair color to a more common shade of brown blond. She then pushed open the door of the temple, and let the warm sun hit her face, and warm her body - she hadn't felt it for thousands of years. She walked about half a mile, and saw the tire tracks from Malik's motorcycle. She began walking along them. She walked like this fro several miles, the stopped, and decided to rest until nighttime. She soon fell asleep, but, not as planned, she was found. Isis Ishtar drove up in a white and tan truck, and as she passed the girl, she stopped the truck and got out to look at sleeping Jasmine.

"you poor girl! Ra knows how long you have been out here! I'm glad I came this way." Isis exclaimed and knelt beside Jasmine, and checked her pulse. "your heart beat is normal, och, its almost nighttime, Ill set up camp here and stay with you." Isis said, mostly to herself for jasmine was asleep. After Isis had set up a tent and had a fire started, it was dark out and jasmine started to wake up. She looked up and crawled over to Isis.

"who...?" jasmine said simply for she had to recall on her knowledge of what little lattin she knew.

"oh, you are awake! That's great! Oh, I'm Isis Ishtar, I found you asleep here, and desided to stay here with you for the night to see that you are ok."

Jasmine tilted her head, only knowing a few of Isis's words, but knew enough that she knew what she meant, and Jasmine bowed showing gratitude toward Isis. Jasmine looked at a few of the bookes that had fallen out of Isis's handbag. She picked up the pocked dictionary, and placed her hand over it. The book glowed fro a split second, then caught fire.

"Isis! The book! Its on fire! Help!" jasmine exclaimed, and smiled pleased at her language that she had just learned.

"oh! To close to the fire, hm? Its ok, I have several of those" isis replied.

"than kyou" jasmine relpyed

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short chappe, sry. I poast soon.