Chapter 2
A/N: Took me a while but edited better this time. I actually proof-read so it should be a lot better. Special shot-out to all who reviewed, you guys rock!
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At the palace
Lyris' POV
I, among with the other four healers, where scrambling around the princes bed. The prince lay there, white face, blood covered, wounds utterly visible and all. 'How can any sick being do this to a child??' I wonder. Though the physical wounds look bad, I know that the princes mind is at unease.
' What did scarab do to him', I wonder out loud as I observe the rapid movement of his eyes under closed lids. My heart begins to race as my mind begins to fear for the worst. I continue to clean the blood off the fragile prince, at the same time trying to hold back tears. I just couldn't take seeing him like this, the boy who I have known for his entire life. Which brings me to another thought, 'Celestrah...Ra. damn that sorcerer' I curse him in my head. How is the young Princess going to take the news, I barely couldn't believe it until I saw it with my own eyes.
Suddenly, the young Prince's body goes limp. Panic struck, I checked his heartbeat and breathing. He's still alive. Sighing, I lightly ran my fingers over each body part, checking to see how serious his injuries where. I felt at least three broken or cracked ribs, his wrist was also broken, along with a sprained ankle. I saw numerous gashes on his torso and head, probably from the energy blows. Multiple cuts and bruises cris-cross his body. I turned just in time to see the Queen rush into the room. Se gasped and I ran to her side. I steadied her against my own body weight and I saw her begin to quiver.
'How could anyone do this?? He's just a baby!! He's my baby...' Her voice trailed off as she was overcome with tears. I felt on the verge of tears myself, but I couldn't cry. I had to be strong, for the Prince, for her, for celistrah...
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Rapses POV
Red...lots of red, and black. Blood. screams all around me..taunting me, calling me...' No...I...please...' I tried to think, but it was so hard to concentrate, as terror and fear overtook my mind. I feel myself losing to the powers of evil. I cant stop, it wont go away. my mind swirls with these thoughts...' I cant...' that thought leaves my mind as horror takes over it. Endless torture. im going insane...I wish I were dead. but I wont die, I'll be tortured forever...I think these thought over and over. It is all I know. fear, pain, death, blood, darkness, horror...all I know, nothing more...
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Amenhotep watches with worry as the healers tend to his half-dead son. 'He's so frail...', the Pharaoh can't help but think the worse. He embraced his wife as she cries into his shoulder.
Lyris rose from the Prince's side and left the room. outside she raced to the room where the guardians where being tended to. Upon entering, she sees Tia, Ja-kal's wife, hugging him in a tight embrace. Tears stream down her face, as he whispers words only for her ears. Armon's arm, or what was left of it, was being wrapped up in bandages. Nefer looked at Lyris with a sad expression as his arm was placed into a sling. Rath came up to Lyris, head bandaged, and hugged her lightly.
'Any good news on the prince', he ask her quietly.
' Yes..and no', she sighs and sits down on one of the stools, ' His injuries are being tended to and I think he should heal physically although it will take a long while. But...'. she trails off. She doesn't want to think the worst, but from the looks on the prince's face even in his unconscious state, Lyris knows what has happened to the fallen boy.
' What...', Rath presses. He saw the look of distraught on Lyris' face, and couldn't help himself as he began to fear the worst.
' I fear that Rapses' mind is not at ease..it's like he is being mentally haunted by something', She responded.
' How can you tell?'
' The way his eyes twitch is irregular even for dreams...I think it could be a spell..'
To Rath, everything began to click. ' The light coming from scarab on the battle field!! that's why he didn't kill the young prince. If he has cast a spell of some sort on the prince, the Prince could very well destroy himself...' Rath didn't have time to answer Lyris' concerned questions as he rushed off to the Prince's chambers.
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Rath's POV
I run right through the healers to the Princes' side. I couldn't care less of their commands to leave the area. I noticed that all of the blood was gone and most of his injuries have been taken care of. Kneeling by the bedside, I open Rapses' eyelids and my heart drops at what I see. His eyes have turned from their normal green to a sickly red color. He worst fears have been confirmed. as realization hits me, the Pharaoh and his wife approach me.
' Scribe! How dare you disturb these men that are trying to keep my son alive!'
' Forgive me Sire but I fear that Rapses is suffering more than we think.' At this announcement, Amenhotep's face fell even more and the Queen's face became more pale.
' I have discovered that young Rapses is under a spell, a torture spell to be exact. I have heard of its effects. He is currently being tortured mentally and if the spell is not countered, I fear that he will be destroyed. Scarab's plan was to torture the boy to full effect, and instead of killing him, he decided to let him live under constant torture. His mind will eventually lead him to self destruction.'
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The Queen had now sat down next to Rapses, stroking his face while resting her head on his. His crown was removed from his head, and she marveled at how soft his hair was. She cried into his hair, wishing with all her mind that her son would just wake up and hug her like he has done so many times. It's tore her inside to see him like this...
At the door stood a lone figure, with waist length dark brown hair, and tears shimmering in brown eyes. Celestrah was going insane with worry and fear. Her Prince, her Rapses, was dying as far as she could see, maybe not on the outside but definitely on the inside. Even if he lives, she somehow knew that he would never be the same. ' Rapses...my love...oh what will I do without you...' with that last thought, she ran from the room to wherever her legs could take her. When she finally stopped, she realized that she was outside and it was starting to rain. The Princess collapsed onto the ground and cried into a puddle, staring at her reflection.
A/N: Took me a while but edited better this time. I actually proof-read so it should be a lot better. Special shot-out to all who reviewed, you guys rock!
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At the palace
Lyris' POV
I, among with the other four healers, where scrambling around the princes bed. The prince lay there, white face, blood covered, wounds utterly visible and all. 'How can any sick being do this to a child??' I wonder. Though the physical wounds look bad, I know that the princes mind is at unease.
' What did scarab do to him', I wonder out loud as I observe the rapid movement of his eyes under closed lids. My heart begins to race as my mind begins to fear for the worst. I continue to clean the blood off the fragile prince, at the same time trying to hold back tears. I just couldn't take seeing him like this, the boy who I have known for his entire life. Which brings me to another thought, 'Celestrah...Ra. damn that sorcerer' I curse him in my head. How is the young Princess going to take the news, I barely couldn't believe it until I saw it with my own eyes.
Suddenly, the young Prince's body goes limp. Panic struck, I checked his heartbeat and breathing. He's still alive. Sighing, I lightly ran my fingers over each body part, checking to see how serious his injuries where. I felt at least three broken or cracked ribs, his wrist was also broken, along with a sprained ankle. I saw numerous gashes on his torso and head, probably from the energy blows. Multiple cuts and bruises cris-cross his body. I turned just in time to see the Queen rush into the room. Se gasped and I ran to her side. I steadied her against my own body weight and I saw her begin to quiver.
'How could anyone do this?? He's just a baby!! He's my baby...' Her voice trailed off as she was overcome with tears. I felt on the verge of tears myself, but I couldn't cry. I had to be strong, for the Prince, for her, for celistrah...
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Rapses POV
Red...lots of red, and black. Blood. screams all around me..taunting me, calling me...' No...I...please...' I tried to think, but it was so hard to concentrate, as terror and fear overtook my mind. I feel myself losing to the powers of evil. I cant stop, it wont go away. my mind swirls with these thoughts...' I cant...' that thought leaves my mind as horror takes over it. Endless torture. im going insane...I wish I were dead. but I wont die, I'll be tortured forever...I think these thought over and over. It is all I know. fear, pain, death, blood, darkness, horror...all I know, nothing more...
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Amenhotep watches with worry as the healers tend to his half-dead son. 'He's so frail...', the Pharaoh can't help but think the worse. He embraced his wife as she cries into his shoulder.
Lyris rose from the Prince's side and left the room. outside she raced to the room where the guardians where being tended to. Upon entering, she sees Tia, Ja-kal's wife, hugging him in a tight embrace. Tears stream down her face, as he whispers words only for her ears. Armon's arm, or what was left of it, was being wrapped up in bandages. Nefer looked at Lyris with a sad expression as his arm was placed into a sling. Rath came up to Lyris, head bandaged, and hugged her lightly.
'Any good news on the prince', he ask her quietly.
' Yes..and no', she sighs and sits down on one of the stools, ' His injuries are being tended to and I think he should heal physically although it will take a long while. But...'. she trails off. She doesn't want to think the worst, but from the looks on the prince's face even in his unconscious state, Lyris knows what has happened to the fallen boy.
' What...', Rath presses. He saw the look of distraught on Lyris' face, and couldn't help himself as he began to fear the worst.
' I fear that Rapses' mind is not at ease..it's like he is being mentally haunted by something', She responded.
' How can you tell?'
' The way his eyes twitch is irregular even for dreams...I think it could be a spell..'
To Rath, everything began to click. ' The light coming from scarab on the battle field!! that's why he didn't kill the young prince. If he has cast a spell of some sort on the prince, the Prince could very well destroy himself...' Rath didn't have time to answer Lyris' concerned questions as he rushed off to the Prince's chambers.
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Rath's POV
I run right through the healers to the Princes' side. I couldn't care less of their commands to leave the area. I noticed that all of the blood was gone and most of his injuries have been taken care of. Kneeling by the bedside, I open Rapses' eyelids and my heart drops at what I see. His eyes have turned from their normal green to a sickly red color. He worst fears have been confirmed. as realization hits me, the Pharaoh and his wife approach me.
' Scribe! How dare you disturb these men that are trying to keep my son alive!'
' Forgive me Sire but I fear that Rapses is suffering more than we think.' At this announcement, Amenhotep's face fell even more and the Queen's face became more pale.
' I have discovered that young Rapses is under a spell, a torture spell to be exact. I have heard of its effects. He is currently being tortured mentally and if the spell is not countered, I fear that he will be destroyed. Scarab's plan was to torture the boy to full effect, and instead of killing him, he decided to let him live under constant torture. His mind will eventually lead him to self destruction.'
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The Queen had now sat down next to Rapses, stroking his face while resting her head on his. His crown was removed from his head, and she marveled at how soft his hair was. She cried into his hair, wishing with all her mind that her son would just wake up and hug her like he has done so many times. It's tore her inside to see him like this...
At the door stood a lone figure, with waist length dark brown hair, and tears shimmering in brown eyes. Celestrah was going insane with worry and fear. Her Prince, her Rapses, was dying as far as she could see, maybe not on the outside but definitely on the inside. Even if he lives, she somehow knew that he would never be the same. ' Rapses...my love...oh what will I do without you...' with that last thought, she ran from the room to wherever her legs could take her. When she finally stopped, she realized that she was outside and it was starting to rain. The Princess collapsed onto the ground and cried into a puddle, staring at her reflection.
