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Chapter 2 - Out of the Shadows
Months past and there was no change in Isis lifestyle. She spent her time below the buzzing world of life in the gloomy tunnels and tombs and her life carried on as it had been before. Marik, however seemed to be more effected at the insident then his siter was. He spent along time looking at the entrance to civilization. Thier father, did not know of anything but noticed slight changes in his children's behaviour.
Then, One day, as Isis walked down the tunnels, running her fare hand along the dark walls she heard someone near the entrance and slowly made her way there. She secretly feared it might be her father, Marik may have told on her and now she was in it big. But as she approached the door she onyl saw Marik, lookign up at it in a trance.
"Marik?" she asked, in a mixture of a hiss and a whisper, as she came closer he turned around.
"Yes?" he asked, as if nothing was wrong.
"What are you doing here?!"
Marik turned around so he was facing her fully. "I came here because i wanted too"
"Well, your not allowed. If father finds out your doomed, and if you don't go i might-"
"Tell him?" Marik asked with a smirk, his bronze hair shinnning in the candle-light. Isis looked down at her brother with a frown. "You knwo you can't do that sister!" he continued, "because, afterall, I wasn't the one that opened it in the first place" and with that, he smirked again, knowing she couldn't do a thing.
"Shh!" she cried, coming closer to him. "someone might hear you . . ." then she looked up at the door itself, a slight glow was coming from the bottom she had never noticed before. Maybe she hadn't shut it proparly? Ignroing Marik she walked onto the first step, intend on finding out more . . . it had her in a trnace. Then she felt a cold grip on her wrist and she was whipped around.
"Isis!" Marik cried, looking her in the eye and keeping his grip on her wrist. "What are you doing? you can't open it again . . ." She threw him off, and took another step. Her attitude had suddenly changed.
"Why not?" She asked.
"You know why" Marik growled, coming to stand by her. "Why would you want to go up there anyway?"
"That's a stupid question" Isis said, almost with a laugh. "Why do you think?" She continued, looking down at her dazed brother. "it's so mysterious . . . the surface dwellers. i want to see thier worls, see hwo they live . . . C'mon, haven't you ever thought about it?"
Marik nodded and eyed her.
"Plus . . ." she continued, looking down. "i just want to get out . . ." this didn't shock Marik as she thoguht it might have done. He just nodded in agreement. He had been feeling the same thing.
"Well, if your going, i'm coming too" he said, much to Isis' shock. She looked up once more and he looked at her with determination.
"But-"
"But what? if you can go, then so can I" he smiled.
"But- well, we could get caught" Isis sighed, her lip quiverring slightly.
"And . . . ? wouldn't it be better if both of us got caught rather then just one of us? It would be much harder for father to puncish us" Isis hated to admit it, but her brother had a point. Not wanting to say anything, she took another step, as did Marik.
Finally she sighed, "C'mon then, but we have to be quick" she said, and with that she pushed against the door, and for the second time it opened.
This time, Marik got a full view fo the sunlight, pressing itself against the walls and gliding along the tunnels. Isis looked at it in astonishment, it was just as magical as the first time she had seen it. She stepped foreword into the sand, and her eyes filled with awe. All around her was fine golden sand, with filled the gaps between her toes and made her feel warm. Then she turned around.
"Marik, quickely!" she cried. Her brother was still staring at the sun, but with his sister's words he jumped out and together, they closed the stone door, which closed so that it was at the ground, and then grains of sand poured over it.
"Wow . . . sister it's amazing" Marik said, looking around.
Isis bent down and with her hand she clasped some sand and sniffed it. it had no smell but seemed to fill up her hand, then it started to fall from the gaps in her fingers to join the other mass of particles covering the ground. "Yes, amazing" she agreed trying to figure out why they weren't sinking into it.
"Hey sis, look!" Marik cried, pointed to something long on the horizon. It was built of stone, just like the tunnel walls, but it was just standing alone. It apeared to be surrounding some form of a town ro something . . . Isis looked at it, then looked back at her brother.
"Let's check it out" she said, and with that she started to run, blwoing sand back at him. Marik was suprised by his sister's new attitude to things, but he shrugged it off and began to run after her.
Isis reached it first and pressed ehr hands against the warm stone, catching her breath. Marik arrived soon after and did the same thing. He looked at it and then looked up, it was quite high. "Ok, so now what?" Isis asked, as if it had been his idea to come running up to it.
"We get in obviously!" Marik sighed, rolling his eyes. He moved his ahnds along it to see if there was any hidden pannels.
"How?"
Marik sighed, he saw no way in, they would just have to climb over it. He told his sister this and she sighed, but went along with his plan never-the- less.
Eventually, after a rather long time, they both reached the top and looked down in pure facination at what they saw before them. Busy streets, houses, maret-stalls, long narrow strips of concreate much like the tunnel floors. Marik's mouth opened slightly, as he watched people walk past and talk and buy things. So this is what it's like . . . he thought.
Isis was thinking the same thing, "C'mon Brother" she said to Marik, as she lowered herself down until she hangin by her hands from the wall, then she allowed herself to drop down with a large inpact, which hurt her feet and knees. Marik looked down at her, and then copied her. His muscles did not ache as much but still he was shocked at the pain.
"That was high . . ." Isis said.
Marik nodded but walked on, he aproached one of the concrete strips and beconed his siter over. Isis walked onto it and looked around. "It's just sone" she said, sounding disapointed.
Suddenly, they heard a loud noise that caused them both to put thier hands to thier ears and look round. A large speeding object was gaining on Isis, and it didn't seem to be stopping . . .
"SISTER!" Marik cried, but Isis did not move, she was looking at the shiny object, which was long then her, but abotu as big. A man was riding it and he looked at her in shock, but seemed to have no control fo the thing he was holding . . .
Isis tried to move, but couldn't. Her feet felt glued to the very spot where she stood and her eyes looked on at the object as it aproached her at a very fast speed . . .
Chapter 2 - Out of the Shadows
Months past and there was no change in Isis lifestyle. She spent her time below the buzzing world of life in the gloomy tunnels and tombs and her life carried on as it had been before. Marik, however seemed to be more effected at the insident then his siter was. He spent along time looking at the entrance to civilization. Thier father, did not know of anything but noticed slight changes in his children's behaviour.
Then, One day, as Isis walked down the tunnels, running her fare hand along the dark walls she heard someone near the entrance and slowly made her way there. She secretly feared it might be her father, Marik may have told on her and now she was in it big. But as she approached the door she onyl saw Marik, lookign up at it in a trance.
"Marik?" she asked, in a mixture of a hiss and a whisper, as she came closer he turned around.
"Yes?" he asked, as if nothing was wrong.
"What are you doing here?!"
Marik turned around so he was facing her fully. "I came here because i wanted too"
"Well, your not allowed. If father finds out your doomed, and if you don't go i might-"
"Tell him?" Marik asked with a smirk, his bronze hair shinnning in the candle-light. Isis looked down at her brother with a frown. "You knwo you can't do that sister!" he continued, "because, afterall, I wasn't the one that opened it in the first place" and with that, he smirked again, knowing she couldn't do a thing.
"Shh!" she cried, coming closer to him. "someone might hear you . . ." then she looked up at the door itself, a slight glow was coming from the bottom she had never noticed before. Maybe she hadn't shut it proparly? Ignroing Marik she walked onto the first step, intend on finding out more . . . it had her in a trnace. Then she felt a cold grip on her wrist and she was whipped around.
"Isis!" Marik cried, looking her in the eye and keeping his grip on her wrist. "What are you doing? you can't open it again . . ." She threw him off, and took another step. Her attitude had suddenly changed.
"Why not?" She asked.
"You know why" Marik growled, coming to stand by her. "Why would you want to go up there anyway?"
"That's a stupid question" Isis said, almost with a laugh. "Why do you think?" She continued, looking down at her dazed brother. "it's so mysterious . . . the surface dwellers. i want to see thier worls, see hwo they live . . . C'mon, haven't you ever thought about it?"
Marik nodded and eyed her.
"Plus . . ." she continued, looking down. "i just want to get out . . ." this didn't shock Marik as she thoguht it might have done. He just nodded in agreement. He had been feeling the same thing.
"Well, if your going, i'm coming too" he said, much to Isis' shock. She looked up once more and he looked at her with determination.
"But-"
"But what? if you can go, then so can I" he smiled.
"But- well, we could get caught" Isis sighed, her lip quiverring slightly.
"And . . . ? wouldn't it be better if both of us got caught rather then just one of us? It would be much harder for father to puncish us" Isis hated to admit it, but her brother had a point. Not wanting to say anything, she took another step, as did Marik.
Finally she sighed, "C'mon then, but we have to be quick" she said, and with that she pushed against the door, and for the second time it opened.
This time, Marik got a full view fo the sunlight, pressing itself against the walls and gliding along the tunnels. Isis looked at it in astonishment, it was just as magical as the first time she had seen it. She stepped foreword into the sand, and her eyes filled with awe. All around her was fine golden sand, with filled the gaps between her toes and made her feel warm. Then she turned around.
"Marik, quickely!" she cried. Her brother was still staring at the sun, but with his sister's words he jumped out and together, they closed the stone door, which closed so that it was at the ground, and then grains of sand poured over it.
"Wow . . . sister it's amazing" Marik said, looking around.
Isis bent down and with her hand she clasped some sand and sniffed it. it had no smell but seemed to fill up her hand, then it started to fall from the gaps in her fingers to join the other mass of particles covering the ground. "Yes, amazing" she agreed trying to figure out why they weren't sinking into it.
"Hey sis, look!" Marik cried, pointed to something long on the horizon. It was built of stone, just like the tunnel walls, but it was just standing alone. It apeared to be surrounding some form of a town ro something . . . Isis looked at it, then looked back at her brother.
"Let's check it out" she said, and with that she started to run, blwoing sand back at him. Marik was suprised by his sister's new attitude to things, but he shrugged it off and began to run after her.
Isis reached it first and pressed ehr hands against the warm stone, catching her breath. Marik arrived soon after and did the same thing. He looked at it and then looked up, it was quite high. "Ok, so now what?" Isis asked, as if it had been his idea to come running up to it.
"We get in obviously!" Marik sighed, rolling his eyes. He moved his ahnds along it to see if there was any hidden pannels.
"How?"
Marik sighed, he saw no way in, they would just have to climb over it. He told his sister this and she sighed, but went along with his plan never-the- less.
Eventually, after a rather long time, they both reached the top and looked down in pure facination at what they saw before them. Busy streets, houses, maret-stalls, long narrow strips of concreate much like the tunnel floors. Marik's mouth opened slightly, as he watched people walk past and talk and buy things. So this is what it's like . . . he thought.
Isis was thinking the same thing, "C'mon Brother" she said to Marik, as she lowered herself down until she hangin by her hands from the wall, then she allowed herself to drop down with a large inpact, which hurt her feet and knees. Marik looked down at her, and then copied her. His muscles did not ache as much but still he was shocked at the pain.
"That was high . . ." Isis said.
Marik nodded but walked on, he aproached one of the concrete strips and beconed his siter over. Isis walked onto it and looked around. "It's just sone" she said, sounding disapointed.
Suddenly, they heard a loud noise that caused them both to put thier hands to thier ears and look round. A large speeding object was gaining on Isis, and it didn't seem to be stopping . . .
"SISTER!" Marik cried, but Isis did not move, she was looking at the shiny object, which was long then her, but abotu as big. A man was riding it and he looked at her in shock, but seemed to have no control fo the thing he was holding . . .
Isis tried to move, but couldn't. Her feet felt glued to the very spot where she stood and her eyes looked on at the object as it aproached her at a very fast speed . . .