CG: What's up?
Sony: Me! I've currently got an opening at 7 o'clock tomorrow night. Any girls want to go on a date with a sexy beast for 30 minutes?
BeeBop: Sony, give it up man!
CG: Yeah please. Your going to scare off of all of the reviewers!
Sony: Oh, shut up, and write your story.
CG: I will. ^-^ For Insane Reviewer XP's question, there will be an Egyptian goddess in this fic. She just won't be making a personal appearance. Another thing. This is going to be the prequel to Isis D Naughty. I've been trying to keep them separate, but it's not going to happen!
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Priestess 2 Warrior
Chapter 3: Stranger in the Desert
Isis rode through the desert on her horse, and wished dearly for something to drink. She knew there were supposed to be some oasis out here, but she had been riding for two days, and she hadn't seen any. She had a water bottle, but it was going empty fast! She couldn't believe she went into the desert with out getting plenty of water to take with her. She was a complete idiot! She had forgotten how to survive in the desert, when she became a priestess. Well, that was over now, thank God!
Isis rode on for about an hour, before she realized there was someone riding beside of her. She looked up startled, at a man in his sixties. He had long white hair, a beard, and a mustache. His clothing was very strange. He wore something that wrapped around one leg each, instead of both legs, and a baggy shirt. Isis had never seen such clothing! (CG: Two things. One: It's George from Isis D Naughty! Two: He looks like Kris Kristofferson or Whistler from Blade, and Blade 2. Neither of which I own!) He looked up at her, and she was startled to see bright green eyes. Most of the people she knew didn't have green eyes. She looked at him, unsure of what to say to such a strange looking man. He smiled at her, and Isis wondered what was so great that made him smile. He stopped his horse, and dismounted.
Isis turned her attention to his horse for a moment, and that's where it stayed. The horse was black. So black it had a blue tint to it! The only thing on this horse that wasn't black was it's mane, and tail. They were solid white. Isis had never seen anything so white! (Sony: She lives in the desert so she's never seen snow.) She then noticed the horse was about twice the size of hers, and her horse was the biggest in the Pharaoh's stables. She also noticed it was a stallion. He was gorgeous!
The man cleared his throat, and Isis reluctantly turned her attention back to him. He was standing in front of her, and he was holding her horse's reigns! Isis felt an unbelievable fury take a hold of her, and she reacted. She dived off of the horse onto the man that dared to try to make her do something she didn't want to! He looked surprised by her reaction, but he didn't remain surprised for long. He grabbed her by the waist, and threw her into the hot desert sand. Isis felt her breath being ripped from her body, but immediately rolled over, and shoved her self to her feet. The man looked at her, and grinned. Isis growled in rage, and ripped her sword from it's sheath. She ran towards him, with the sword between them, but the man merely stepped aside. Isis fell on her face, and felt the sword being ripped from her hand.
She rolled over, and glared at the man. He looked from her to the sword, and shook his head. "You've never held a sword before, have you,?" the man asked. Isis looked at him surprised. She didn't expect him to say something like that! She expected him to kill her. She shook her head no. "Well, you have a natural ability for sword fighting. You didn't even cut your arm off when you ripped it from it's sheath." Isis's mouth dropped open, and she would have attacked the man again, if he shove her back down.
"Now, the proper way to hold a sword, is like this." The man bent down over Isis, and placed the sword in her hand. He then positioned her fingers the way they were supposed to go. Isis looked at the sword, unsure of what to do next. Was she supposed to kill the man, now? The man then helped her to her feet. "When you remove it from the sheath, or replace, you do it smoothly. You don't rip it out, and start charging! You'll get your self killed." The man then gently showed her what to do. Isis looked at him uncertainly. Why in the world was he showing her this?
He then stepped back, and crossed his arms over his chest. "Now. Show me if you can do it right." Isis obeyed with out thinking. She pulled the sword smoothly from the case. "Good!" The man congratulated her. "You'll do nicely!" Isis's eyes narrowed angrily. "Do nicely for what?" she demanded. "To be my replacement as chief warrior of my tribe!"
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BeeBop: WOW! That dude is hard core! Making him look, and act like Whistler was an awesome idea! Now, you should describe what he looks like in Isis D Naughty, since you didn't before!
CG: (looks sheepish) Yeah, I know. I didn't even realize I hadn't till the other day. Oh, well. I'll make sure to let everyone know next time I update Isis D Naughty.
BeeBop: Yeah. You better!
Sony: And you better make sure I get some kissing scenes!
CG, and BeeBop: @.@
Sony: EEEEERRRRRRRRRR! YOUR SUCH NERDS! YOUR DOING THAT ON PURPOSE!
CG, and BeeBop: @.@
Sony: STOP IT!
CG, and BeeBop: @.@
Sony: (runs from the room screaming)
CG: (giggles) Sony can't stand THE LOOK!
Sony: Me! I've currently got an opening at 7 o'clock tomorrow night. Any girls want to go on a date with a sexy beast for 30 minutes?
BeeBop: Sony, give it up man!
CG: Yeah please. Your going to scare off of all of the reviewers!
Sony: Oh, shut up, and write your story.
CG: I will. ^-^ For Insane Reviewer XP's question, there will be an Egyptian goddess in this fic. She just won't be making a personal appearance. Another thing. This is going to be the prequel to Isis D Naughty. I've been trying to keep them separate, but it's not going to happen!
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Priestess 2 Warrior
Chapter 3: Stranger in the Desert
Isis rode through the desert on her horse, and wished dearly for something to drink. She knew there were supposed to be some oasis out here, but she had been riding for two days, and she hadn't seen any. She had a water bottle, but it was going empty fast! She couldn't believe she went into the desert with out getting plenty of water to take with her. She was a complete idiot! She had forgotten how to survive in the desert, when she became a priestess. Well, that was over now, thank God!
Isis rode on for about an hour, before she realized there was someone riding beside of her. She looked up startled, at a man in his sixties. He had long white hair, a beard, and a mustache. His clothing was very strange. He wore something that wrapped around one leg each, instead of both legs, and a baggy shirt. Isis had never seen such clothing! (CG: Two things. One: It's George from Isis D Naughty! Two: He looks like Kris Kristofferson or Whistler from Blade, and Blade 2. Neither of which I own!) He looked up at her, and she was startled to see bright green eyes. Most of the people she knew didn't have green eyes. She looked at him, unsure of what to say to such a strange looking man. He smiled at her, and Isis wondered what was so great that made him smile. He stopped his horse, and dismounted.
Isis turned her attention to his horse for a moment, and that's where it stayed. The horse was black. So black it had a blue tint to it! The only thing on this horse that wasn't black was it's mane, and tail. They were solid white. Isis had never seen anything so white! (Sony: She lives in the desert so she's never seen snow.) She then noticed the horse was about twice the size of hers, and her horse was the biggest in the Pharaoh's stables. She also noticed it was a stallion. He was gorgeous!
The man cleared his throat, and Isis reluctantly turned her attention back to him. He was standing in front of her, and he was holding her horse's reigns! Isis felt an unbelievable fury take a hold of her, and she reacted. She dived off of the horse onto the man that dared to try to make her do something she didn't want to! He looked surprised by her reaction, but he didn't remain surprised for long. He grabbed her by the waist, and threw her into the hot desert sand. Isis felt her breath being ripped from her body, but immediately rolled over, and shoved her self to her feet. The man looked at her, and grinned. Isis growled in rage, and ripped her sword from it's sheath. She ran towards him, with the sword between them, but the man merely stepped aside. Isis fell on her face, and felt the sword being ripped from her hand.
She rolled over, and glared at the man. He looked from her to the sword, and shook his head. "You've never held a sword before, have you,?" the man asked. Isis looked at him surprised. She didn't expect him to say something like that! She expected him to kill her. She shook her head no. "Well, you have a natural ability for sword fighting. You didn't even cut your arm off when you ripped it from it's sheath." Isis's mouth dropped open, and she would have attacked the man again, if he shove her back down.
"Now, the proper way to hold a sword, is like this." The man bent down over Isis, and placed the sword in her hand. He then positioned her fingers the way they were supposed to go. Isis looked at the sword, unsure of what to do next. Was she supposed to kill the man, now? The man then helped her to her feet. "When you remove it from the sheath, or replace, you do it smoothly. You don't rip it out, and start charging! You'll get your self killed." The man then gently showed her what to do. Isis looked at him uncertainly. Why in the world was he showing her this?
He then stepped back, and crossed his arms over his chest. "Now. Show me if you can do it right." Isis obeyed with out thinking. She pulled the sword smoothly from the case. "Good!" The man congratulated her. "You'll do nicely!" Isis's eyes narrowed angrily. "Do nicely for what?" she demanded. "To be my replacement as chief warrior of my tribe!"
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BeeBop: WOW! That dude is hard core! Making him look, and act like Whistler was an awesome idea! Now, you should describe what he looks like in Isis D Naughty, since you didn't before!
CG: (looks sheepish) Yeah, I know. I didn't even realize I hadn't till the other day. Oh, well. I'll make sure to let everyone know next time I update Isis D Naughty.
BeeBop: Yeah. You better!
Sony: And you better make sure I get some kissing scenes!
CG, and BeeBop: @.@
Sony: EEEEERRRRRRRRRR! YOUR SUCH NERDS! YOUR DOING THAT ON PURPOSE!
CG, and BeeBop: @.@
Sony: STOP IT!
CG, and BeeBop: @.@
Sony: (runs from the room screaming)
CG: (giggles) Sony can't stand THE LOOK!