CG: Wow. Been a while since I updated this. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this. Isis is going to start fighting in the next chapter, and it's going to be hardcore! Ne'was, read, and review, and tell me what ya thinks. Oh, there will be a god of war in this. Maybe two or three…

Priestess 2 Warrior

Chapter Five: Not So Welcome.

Isis suddenly found her self in a bear hug, and wasn't sure how to react. She hadn't been hugged since…she last saw her mother. Shyly Isis hugged her back, and tried to hold back tears.

After a moment or two, Isis's mother, Kilay, released her, and wiped away tears of her own. "Ishizu, it's been such a long time. How did you come to be here?"

Isis sighed deeply, and began to tell Kilay everything that had happened from the time she had last seen her, until the present. Kilay was horrified to hear about how Isis had been exiled from Egypt, and began screaming out words Isis would have never dreamed her mother would use.

"D... that Son of a B....! Couldn't he have given you a f....... trial? If it was me, I would have taken that necklace, and choked him with it! NO! I would have shoved it up his a.., and then pull it out through his nostrils!" She kept on screaming about what she thought of Atem, and Isis had to try hard to hide back her shock. She wasn't used to others speaking about the Pharaoh this way. In Egypt Kilay would have been killed on the spot!

Kilay finally got her anger under control, and took Isis by the hand. "Let's go get you some decent clothes, and get you settled down. Knowing Masseran, he hasn't given a thought to you needing some rest, and real food." Isis laughed, and refrained from telling her mother he had already been getting her a room. She hoped.

Kilay quickly dragged Isis through the city, and stopped in front of a set of apartments. She entered one, and told Isis to sit down while she began fixing her something to eat. Isis looked around curiously, and saw that while the room wasn't full, it was comfortable. There was a small table in the center of the room, made of wood, and in front of that was a couch covered in some kind of animal furs. Isis sat down, and was about to thank Ra, when she remembered. She didn't serve him any more.

Hearing angry voices out side, Isis sat up with a start. Shame faced she realized she had been sleeping, when she should have been assisting her mother cook dinner.

She stood up, and was about to enter the kitchen when she heard Kilay, and Masseran's angry voices coming from out side. Someone else was shouting, and Isis moved near the door to listen.

"She's my daughter, and I will not allow her to be killed! You ought to be ashamed of your selves for even considering it!" Kilay shrieked.

Another voice replied. "That b.... is one of the Pharaoh's pets. He probably sent her here to find out the location of the city, and that old timer there brought her in with out another thought! She's an endangerment to us all!"

Masseran spoke next. His voice was low, and Isis shivered at the venom in his voice. "Ross, I don't endanger the city. You're the one who goes on raids in the Pharaoh's city. And don't think I don't know about your friendship with Bakura."

Everyone around them who was listening gasped, including Isis. She had heard of Bakura, the King of Thieves, and knew he was extremely dangerous. Associating with him was dangerous to say the least.

The man named Ross's mouth dropped open, but he didn't stay silent for long. "I may be friends with him, but he means no harm to us! It's the Pharaoh he's after! And we should be helping him! And as far as she goes, I say if she wants a place in this city, she needs to earn it. Let her fight the beast. If she can defeat him, then she can be a part of this city! If she can't, then she dies. Let the god's decide her fate!"

Suddenly everyone was screaming, some opposing, but many more shouting approval. Isis felt the hairs on her arm rise. What was the beast? And why did she have to fight it?

Masseran suddenly shouted loud enough to be heard. "Very well! Tomorrow at dawn she fights. And if she wins, which she will, then Ross is the one who will die!"

Now everyone was shouting their approval, except Ross. "Wait! That wasn't part of the deal!" He shrieked.

Masseran smiled grimly. "Everything has a price. Everything."

His face pale with rage, Ross said, "Fine! It's not like she can beat it! No one else could. Why should some pampered b.... who hasn't held a sword succeed. Say goodbye to your only child, Kilay." With that, he disappeared into the crowd.

Isis suddenly realized, she had never seen his face, and she felt like she was at a huge disadvantage by that. She liked to know who her enemies were. She was also afraid. She had never fought before. How could she beat the…whatever it was that she was going to fight? Then another thought struck her. Ross had said the god's would decide her fate in the fight. Would the god's show her mercy now that she had rejected them?

CG: OK! I updated! YAY! Ne'ways, she's going to fight in the next chapter, and your going to meet a very important character to this fic. My favorite one actually. Ne'ways, review, and tell me what you think.
Sony: Don't hold back, ladies. Tell me how you love me!

BeeBop: If only you could through tomatoes through the internet.