Stolen
He shrunk into the shadows, letting himself blend into the darkness of the walls. Lavender eyes flickered towards the figure that tip-toed down the corridor in stealth. She went on with ease, not making one sound as she continued down the hallway.
Gold shimmered at her neck, the Sennen Tauk catching the dim torchlight flickering weakly against the wall. Soft feet padded the floor, silent, yet to his ears, as loud as if someone hollered "INTRUDER!".
She stopped abruptly, body stiff and straight. Her crystal blue eyes glanced back into the shadows, eyes betraying her knowledge of who lurked there. "Malik."
"Damn," the Egyptian boy cursed after being found out. He slipped out of the umbrage, his body coming into full view of the woman.
She turned around, authority in her every movement. The light flared behind her, the pearl white garb building up with radiance. Her Egyptian skin flowed across her soft face, hardened by the years. Black eye paint flowed from under her eyes to her cheekbones, arching down her face. She was the Priestess Aishizu, Malik's sister, Priestess of Isis, sworn to protect the Sennen Tauk and the Pharaoh.
She looked over the boy that followed her. He had the same dark skin as her, but the rest of him was a little bit unusual. Uncontrollable, spiky, platinum blond hair stuck out in a way that it looked attractive. Lavender eyes glared at her, bangs brushing against them."You're following me, Malik." She stated simply, blue eyes boring a hole into her brother. Malik cringed under her gaze.
"No! I was just taking a lovely stroll here!" he retorted, sarcasm dripping in his voice. He glared at his sister, knowing the intent of sneaking around in the hidden corridors past midnight. "What are you doing here?" he asked, though he knew the answer full well.
"I should be asking you that," Aishizu told him, a smile playing on her lips. "I think you already know where I'm going."
Malik sighed, glaring in disgust at the ground. "Are you going to have sex with Priest Seth or something?" the words slipped out of his mouth before he could stop himself.
Aishizu glared at him reproachfully, making Malik instantly regret that he dare even think about those words. "We do NOT have sex, you should know that. We work on paperwork," the priestess snapped, blue eyes piercing through him.
"And you're sneaking around the building to do 'paperwork'?" the sixteen year-old asked, cocking a blond eyebrow up.
Aishizu blushed, which anybody rarely saw. "It's just..." she stammered, heat racing up into her face.
"It's just that you sneak in there to kiss and have sex," Malik stated.
He glared at the torch in the wall, imagining it to be the young, handsome, priest's face. He imagined the striking blue eyes shattering like broken glass. The chestnut hair rotted away, leaving him bald. Finally, his skin wrinkled up, cracking open before he disappeared all together.
"Why do you even see him? What's so special about the stuck-up 'I want to be Pharaoh even though Atemu is already one!'?!" Malik spat on the ground, showing his hate and disgust plainly.
"You DO know I could have you killed for talking about a fellow priest like that," Aishizu couldn't help but smile as she reprimanded her brother, betraying her feelings. "And, well, you really just have to get to know him."
"Which pretty much means he makes good sex with her," Malik muttered angrily.
"What was that?" Aishizu asked calmly, hearing what Malik said fully well."Nothing," Malik slurred, looking away from his sister. "Fine! Go and sleep with Priest Seth! But if he hurts you, well, I can't guarantee that they're WON'T be a little chaos."
Aishizu smiled at her brother, who she knew would always be loyal to her no matter what. "Thank you, Malik."
"Just go before I throw up," he replied, turning his back on her.
Aishizu smile again before turning on her heel and disappeared down the corridor.
Malik banged his head on the brick wall, letting out his frustration. "Damn Seth!" he cursed, not worrying about people hearing him.
He hated and loathed the priest. He purely hated him. He hated seeing that arrogant face, always looking down on him. Everything Malik did he hated. He hated Malik when he didn't pass the exam for magic, unlike Aishizu. He hated it when he knocked him aside when he was with Aishizu, sending him away. He was too young to understand that he wanted to be alone with just Aishizu.
Malik hated Seth because he stole his sister away from him. Before she even decided to become a priestess, it was only Aishizu and Malik. Always the inseparable siblings that they wouldn't force into slavery out of fear what they would do to get back to each other.
Ever since Seth came into their life, it was different. He stole everything from him. Ever since they were little, with the five year difference, he stole his toys, his friends, everything. And now he's stolen his sister.
The only word that echoed in Malik's mind as he trudged down the hallway was this: stolen.
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yes, I know Malik was not in AE ; But that was the only way I could write this fiction and still keep it in-character (even though Seth doesn't appear...). Again, I like how this turned out! And no, that is not because I wrote it in Malik's POV... ; ;
