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Mystic Chaos: Believe me, it's exhausting. As you have seen, I'm struggling to trash or keep fics a lot lately...I barely know how I did it before... (sighs)
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Chapter One: Back to the Mortal World
The God World: Sahara's Room
POV: SaharaI woke up this morning, again dreaming my same dream: my and Atem's last precious meeting...when I told him I loved him...and yet, for once in all my dreams, I lived through it up to the part where we kissed, instead of to the part where Khayer took me away...and was it just me that Atem seemed closer than he ever had before?
I sighed. It's been five centuries since then, and I know Atem must be gone...but my heart will never heal.
My door opened, and my older brother walked in.
"Are you alright, Suzu?" Horus asked me.
Even Horus couldn't stop calling me that. It had been my mortal name, and he had grown up knowing me as Suzu...then again, so did Atem.
I nodded mutely as Horus sat down next to me on my bed.
"Let me guess...that same nightmare with Atem and you?"
Horus held me close, and I breathed deeply to stop myself from crying thanks to the constant aching and emptiness in my broken heart.
"You should move on, Suzu," he said consolingly, "Atem's...not alive anymore...you need to put this behind you."
"I know you are right," I whispered, "It's just...so hard to say goodbye...time for gods is so short...yet I know that Atem must be gone..."
Horus kissed my forehead. "Love can cause much happiness for some...but for most, it is also very painful."
I nodded, thinking of Seito and his old love. I never even knew what happened with them...but whatever it was, it was painful, and I knew pain quite well.
Horus looked at me a little less seriously. "By the way...Khayer told me about little demons haunting him in the bathroom...what's that about?"
"I must have made them in my sleep..." I said quietly, "I guess the whole 'bogeyman scaring children' thing got to me, and I conjured them in my sleep to haunt the man I despise above all else..."
Horus laughed. "And I thought you were supposed to help children..."
"I do," I argued, "I teach them to make friends with the monsters so the monsters can scare other kids..."
Horus shook his head in amusement. "Now, now, sister...be careful. You don't want Father to get angry at you."
"No you don't."
I glared at the doorway.
"Go away, Khayer," I snapped.
Khayer smirked at me. "Now, now, Sahara, I'm still your cousin."
"I can barely believe that your bastardness is in my genes...guess it only affected one side of our father's family."
Khayer glared at my retort.
"Careful," he hissed, "I, unlike you, have the power to kill and torture, as that is what I rule. I may not be able to kill you, but I think having mortal Egyptologists dig up your dear lover's mummy might suit my ends...he is, after all, a nuisance in getting what I want from you..."
My eyes widened in fury and I flexed my cat claws, but Horus stepped in.
"Stop it, Khayer," he said, "You have no excuse to punish Suzu for a broken heart. She, however, has every reason to hate you, after that plot of you and your father's..."
"Whatever," Khayer said smoothly, "I'm still going to make sure my fiancée is in line."
I glared at him. Seth had called upon his fake fiancée contract recently, saying that I was going to marry his son, which would put me completely in his control. My father Osirus was still trying to combat this contract, but with no success.
"I'm not your fiancée, and I never will be!" I snapped, "I love Atem!"
"You love a dead man," Khayer whispered, "That will get you nowhere."
And with that, he left the room.
I hissed like a cat. "Son of a b-"
"Watch your language, Suzu," Horus interrupted, "You know how it annoys Mother."
I sighed. "Whatever."
Horus stood up. "I'll leave you to get dressed. See you in the dining room, okay?"
I nodded as I watched him close the door behind me. I then ran over to the corner of my room to look in my closet.
Every so often, Mother would get me the new fashions from the each century, which was interesting, to say the very least. I looked at the corner of my closet to see some old poodle skirts I never liked, before pushing them aside to find my old stash of tie-die shirts and stone-washed jeans.
I put on my clothes, and as I styled my hair into a loose bun, a face appeared in my long mirror that was not my own.
"Hello, Leila," I said.
The face had flowing bottle green hair, simple violet eyes, and painted red lips.
"Anything about Khayer I should know about?" I asked, my cat ears perking up in interest.
Leila was always my main source of information to hurt and torture Khayer...not a surprise, Horus was the one who brought her to me.
"No," Leila said, and for once in my memory, she sounded a little excited. Usually she was very bored and pessimistic, much like I was.
"You sound like you're in a good mood," I noted, "Why? If it's not Khayer, then it must be something really good..."
"It is, honey," Leila said with a grin, "You know that Atem kid you keep talking about?"I frowned, and looked down at my shoes. "Yeah."
"Well, guess what? HE'S ALIVE!"
My head rocketed upward so fast, I would've thought my neck would snap in half.
"WHAT?"
"He is!" Leila said, "I saw him! On the street and everything!"
I froze. It couldn't be...Atem...he was dead...he was buried and everything...
But I had sensed he was closer than before..."Are...are you sure?" I whispered.
"Positive," Leila replied, "See for yourself."
In Leila's mirror appeared two boys laughing and chatting. One was blond with brown, puppy-like eyes that reminded me very strongly of Jou, and the other had pointy tri-colored hair with flashing scarlet eyes, and around his neck on a silver chain was an upside-down gold pyramid...just like Atem's...
My eyes widened. "Atem...it is him..."
I was quiet for a moment, before whispering some words under my breath.
"I am a Goddess, blessed by some,
But now a mortal I'll become,
For circumstances yet unknown,
One human form you'll need to loan
Me to complete a simple task,
So give it to me: a human mask!"
Magic swirled around me, and after five thousand years, I found myself in my mortal form. My white cat ears, fur and tail were gone, but my brown hair and blue eyes still stood out.
"What are you going to do?" Leila asked anxiously.
"To Ammut with that contract between my father and Seth," I whispered, "I need to see Atem again...I need to..."
"Wait!" Leila tried to stop me, "You can't, he-"
But I disappeared from my room before I could hear the rest of what I assumed was a lecture.
POV: Leila
I sighed sadly as I watched the place where Sahara had stood.
That poor lovesick soul...there's no hope for her...
Atem doesn't even remember her.
