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Enter the Light-Chapter 6

MalikPOV-Flashback

"Rishid, Rishid!"I cried, the men dragging me off. He only stood there with closed eyes. The pain I felt, I'll never forget it. He drove that knife straight into my back, carving every picture and sylabol with that burning knife. I felt something inside me that day after the initiation, something I can't explain. I always felt it inside me. I'll never forget that day.

Y.MalikPOV

I splashed the cold water on my face, wiping it off with a towel. I looked in the mirror, I've never looked better in my life. "You should look nice for a pretty slave girl"I said out loud. A few days passed. My hormones grew for blood, so I had the man steering stop at a few cities and I killed off a few unluck victims on the street. Now however, I wanted to see my lovely slave girl, Hera. I entered the room, seeing the pretty girl laying. When she saw me she gave me a hateful stare. So defiant, submissive, either way she was fine. "I hope you haven't been too lonely"I said. "Better alone then with you"she said. Nothing she said could make me mad, her words were like those of an angel, and I always wanted to demoralize an angel.

"I enjoy your defiance, but eventualy you'll grow out of it, so you can be a true slave"I said. "I'd rather die"said Hera. Such a willfull spirit I could easily break. I held her uncuffed arm down, mounting on top of her. She gave me a look of fear that was priceless. "HElrmph!"was as far as she got, I clapsed a hand over her mouth, holding her lips shut so she couldn't bite. She shivered, then I laughed getting off her. "This is the life of a slave girl Hera, you're mine anytime I want you"I said. She closed her eyes, the tears coming from her eyes were precious. I leaft her alone for now, just a test tonight. She's willfull at first, but now she knows where she stands.

Hera's POV

I wiped the tears from my eyes. I knew I was helpless but I didn't realize how bad it was until he got on top of me just then. I can't stand it any longer, I have to get out! It was impossible, the Dark Malik had the key to these cuffs. I didn't think it would be so hard to escape with only one hand cuffed but now I know better. I would swim and drown rather then be with this sicko. I lay there for hours, thinking hours on end about nothing but how to escape. I got nowhere fast.

The sun rose and i was shocked at how much time had passed. Dark Malik came in, I didn't even feel like trying to yell at him. I just wanted for this visit to end before he decided to take advantage of me. He had a glass of water in his hand. "Drink up"he said. I kept my mouth shut but he simply pointed the Rod at me. My body moved and I couldn't even feel it, let alone try and fight it. He poured the water down. A few minutes after he leaft I felt very sleepy and woozy. I might as well sleep and hope he didn't do anything while I was asleep.

Y.MalikPOV

We were finally here, at my homeland. I uncuffed Hera and brought her out into the sands of Egypt, not far from where my home was. The man was trapped in his own mind. I wanted Hera to awaken to see my homeland and such she did after being out for a few hours. "What do you think?"I asked. "Egypt"she said in awe. "Come, I want you to meet my family before they die"I said. I had just enough influence of my rod to make her unable to run. We walked down to the tomb where my family lived. Waiting for the Pharoah in his grave, that'll be their grave.

"Where's your home?"she asked, not in a nice or submissive tone, rather a sour one, though not a rebelious one. "Just ahead"I pointed out. It wasn't long before we were walking down into the tomb.

HeraPOV

Wow, unbelievable. A pharoah's tomb. Malik lived here? What am I thinking, I have other things to worry about. I can feel a small grip on me, he was using the Rod no doubt. Two people were there, one was huge in a purple robe and a scar on his face. The other was a woman. The woman gasped, the man as well. "Nice to see you too"said Dark Malik, which I lovingly refer to him as. "Malik-sama, Malik-sama! Wake up!"yelled the big guy.

"Don't even try Rishid, he's gone, and you will be too. Not to mention you Isis"said Dark Malik. He looked down towards me, Isis and Rishid seeming to have finally noticed me now. "Meet my slave girl, Hera. Hera, this is Isis, my blood sister and Rishid, my step brother"said Dark Malik. I looked away from them. "Don't you dare harm that innocent girl! You bring disgrace to my brother's name"said Isis. They were actualy sticking up for me? "He gave birth to me which is why his father died, he insulted his own name. I have never been or will never be a tombkeeper, this grave will be yours as well. If the Pharoah does return, I'll make sure to kill him"said Dark Malik. I opened my eyes, I couldn't stand to be with him. He was distracted, I saw my chance. I leaped forward, my hand gripping the rod perfectly before I fell forward with it clutched in my hands. "Bitch!"muttered Dark Malik. I rolled forward and stood myself up. He grabbed me by the hair painfuly, I screamed but held tightly onto the Rod. He was grabbing onto it, trying to pull it back. The cap fell off, revealing a needle. I didn't want to stab him, that was the body of an innocent. I felt myself fly backwards, he used the Rod's power, I realized.

"Before I kill these two, someone needs a reminder where they stand"said Dark Malik. I hit my head pretty hard, it ached. My body stood up on it's own and he smacked me across the face. I yelped in great pain, blood coming from the side of my mouth. "Stop this!"yelled Isis. I fell to my hands and knees, then got a kick in the ribs. I yelped again, holding onto my ribs as I felt more painful stomps into me. "No more!"yelled Rishid. The pain stopped, but I still didn't move. "Are you okay/"asked Isis, bending down over me. I was astonished they even cared for my health. I nodded to her, coughing up a little blood. I was in such pain, I felt like I may die. I certainly couldn't move, only lay there.

"AGHH!"I heared from Dark Malik, a jolt of hope shooting up. "W-what's happening?"I asked weakly, more blood coming from my mouth. "Brother!"gasped Isis, who still didn't drop me. I realized Malik was back. "Go see him, don't let me(a few coughs of blood)delay you"I said. "It's okay"she said. "Hera!"i heared him gasp. He raced down, bending over me. "I'm, sorry. It was my fault"I said. i coughed but very little blood this time. Malik hugged me closely, I could hear him sobbing loudly and feel his tears mixing with the blood on me. I wish I could've returned it. "Malik-sama, it's time I explained something I perhaps should've told you before"said Rishid. He brought Malik over and they talked. I kept telling Isis to go see her brother but she refused.

IsisPOV

Rishid had grabbed the rod from the evil Malik, and his presence allowed his true self to come out. I turned Hera over despite her protest. I was glad to see my brother but I felt guilty. She should never have been brought into this. By the time Hera consented to let me check her, Malik and Rishid came back.

MalikPOV

I always knew it deep down somehow. I always knew there was something inside me but never knew what. I still hedl some responsibility for what happened, but I was glad to know myself had never killed my father, or anyone. There were bruises all over Hera's back. "I'm sorry, I should never have let this kind of evil be born"I said. "I, I helped bring it out, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what I did"she said. Tears were flowing, and she coughed quite a bit, blood still coming. "It's-"I liked you Malik, I truly did. I love you now, now that I know who you really are"she said. She raised her trembling arm towards me. "No, stop!"I said worriedly, with tears of my own. "It wasn't your fault, your father had no right to force this onto you. Please Malik, kiss me so I know what one's like. I don't want to die, but if I do I at least want to have a kiss"she said. I bent down and kissed her on the lips, some of the blood coming onto my face.

"Let's get her to a hospital"said Isis. I nodded, they may not have been like American hospitals, in fact probaly more advaced but it should do. We could never get her home in time. We brought her to the doctor quickly, who took her in. All we could do was wait.

TBC

The POV's will mostly be of Malik and Hera, as well as Y.Malik who isn't gone yet(c'mon, who thought he'd go that easily?)