Disclaimer-I will never own Dais, Sekhmet, and/or Anubis. Everyone belongs to his or her respective owners, producers, writers, voice actors, and all such people associated with the three characters mentioned in this poem.
Warning-This poem/story is rated T, also known as PG-13, due to the fact that it mentions brainwashing, a drug used to do the brainwashing, the idea of using human blood as the edge of a ritual circle, and dark themes. If this isn't your cup of tea, then you should leave this fan fiction right now. My Boxers will bite flamers who ignore this warning.
Inhale
Isabel Night
Where can you run my red-haired ogre?
Is there any location for you to hide?
A soul who stepped back into our world
Enthroned by a blackened sun--
Symbolic parody of night
Did you think we would not know?
Your glittering aura
Silvery moon--
Have planned to bring you back our side
Via a vial
As early as noon
"This drug will brainwash our little spring"
"Correct; the success rate is high"
"Then it is to be administered orally?"
"Yes; your illusions should purchase more time"
"He will recognize our faces?"
"Memories, friends, and all"
"Thank you for this vial Sekhmet"
"You are welcome, now hurry up and go!"
Are you alone my dear Anubis?
That monk no longer at your side
He cannot preserve you from the hunters--
Who wish to claim you
Never let you rest
Much less hide
Restrained by the three Warlords
The blood of two mortals
Periphery for the sacrifice
As this green liquid enjoins the darkness
Embracing us for one more night
So beam your last mortal smile
Discard the monk's robes
Feel the touch of sub-armor
As we fetch you
Forever to have and hold
THE END
End Notes-I would like to thank everyone who has read and/or reviewed this poem. It means a great deal to me for people to look at my work and comment on it.