A/n: wewt! Three chapters today! Thank you for reviewing and I hope you continue to like!
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Malik opened his eyes weakly and moaned as he felt the sting all over his body.
It hurt to breath.
Immediately his best friend was at his side with a cup of fresh blood.
"Sit up a bit. Drink this, it will ease your pain my friend."
Malik let out a pained whimper as he tried to pull himself into a sitting position but his arms gave out below him.
He gasped for air as he dropped heavily back onto the black leather couch.
Demetrius sighed to himself and lifted him up, carrying him over to a reclining chair.
Malik closed his eyes as he shivered and began to cry.
The pain was like a thousand sunburns being raked with razor sharp nails.
He could barely breath as the cup was lifted to his lips and he drank quickly.
After finishing the cup he was able to focus on the tall figure in front of him.
"What are…you doing here?"
Demetrius' face paled and he sighed.
"Andrew was worried when you cut communication with him."
Malik suddenly glared.
"Did he tell you why I cut him off?"
Demetrius looked away, his bright green eyes dulling momentarily.
"He didn't have to but I had to make sure you were alright."
Malik looked away with a heavy sigh.
He felt much better now.
The pain was almost gone.
" Thank you."
Demetrius smiled and touched his shoulder.
"You've been like a brother to me since I met you...it felt wrong to let you go so far away without anyone to help you. But hey listen. You need a place to stay right? Well I'm going back to Egypt in a few days, you can have this place if you want."
Demetrius smiled warmly as Malik yawned and closed his eyes.
"That would be great."
He barely felt a thing as he was placed back on the couch.
He took the blanket that was laid over him and pulled it up to his shoulders as he drifted off to sleep.
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Night fell and Andrew again entered the room where his new slave still lay sleeping.
He raised his hand and spoke, his voice echoing.
"Arise."
Anzu opened her eyes and looked around.
She sat up and looked into his eyes, a blank expression written in hers and he smiled.
"My blushing new bride, it's time for dinner. Come my love."
She rose from the bed and walked to him, her feet never making a sound on the cold marble floor.
He lifted her face and kissed her sweetly.
"Are you feeling better tonight?"
Anzu gave him a confused look.
"Was I sick?"
His expression grew grave and he nodded, releasing her.
"Very sick my love…you almost died. Don't you remember?"
She stepped back.
"Almost died! No, I don't remember a thing up until tonight! Who are you!"
He took her hand and quieted her.
"Calm my love, I don't want you fainting again. I will explain everything over a nice warm dinner."
She nodded as she stared into his eyes and followed him out of the room.
Down a long corridor and to the left was the dining room door, which he led her into and politely pulled her seat out.
Once seated across from her at the small table he took her hand.
"Now, are you sure you don't remember anything? Perhaps I shouldn't tell you now."
Two crystal goblets were set between them.
Without a second thought Anzu picked up hers and drained it in a matter of seconds.
He smiled and pushed the other to her.
"My, I didn't expect you to be so hungry my black dove. Here take as much as you need and I will tell you what happened."
She nodded and sipped at this one more slowly, closing her eyes.
"You were from Japan originally, however when your parents died…at the hands of your brother, you came here to Egypt to escape him."
She looked up.
"But I failed and he nearly killed me…but you killed him and gave me a new life. But…my body didn't react well and…the last thing I remember before that horrid nightmare is falling into your arms."
He nodded solemnly.
"That was nearly six days ago. You were so very ill my love; I was truly worried about you. But now you're awake and we'll start a beautiful life together, Margaret."
She looked up at him in confusion.
"I thought I was Anzu."
He shook his head, a concerned look playing across his lips.
"Margaret Annabell Markesh. It's quite a regal and fitting name for you. Anzu was the false name you lived under to escape."
She nodded and went back to her third glass.
She suddenly gave a giggle.
"What's in this? I feel funny."
He smirked and kissed her hand.
"Nothing to worry about my love, you probably just feel a little drunk from having not fed in quite a few days."
She nodded and took another drink, draining her third glass and another was set before her.
The more she drank, the stranger she felt until finally she stood, her vision blurred and started swaying.
"I think I need to lay down."
He stood in concern and watched as she fell to the floor with a sigh.
"Oh dear…perhaps I should have started her off on steaks."
He smiled warmly as he lifted her from the ground.
"No matter, the stronger she is in sixty two days, the more powerful I become."
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Isis stood silently by her brother and sighed deeply as she looked down at him.
He still hadn't wakened.
She'd been watching over him for the better part of the day and he seemed only to get worse.
By day she watched over him and by night Demetrius did also.
As Demetrius entered the room that evening he found her to be nearly asleep on her feet.
She closed her eyes with a sigh as he wrapped his arms around her.
"I'm so tired."
He nodded and gently lifted her into his arms.
"Sleep now. There's nothing we can do. It's all up to him. All we can do is watch over him and hope he decides he wants to live."
She rested her head on his shoulder as he carried her into her room.
He sat next to her as he placed her gently on her bed.
She opened her eyes just a sliver and reached out her hand.
He took it and kissed her fingertips.
"Goodnight love, sleep well."
She was asleep before he released her hand.
"We'll make this work Isis, I swear we will."