Set

Have you ever felt overcrowded in your own home? After so many years of betrayals, I've learned to never let my 'allies' slip out of sight for too long. Having everyone in my castle till the war is over is the perfect way to keep them in check. But, by Ra, does it get annoying! Especially with Anat and Astarte's constant parties. Don't get me wrong, usually I'd be having a blast. But enjoying loud music is hard whit that constant headache my new body brings.

It's my body.

"You still think so? Wanna be in control around all my friends?"

He goes quiet.

"Thought so. You can't pass for me as well as I can pass for you."

"I wonder what it feels like," I tell him as we walk down the hall. "To be nothing but a voice in your own head? To hear someone else talk with your own voice, use your face? And all you can do is scream, even though the sound would never leave your mouth."

His panic raises in my chest, but I push it down.

I shake my head. "Don't. Amos, I wanted your help and you refused. You left me no choice, but to take over."

I can still overpower you.

"Oh, yes, you can. But now it's time for you to see things from my point of view. By the time my birthday comes, would you want to get rid of me?"

I come to a stop before my room – the biggest door at the very end of the hall, taking up all it's width. It overlooks all other rooms, spread out on it's left and right. Like a king at the head of a table.

Anat is leaning on the door. Her red dress sleeveless dress is being held by a piece of black linen, tied around her waist. Her golden curly hair brushes against her shoulders. It seems to glow against her dark skin. Her eyes are fixed on me. The sparkling amber eyes of a blood-thirsty lioness.

"You're not at the party." She notes, stepping towards me.

"The party's boring." I tell her, getting closer. Anat smiles and I trace her jaw. She lets out a low purr as we kiss.

"I can think of something fun." She whispers, playing with one of my braids.

Not with my body.

"Didn't your parents teach you that sharing is caring."

Not in this context, no.

Another kiss. I wrap my arms around her waist. My fingers hook the knot of her belt.

What about Nephthys?

I shake my head slightly. "Nephthys made her choice a long time ago."

But you love her.

"Doesn't mean I'll wait for her forever."

I kiss Anat and she purrs again, drawing all thought away from the annoying Kane. I'm about to order one of the fire spheres to open the door to my room, when someone coughs behind me. We part. Baal is standing in front of us, arms crossed and eyes narrowed.

"Setekh."

"Don't pout," I tell him. "You can be next."

Baal tilts his head. "What? No, that's not what I'm here for." Pity, his muscles look grate. "We have a new lead. Isis opened a portal from Paris to America 2 hours ago."

Finally, a lead. "Where are they?"

"Washington, D.C. Somewhere around the Washington Monument."

I nod and whistle. Anat and Baal step away from me. A moment later, the sha comes running towards me. It jumps excitedly, its forked tail rocking back and forth. I kneel and scratch the back of its ear.

Anat's eyes glisten with excitement. "The Set Animal," she says. "The most terrifying totem animal in all of Egypt."

Baal scratches his beard. "It acts like a dog."

"And it hunts like a killer." I tell him. "The moment it senses its pray, nothing can stop it." I look back at the sha and rub its head. It licks my hand.

You're right, so terrifying.

He's acting dismissively, but I can feel the panic in his voice. There is nothing that can help the younglings now.