It was day two out in the desert and Juliet was strangely at home, she wasnt overly thirsty, nor was her leg aching unnessesarily. Cain sat behind her and continued to educate her on the shifting sands and how to get to this portal should something happen to her. Zarek commented every so often about being safe at dark and durring the day should she ever find herself alone out here. Or even in the spirit desert should that arise. When they came upon the ruins that held the Anubis portal she was absolutely sure she saw nothing but rubble and sand. They both looked skyward as sand began to swirl around them, and suddenly the ruins rebuilt themselves, she was staring in wonder at the stacking rocks. She was stunned, then Zarek climbed from his camel and Cain followed. A man in anchient clothes came forward and bowed, "Master Zarek, allow me to return the camels." He whispered. Zarek passed the reigns over and helped her down. Cain followed and tugged an amulet out of his shirt.
"What's that for?" She asked.
"So no one bothers me." Cain said. "I'm a cat, a pure being in the Anubis' City of the Dead."
"He means so no one can touch him, his amulet means he wont shame his mistress by using his powers to harm the house." Zarek took her hand and led her ahead, Cain close at their backs. She marveled at the place before her, it was built just like an anchient villiage with a huge palace and pyramids flanking the palace. She was awed by it, what had been ruins but moments ago. "This is Duat, it is the underworld and home to the gods. Their are many palaces and many pyramids here. All seperated by the spirit desert. This is Anubis' domain, he is the god of burial and his daughter is the goddess of purification."
"This town?" She asked.
"His most faithful followers in life were given a choice. Have their hearts weighed or remain his followers. Many chose to follow him, so they were given places to live in this village. Most are dead, some are followers of this time period." Zarek explained. "You wont be spending much time here, this is my home, yours is in that palace up there."
They continued through the treck and Cain became as solid as stone, his face wiped clean of emotions. She wondered about that, she worried she'd been the cause of their distant relationship. Cain refused to reiterate on their discussion, they obviously cared for one another if they were being so stubborn. She wonderd if the was on their radar, as a princess or because she was crippled. Were they not allowed to feel for her, she was beginning to wonder abotu alot of things now that she was seeing the supernatural right in front of her.
The palace loomed high above them, Juliet was awed by it as gaurds rushed out all had heads of jackals, armored for war. She was staring as Zarek pulled her cowl down over her head. "I come with greetings to Anubis my master, my search was a success." The gaurds listened then moved to allow them entry. She bristled as she felt their dark eyes on her, sizing her up, her limp. Cain took her arm.
"Use me to ease the limp." He spoke, she nodded and the limp lessened as she held on to him. They walked into the ornate marble doors and there he stood. He was huge, muscular and bare in the torso. He wore jewelry around his neck and on his arms. The silk at his waist covered his hips and ran to his knees. He had huge legs, bulging with muscle. She could understand why her mother had had an affair. By the looks of the hulking man in front of her he was her father, andhe was hot. He didnt have a jackal head. Instead he had long curly black hair, and bright golden eyed, a goatee was trimmed and pulled into a gue that graced his chin. He had serious no nonsense lips. This was the God Anubis, she could feel it in her bones. And a small part of her was overjoied to see him. She knew him she knew she did.
"Aishe." He breathed as she saw her, she smiled as memories she never knew surged before her eyes. HIs smiling face over her, his voice in her dreams, this was her father. She smiled as he drew close to examine her, as if she wasnt real. Suddenly she was hauled up into his arms for a hug she melted into. This was far different from her dads hugs. He had been stiff, afraid of her more than anything else. But he had been warm, loving. She had been all to aware that she wasnt his daughter, she wanted to be that for him but she knew she never could. She had tried harder than anything else though. But in this mans arms, she knew he was her father, he loved her and she could feel it in her head and heart. "My Aishe." he breathed and looked at her again. "I have missed you daughter, it has been so long, too long."
She saw the shimmer of tears in his eyes and her heart ached, what ever had happened that night had been awful. She may have been saved and safe in America, but he had suffered, his daughter had been presumed dead. All these years, all the lost time, she felt tears glisten on her cheeks, he brushed them away with a warm tan palm. "Gods, my Aishe has returned." She didnt have the heart to correct him on the name. She didnt have the heart to leave the arms of a father that was really her father. She had said goodbye tot he man who had loved and cared for her all her life. Now looking up she was saying hello to the father she had never met, the one who had missed her. Her a cripple. She smiled at him and hoped he hadnt seen her limp, she didnt want to ruin the loving gaze he set on her.