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screeched.
“Nehebkau!”
Asar’s black eyes
fixated on the pale redhead with red rimmed eyes and grey skin, reminiscent of
a reven’s. “Where is the key?” he bellowed and threw down the jar.
“You will never
find it, my love.”
He grabbed the
goddess by the throat and slammed her up against the wall. “Where is it?”
The screams of
revens echoed up the staircase in deafening roar. “We have company,” Kit yelled.
Lilly picked up the
jar and handed it to Kendra. “Stay behind me. Down the steps, Kit. We’re
getting out of here.”
She led the trio down
the center of the church. At this moment she didn’t give a shit if the two gods
followed. Her first concern—getting Kendra to safety. Lilly jumped down out of
the church window followed by her two sisters. She kicked out the window of a
car and hotwired it. “Get her out of here, Kit.”
“Not until you get
in the car.”
“Go. I’ve got to go
back.”
She ran off before
her sister could protest any further, and cautiously navigated her way through
the corridors, only encountering a few revens. Finally, after rounding the
stairs, Lilly entered the small circular room she had left Asar and Kamen. The
chamber lay empty with only the lingering smell of death.
CHAPTER ten
The burning in his
side could only mean one thing.
The blade Kepi
thrust into his ribs had been poisoned with snake venom. It could render any
god powerless in minutes. He could not dematerialize in his weakened state.
Asar strained
against the bindings holding him tight against the stone altar. Normally, he
could have easily overpowered a goddess like Kepi, but without his soul, she
had gotten the upper hand. Even Kamen lay immobilized by nails driven through
his arms, shoulders, thighs and feet.
Asar focused on the
red eyed goddess who leaned over him. She caressed the side of his face. “Whatever
happened to us? I thought you loved me.”
“You betrayed me,”
Asar growled.
“You refused me
entry into the afterlife. You did not even have the decency to condemn me to
walk this god forsaken world. No, you imprisoned me to live my days in
darkness, confined to my tomb. Surely, you could have found it in your dead
heart to forgive me.” The sharp points of her claws ripped through the skin on
his face. “You are keeping strange company these days. A Nehebkau?”
“She is nothing more
than a slave.”
“A very beautiful
slave, I might add. Too bad she ran at the first sign of trouble.”
He had foolishly
thought Lilly would be different than the other woman poisoning his life. Despite
the bellow of betrayal sounding in his head, he pressed his lips tightly
together. He would not show his weakness to Kepi.
The goddess had
taken more than his son and the key to the Underworld. She had stolen his
heart, literally. Cut it out with her bare hands. She robbed him of his very soul,
the one sacred thing he was created to judge. What better revenge could the
goddess have than leave the God of the Underworld without his soul?
Unlike humans, he
existed without his life source, but he could not judge others without it. It
weighed on him like a scarlet letter. With his soul and key, the goddess
resurrected her reven army. He could not let Lilly execute Kepi. His heart lay
inside her chest. If Lilly severed the heart, his soul, a fate worse than death
would fall upon this world and the afterlife.
He did not want to
admit to himself Lilly’s touch alone removed the curse of emptiness. As painful
as it was, he felt alive in her presence. He could have completely absorbed the
life energy she emitted so strongly, but he would not damn her to a fate
similar to his own.
“You have nothing
to say? No last words?” the goddess asked, raking her hand up the length of his
linen covered thigh to rest on his scrotum. The thin material provided little
protection.
He cringed at the
unwanted touch of the goddess. A touch that, long ago, brought him sadistic pleasure,
now just filled him
“Nehebkau!”
Asar’s black eyes
fixated on the pale redhead with red rimmed eyes and grey skin, reminiscent of
a reven’s. “Where is the key?” he bellowed and threw down the jar.
“You will never
find it, my love.”
He grabbed the
goddess by the throat and slammed her up against the wall. “Where is it?”
The screams of
revens echoed up the staircase in deafening roar. “We have company,” Kit yelled.
Lilly picked up the
jar and handed it to Kendra. “Stay behind me. Down the steps, Kit. We’re
getting out of here.”
She led the trio down
the center of the church. At this moment she didn’t give a shit if the two gods
followed. Her first concern—getting Kendra to safety. Lilly jumped down out of
the church window followed by her two sisters. She kicked out the window of a
car and hotwired it. “Get her out of here, Kit.”
“Not until you get
in the car.”
“Go. I’ve got to go
back.”
She ran off before
her sister could protest any further, and cautiously navigated her way through
the corridors, only encountering a few revens. Finally, after rounding the
stairs, Lilly entered the small circular room she had left Asar and Kamen. The
chamber lay empty with only the lingering smell of death.
CHAPTER ten
The burning in his
side could only mean one thing.
The blade Kepi
thrust into his ribs had been poisoned with snake venom. It could render any
god powerless in minutes. He could not dematerialize in his weakened state.
Asar strained
against the bindings holding him tight against the stone altar. Normally, he
could have easily overpowered a goddess like Kepi, but without his soul, she
had gotten the upper hand. Even Kamen lay immobilized by nails driven through
his arms, shoulders, thighs and feet.
Asar focused on the
red eyed goddess who leaned over him. She caressed the side of his face. “Whatever
happened to us? I thought you loved me.”
“You betrayed me,”
Asar growled.
“You refused me
entry into the afterlife. You did not even have the decency to condemn me to
walk this god forsaken world. No, you imprisoned me to live my days in
darkness, confined to my tomb. Surely, you could have found it in your dead
heart to forgive me.” The sharp points of her claws ripped through the skin on
his face. “You are keeping strange company these days. A Nehebkau?”
“She is nothing more
than a slave.”
“A very beautiful
slave, I might add. Too bad she ran at the first sign of trouble.”
He had foolishly
thought Lilly would be different than the other woman poisoning his life. Despite
the bellow of betrayal sounding in his head, he pressed his lips tightly
together. He would not show his weakness to Kepi.
The goddess had
taken more than his son and the key to the Underworld. She had stolen his
heart, literally. Cut it out with her bare hands. She robbed him of his very soul,
the one sacred thing he was created to judge. What better revenge could the
goddess have than leave the God of the Underworld without his soul?
Unlike humans, he
existed without his life source, but he could not judge others without it. It
weighed on him like a scarlet letter. With his soul and key, the goddess
resurrected her reven army. He could not let Lilly execute Kepi. His heart lay
inside her chest. If Lilly severed the heart, his soul, a fate worse than death
would fall upon this world and the afterlife.
He did not want to
admit to himself Lilly’s touch alone removed the curse of emptiness. As painful
as it was, he felt alive in her presence. He could have completely absorbed the
life energy she emitted so strongly, but he would not damn her to a fate
similar to his own.
“You have nothing
to say? No last words?” the goddess asked, raking her hand up the length of his
linen covered thigh to rest on his scrotum. The thin material provided little
protection.
He cringed at the
unwanted touch of the goddess. A touch that, long ago, brought him sadistic pleasure,
now just filled him
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