[2010]

Leila Clifton was driving down the streets of Seattle to her house. She was coming back from her third year in medical school. She sighed as she fiddled with the radio. She was tired, her head hurt and she still had things to do. Did she really what to go through another year of medical school?

Again she sighed. Of course she did. It was hard work but she knew it was what she wanted to do, and she was almost done. Driving down the bridge, Leila was halfway across it when suddenly shes in the air, still in her car and she screams as her car plunges into the river. The car was sinking so fast she only had time to open a window halfway. She wouldn't fit through there. She had to wait for the car to fill up with water so she could open the door. She tried to calm down as the car filled up and tried not to think how deep she was. This river was deep. The water got to her throat and she prayed she wasn't very deep. Taking one last deep breath, she held her breath as the water covered her head. She opened the car door and swam out. With all her force, Leila swam up seeing she wasn't so deep she could see the sun. Wow, thank god the sun was out in Seattle for once or she be more panicked. She swam up when she knew she would break the water some kind of force grabbed onto her feet. Looking down, she saw a water tornado building under her and it was pulling her down with it. What? This was a calm river, there weren't suppose to be strong currents. She swam up but with fruitless effort. Slowly she was pulled even further from the surface when all she saw was the sun shining on top the water before she was surrounded by complete darkness. Her last thought was that she never get to be a doctor. What a waste.

[Somewhere]

"Sir, we are almost to Memphis" the young man names Waset told General User Ramses as he was adjusting his headdress on. Ramses went outside and saw the great Nile river stretch out before him. How much he loved his home. And how much he hated those who ruled. They were all stupid, all they cared about was themselves and not the welfare of their people.

"Thank you Waset" he said to the young man and walked to the very front of the boat. "Its good to be home" he whispered. He looked more at the scene before him when he noticed small boat pick up a floating person.

"Is he dead?" Waset asked sounding worried. Ramses sneered. He probably was dead. But why should they care.

"Hey you, stop watching and go tell the men to pick up the speed"

"Yes sir," Waset said as he stumbled over and went on running.

Am I dead? It feels like I'm floating. My body is swaying. What happ - ?

"Ahh" Leila screamed as she felt water being poured on her face, entering her mouth and nose. She was still drowning?

"Shes awake sir," a man said to another man as he looked down at her. She blinked from one man to the other. Egyptians? How the fuck did she get here wherever this was. Was there some sort of Egyptian festival thing going on in Seattle? Or was there a hidden Egyptian community in Seattle? How where they wearing their customs in plain Feburary was crazy to her. Then she looked around and knew she was nowhere near Seattle. In fact, it was the opposite of Seattle. The sun was high in the sky shining brightly with no cloud in sight. She was floating up a river towards god knows where. She looked around and all she saw was desert sand and another boat. She looked back at the man who poured water over her.

"Next time don't pour water, that rude" she said as she got up and got her wet hair out of her face, "but thanks for saving me but could you tell me where I am?" she asked as she looked around. The man looked at her weird. And she looked at him.

"Captain, this woman is speaking in a different language I i never heard" the young man yelled at something above them. Leila looked up to find another man dressed like the other two looking down at her.

"What's your name woman" What? She wondered.

"Hey you, can anyone speak English here? You know Engliiish?" she empathized the word to see if they get it. No response. "God, you people. Why do you move to this country and not bother learning the language. Really" she shouted. She slumped down on the ground again and looked out the scenery before her. She had been wet some minutes before but now she was dry. As she was looking up at the sun, a figure came before it and blocked the sun.

"Girl, get up and go with the rest of the slaves" he shouted at her as he pulled her up and handed her to one of the young man.

"Hey, whats the big deal here. I said thank you for saving my life what the – " sharp pain went through her jaw and cheeks. She looked at him with angry eyes and was about to attack him – never mind he was a big man – but the young man was holding her back, whispering franticly to her as the asshole walked away.

"Hey, stop don't make him mad or he'll give you worse then a slap" he kept on talking as he led her away. What the fuck was up with this people? She thought. Is this how they treated woman back in their country, well then she report them and hope they get send back. Then again she looked around and remembered that she was nowhere near Seattle anymore, but maybe she was still in the US. California maybe? How long was she out?

"Hey, you whats going to happen to me?" she asked him repeatedly, wanting him to understand while he just looked at her sympathetically. They approached a group of woman with dirty cloths shrinking away from the officers if they got near them. The young man sat her down next to a young girl and some older ladies.

"Stay here and don't cause trouble" he said. Looking at him, she could tell he was asking her to be good. Fine, she would if only for now. She gave him a small smile and he blushed to the root of his hair. He was a cute one. He was about the age of her best-friends brother. He smiled and walked away slowly, looking back at her once in a while as he worked about in the ship.

"Memphis in sight" someone obscured by the sails yelled. What now? Leila thought. She looked around the sails to see mud building rise. They came to a stop of what seemed to be a harbor filled with people and boats. Slowly, she saw the men take out things from the boat and carry them somewhere. When an hour or so passed, she noticed the cute young man come towards them, a sad look in his face.

"Come on woman, its time to go to your new master" he said nicely but the woman seemed to be scared of him as they shrieked and pulled away from him.

"Come now, you don't want us to use force do you" he said again. This time, the woman slowly got up and started to be led by other man. Leila got up too and walked next to the young man behind everyone else.

"What going on" she thought aloud. They were taken past the sailors and the boats and deeper into the city. There, hundreds of people where walking around and many vendors where there. She noticed people give her weird looks as she passed them. Was it because of her red hair? She thought. Everyone in the streets either had black hair wig thing or a headdress on. So what was weird about her natural hair color. Slowly, the woman slowed down as they were lined up and they were all guarded. Leila stood at the end held there by the young man. She looked at him wanting to see some kind of expression but he kept his face plain and not even looking at her. She pouted. But then a bad feeling over came her as the leader guy who had hit her was yelling at the crowd.

"Come one and all, new slaves from far away land. They're all young and strong, and some quite beautiful" he said as he looked at Leila with a smirk. Why was he looking at her that way? It probably wasn't good since the young man next to her finally made an expression and he didn't look happy. People came forward and talking to the leader. A old man pointed at the girls next to her and then gave the leader money as the other men who had been on the boat pulled a young woman out from the line and dragged her to the old man as he smiled at her without any teeth. The old man grabbed the rope that had been tied around the girls arms and neck and pulled her with him.

What? She was being treated like a slave. She was being sold. Where the fuck was she? There was no way the US would allow this to happen. Where was she? She saw as more people came and left with other girls. Was she going to be sold. She guessed she was lucky so far but people kept looking at her weird as if they were scared of her. Leila looked at the young man next to her see if she could get some help from her, but he was not looking at anyone or anything in particular. What was she to do. She didn't know their language, they didn't know her language. She looked up frantically and caught eyes with the leaders who gave her a big smile with two teeth missing. Ugh. She looked around. The part where they were at was surrounded by the sailors that had been on the boat and they had scary looking swords. She could run, but she get lost and they find her and they might kill her. Calm down Leila, she told herself. She find a way. She just had to wait for the chance to present itself.

[1319 B.C.] (sometime after the AS story)

"Humph, what to buy today"Nefert said as she walked down the streets of the vendors. She looked left and right, up and down and still found nothing that she wanted. She sighed. To be rich and yet nothing interesting to buy. She wondered if her brother was home yet. He should be home, and here she was, trying to find something to welcome him back. He had been gone for months now, gods knows doing what and she had missed him. She wanted to give him something that would take his mind of Yuri Ishtar. But what. She didn't know since she has never seen him so heartbroken, even if he didn't show it.

"Come one and all, new slaves from far away land. They're all young and strong, and some quite beautiful" said a mans voice over the sounds of everything else. Interested, Nefert came upon the crowed surrounding the man and what he was selling. She looked around and saw that he was selling woman as slaves. Turning around uninterested, Neferts eye was caught by something bright and flaming. It was a beautiful woman with red hair that was all messed up, her eyes where a bright green color. She was somewhat her height, maybe taller and she looked fierce just standing there. Nefert liked her. She didn't get to meet many strong woman in her life and it this one was interesting.

"How about the girl with the red hair? How much?" An old man said as he leered at the red head. The leader named Ako (he tried courting Nefert at one time), shook his head. "That one is a rebellious one. She be hard to handle" and so the old man instead left with another woman. Nefert went up to Ako.

"Hello Ako, its been some time huh" she said to him coyly as she came up close to him. He smiled his two missing teeth smile.

"Hello Nefert, what brings you here. Surely not slaves, you have enough" he said. She pouted.

"You can never have too many Ako" he chuckled. "Besides, my personal maid just got pregnant and so I'm in need a replacement"

"Well, choose any if you like. I can give them to you at a good price"

"Really, well okay I'll choose" she pretended to look around. "How about her" Nefert locked eyes with the red haired woman. Ako turned around and shook his head immediately.

"No good that one, shes a bad one. I'm going to have to train her" he said. Nefert looked at him with a smile. You bastard, she thought.

"Well, I want that one" she said raising her chin. Ako looked mad for a second but he hid it quite well.

"I told you what is wrong with her, unless of course you're asking to be killed while you sleep"

"I'll take my chances. Besides, Ramses is home so he can train her I bet." Nefert saw the fight going on inside Ako head, trying to revoke her.

"Guards, tie her up and give her to Nefert" Nefert smiled at him. "Thank you Ako, my servant will give you the payment now." Then Nefert saw another pretty young girl hiding timidly behind the red head. "I'll take the young girl as well" she said without even thinking. Ako nodded and so Nefert got two slaves. "It was fun doing business with you Ako. Goodbye" Nefert said as she started to leave with her servants and guards leading the two girls.

How Nefert hated that man. So did Ramses. He was an evil bastard who used woman to demonstrate his power as a man and solider of the great Egyptian empire. He was nothing compared to her brother the great General Ramses.

"I will bid my time" Leila said as she was dragged through the dusty streets of the city towards the woman house.

Hello reader, well hope that you liked it. I love Anatolia Story but I hate how Ramses (who is my favorite) isn't as happy as everyone and so I decided to give my own spin off. Hope you all keep on reading. Since I'm a senior this year, updates might vary since grades, college and work take up a lot of time. :)