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"Sister, are you there?" A voice echoed through the building where Neith was walking through. She had no idea how she'd been transported here, but she knew her siblings were here and she had to save them. Neith finally got out of the shadowy area, hand around the hilt of her sword. Her black hair was in a long, tight plait and she was in a see through silk dress, her markings on full display.

"Teti, where are you?" Ancient Egyptian flowed easily from her mouth as Neith entered another room, surveying the surroundings. Immediately, she recognised it as the Throne Room and her golden eyes landed on the Pharaoh's Throne, which her older brother should have been occupying, with her Mother's custom crown resting on the seat. The crown was pure gold and commemorated all of her battles, she had worn it with pride and it had gained her vast armies. Ascending up the stairs slowly, Neith turned quickly to see people packed into the Throne Room, all watching eagerly as she reached the actual Throne. Picking up the crown slowly, she turned to the crowd, seeing them all begin to cheer in joy at having her on the Throne. Briefly, her head turned back to the Throne with longing in her eyes, before they turned hard. Facing back to the audience, she gave a smile. "I deserve this. I have won many wars and have expanded Egypt's hold and our armies. I have proven myself to be able to rule this country more than a few times. I do deserve this." Golden fire enveloped her hands and the crown, the gold melting without it's power onto the floor. Her eyes burned with a far more ancient fire then the one in her hands, flicking her wrists to be free of any gold on her hands when the crown was completely melted. Cracking her neck slightly, she headed back down the stairs with her eyes focused. "That is what I think of you trying to convince me to leave my family. I will never leave the ones I love behind." She strode firmly out of the room and the fire evaporated. "I could leave them and be Queen..." She commented to herself as she continued to walk. "I could lead this country like my mother did, but she would have slapped me and reminded me that family is what matters. I cannot leave them."

"Sister!" Her younger brother's voice called, sounding much closer now, and her head snapped up. "Hurry!"

"Atumoris, where are you?" Neith called in slight desperation. Atumoris sounded very afraid, and it took a lot to unnerve that child.

"Help!" He screamed and her legs moved to a run, the dress not helping in the slightest.

"Where are you?!"

"We are where you would least expect." That was her older brother, and she began to turn in all directions. "We are where we hate to be, but must be. We did not ask for this place, but it has followed all of us our whole lives."Neith stopped, thinking deeply.

"Where you would least expect..."She repeated gently, her brain whirring. "We are where we hate to be... We did not ask for it, yet it has followed us all..."Everything suddenly fell into place and Neith turned around, running as fast as she could towards the false Throne Room, throwing the door opened and pushing aside every person. She stood in front of the Throne, her hand outstretched.

"This is your only chance, Neith." Neith turned to see their current High Priest. "If you sit on that Throne, then you shall become the Queen of Egypt in the real Realm as well. Forget your siblings, they are only pieces in a game. You are what is important. You are what Egypt needs to thrive and survive."

"No." Neith shook her head, raising her hand and the Throne began to crumble. "None of us want this Throne, it means nothing, but we are bound by duty. We are bound even further to each other, and I will not leave them. No matter what you may say... You will not convince me any further. As the Throne crumbled away completely, a stone slab moved out of the way and her siblings slowly climbed out. "They mean more to me than a golden chair ever will."

"Nettie?" I snapped back to reality and looked up at Chato, who was looking down with a very worried expression. I nodded and kept walking to catch up to the others.

"I just had the weirdest vision..." I shook my head to be free of whatever that was, walking beside Rick with a lick of my lips. "It just happened again." I murmured softly, seeing Boomerang talking lowly to Slipknot.

"Another vision?" He murmured back and I nodded. "How many others have you had since we last saw each other?"

"This is first one since Krakow." I shrugged slightly, frowning when a breeze passed and the bottom of my dress dared to ruffle a little too much. "There shall be no Marilyn Monroe moments here, thank you." Our eyes snapped up when Slipknot suddenly took off into the air. "What the-" Rick quickly put his finger on Slipknot's picture that was on his arm tablet, Slipknot's head exploding milliseconds afterwards. I gasped slightly, covering my mouth with one hand and where they injected me with the other. I turned my head to Boomerang, who simply shrugged and I sighed, shaking my head. "Really?" I mouthed and he nodded.

"Just wanted to see if they were fakin' or not." I deapanned as Kaye walked over to stand close by Boomerang.

"Careful there, youngling, he might try getting your brains blown out to." I walked back slightly to see Rick was off on a tangent again.

"You next?" He asked Chato, making me raise an eyebrow. I didn't think Chato had any intention of leaving this little group if I was staying. Was Rick just picking on him because we were dating? Maybe because of the tattoos? Was Rick trying to get him riled up.

"Leave him alone, Richard." I kept the salt out of my tone, cracking my neck slightly. "Come on, let's move past this mess."

"Couldn't have worded it better myself." Kaye stepped over Slipknot's body without the slightest care, making me roll my eyes.

"Are you always this positive?"

"I'm not a fan of sarcasm." Kaye turned his head slightly as I reached his side, everyone else close by. His cockney accent sounded so odd, and it didn't match how he looked. Remember how I said I was funny about those kinds of people?

"Tough luck, I live off it." I gave a grin and moved back to be inside the group. "I think he's a bit of a loner." I told Harley and she nodded, looking down at me slightly. Without the heels, she was a good two inches taller than me, but having the heels on didn't help at all. She nodded with pursed lips, tilting her head.

"Shame, he's kinda adorable. I'd be his friend."

"I thought I was the adorable one?" I questioned and laughed slightly. "I'd be his friend too. He needs friends to warm up too, don't cha think?"

"You're my cutie pie, there's a difference." She winked and pinched my cheek slightly.

"'Ey!" I flapped my hand around and she laughed, her head thrown back slightly.

"That's why your a cutie, not adorable."

"What's the difference?"

"Cuties look a bit more mature, but adorable people tend to remind me of kids, for some reason." She shrugged. "I dunno." She began to walk with a strange beat, practically bouncing on her feet. "Come on, I'm ready to swing this baby?" She gave a practice swing with her bat, before pretending to make it a shotgun.

"Stay crazy, Harley." I shook my head with a smile. It faded when we were stopped, Rick and his team moving ahead to hide behind a car. Deadshot and Katana soon followed, making me move to be beside Chato. I stared at where they were looking and saw human-like figures, my eyes narrowing. "What in Ra's good name are they?"

"Not human." Kaye added and I threw him a look.

"Really? I thought they were golden haired children with braids skipping to a picnic." I whispered, punching his arm slightly. "Don't be slick with me, young Padiwan."

"Pada-what?"

"Be quiet." My finger landed on his lips, but he shook his head and melted into the shadows. I raised my eyebrows, not even able to his outline, before I saw him emerge out of the shadows by Rick. What the hell? There are too many weird things happening and I don't like it. Rolling my shoulders, I felt my fingers beginning to tingle, but I shook them to clear it. I looked up at Chato, who looked very nervous (even under the tattoos) and I couldn't blame him. I gave a small smile, but my head whipped around when gunshots were let off. My face turned into a firm mask as I speed walked forward, my hands tingling again, seeing they looked human but were covered in bubble-type things and were basically matte black. Whatever they were, I may not have to take any part in this... The tingling in my hands increased and I realised I didn't have a choice. My powers wanted to be used and flexed, not cooped up. "Fine, you win..." I raised my hand, preparing to use my gifts, until Rick got surrouded. Both Harley and I ran over, my hand shooting out again and a large burst of energy followed, coming out in a golden ball. Most of them got blown off, Harley handling the last one, and I pulled Rick up. "Come on soldier, you can do better than that." My gifts were singing at being used, so I allowed a small smile as my eyes became fuelled with ancient fire. Maybe we would make it out alive.

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