<span style='color:purple'>Metallica lifted himself up from the floor and looked towards the tear stained sandstone. He shook his head slowly and lifted himself up from the floor. He looked towards the pool as that of the golden ball of Takara came back up out of the water. It floated over to him and reformed into her. She looked up at him with tears running down her fae before she walked into Metallica mouthing the word 'daddy' to him. He placed his arms about her and drew her into him. He tears still running down his cheeks as he held her spirit form close to him. He held his daughter to him for the longest time, apologizing to her. He slowly drew back from her and leaned in kissing her on the forehead. "I should have never left. I-I should have stayed with them." Metallica stroke his daughter's cheek gently just gazing upon her tear filled face. He shook his head and lowered it in doubt. He lifted his eyes back up at the sound of Amunet's voice as she spoke of the locket. He turned his eyes back on her and stood up walking over. He just gazed upon the locket and lowered his eyes down onto his metallic talon hands. "I could never...hold something so delicate without damage. I wouldn't want do any more damage than I have already to my family. I don't feel Jutuh here...she must have excepted her fate and died...when I did." He took a step back from Amunet and looked back to his daughter before sinking back down onto his knees in front of her, just staring at the ground, regretting everything that he can't change.</span> <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>That's sad...no?</td></tr></table>
Amunet pressed the locket into his hand <span style='color:blue'>It is fine, I already thought of that, it is protected from damage ever coming to it, no one can break it, not even the Graders.</span> Amunet smiled and nodded to Takara <span style='color:blue'>She waited for you, and she will always be with you, Jutuh is closer then you think. She may not be in the form you think she is in...</span> Amunet smiled and backed away. <span style='color:blue'>You are still a member of my Temple, and always will be...You may come here whenever you want, the temple will always be there for you.</span>
<span style='color:purple'>Metillca lifted his face up and looked towards the necklace as it was pressed into his hand. He gave a light smile before reaching his hand up and placing the necklace about his neck. He winced a bit and looked back up to his daughter that had more of a relaxed look on her face now. She just gave him a smile and Metillca couldn't do anything except smile back at her. He held his arms out to her once more and she came to him, leaping into his arms. He lifted her up off the ground and held her to him as he looked back over his shoulder towards Amunet. "I know now...I can feel her even now. Now that I have come to accept what has happened in our past. Thank you Amunet for saving what I thought that I have lost." He walked over towards Amunet and placed his chilled metallic arm about her neck giving her a hug for everything as his other arm held his spirit daughter. He drew back slowly from her and gave a light nod. "I don't recall being a member of any temple, but thank you. And please...call Nekc." He smiled after giving his name then snuggled into his daughter's shoulder.</span>
<span style='color:blue'>Ah, your parents must have never told you...You were from the day you were born as all your family has been.</span> Amunet was rather surprised by the hug...She hadn't been hugged in a long time...not since Nekhalla had come running in as a child and had wrapped herself around her legs, balling her eyes out and bleeding. That was a very long time ago, after a second of being stunned she put her hand on his back and returned the hug. <span style='color:blue'>You will learn much about yourself in the future I do belive, but that is not my area...Nekhalla would know who's area that is...</span> Nekhalla shuddered at the thought, she was refering to Hathor, and she avoided that temple as often as possible. It was her place of torture, Paush had hinted that in the end she would be rewarded by someone more kindly, but that day seemed to never come.
<span style='color:purple'>Nekc gave Amunet a nod and looked over into the direction of a few of the other spirits moving about. He felt so much better now that he had he memory back. He sighed softly and moved over towards the water's edge once more coming to sit down on the edge of the pool. His daughter, even known as a spirit was asleep in the hold of his one arm. She had her head against his shoulder with her eyes closed, relaxing. Nekc whispered a few words to his sleeping hatchling then began singing a peaceful lullaby to her. Along with singing to his daughter, he listened to the sound of Amunet's voice. He lifted his eyes up and looked upon her before giving a light glare to her. He looked back to his daughter and pondered on the idea then looked back to her. "Amunet...tell me. Is there anyway that a spirit can be brought back from Formina...and restored to a living body?"</span>
<span style='color:blue'>Ah but, I'm not the one who can do that...if you really do wish it...Nekhalla introduce you to who can, either the Apprentice or the Master will do Nekhalla</span> She said this as Nekhalla was still tense but, she seemed to understand and relaxed, at least she would be dealing with Paush instead of Hathor. She really did not feel like getting tossed like a ragdoll...or worse...
<span style='color:purple'>Nekc reached his hand up and slipped it over the side of his sleeping daughter's face slowly. He winced a bit at the thought of his daughter coming back to him, for her to be with him again instead of her being just this spirit trapped within the temple. He lifted his eyes up from his daughter and gave a nod to Amunet. He lifted himself up from the pool side and walked over towards Nekhalla touching a metallic hand to her shoulder gently. "Show me...where can we find this one that can go and make a new beginning for my daughter?"</span>
Nekhalla looked up <span style='color:red'>Okay...As long as Amunet says its okay, I can get him here.</span> Amunet nodded to say that it was okay to bring Paush into her temple, even though he was usually forbidden due to tension between her and Hathor. Nekhalla pulled out a chain from around her neck that had a silver ankh on it, she pulled it off her neck and then held it up so the sun caught it. She then said loudly and clearly in Anubian. <span style='color:red'>High Priest Bihathor I need your assistance!!!!</span> She then slammed it into the ground below them then backed up, a void opened up where her necklace was and a black mist came thru, the hole closed up and the mist condenced. There in its place was a pitch black dragon with glowing pure red eyes. He had no pupils, and he wore the garb of a High Priest. <span style='color:red'>Good day Paush!</span> <span style='color:purple'>Ah, same to you little Nekhalla, you do not seem to be in trouble...why did you call?</span> <span style='color:red'>Nekc here would like to revive his daughter...</span> Paush was silent for a minute, he seemed to be thinking. He then turned to Nekc. <span style='color:purple'>You are sure about this? There are a few side effects to being revived without a body, the main one is some memory loss, sometimes there are also things like Vampirism, slight mutations and such. They are very rare but they do happen, she won't be exactly in the same form as she is now, she will have to rebuild her strength and she will have a slightly different smell. Those I cannot prevent, I am only second in this art to Mistress Hathor, who no one may top in the arts of Necromancy and Dark Arts. Oh and Nekhalla here's your necklace...</span> Oviously age had given him a hint of ADD. Nekhalla took the necklace and put it back on. She then stuffed it down her shirt. Paush smiled and turned back to Nekc. <span style='color:purple'>Are you sure? If so it will take me a bit to get ready, and it must be night as the air is cooler and moonlight is prefered.</span>
<span style='color:purple'>Nekc looked over at his still sleeping daughter. He reached his hand up and slipped it along the side of her face gently and she just snuggled into his shoulder with a peaceful look on her face. Nekc smiled at this then turned his eyes into the direction of Paush as he spoke. He slipped his tongue along his lips and looked down at some of his flesh that was still...normal. He gave it a light glare then lifted his eyes back to Paush. "What if...I give you blood. My blood that contains all memories of mine, the code of our family. Do you think that it would play a better factor in producing my daughter again...prefectly sound?" He gazed upon the elder 'dragon just giving him a light glare. He could never fully trust this 'dragon since he knew nothing about him. Nekc stepped up towards Paush and looked him dead in the eye with his own red eyes.</span>
<span style='color:purple'>I do belive that will help...Anyway...Lady Amunet, I do belive you still have the old Games field in here am I right?</span> Amunet nodded and wispered something and the temple disappeared and then they reappeared in a marble stadium of sorts. There were four obilisks on each of the corners with holes in the top of them. He smiled as he looked around. <span style='color:purple'>Oh what fond memories I have of this place! Great battles of summoned demons and such...Those were the days...Anywho, back to work.</span> He pulled four glowing gems from a satchel on his belt and used magic to levitate them into place. He then took a small silver Ankh out and placed it flat in the middle of the field, he wispered something and the Ankh grew to be several feet long and about 4 feet wide. He then paced around the field with a stick of what looked like chalk and drew different symbols all around the field. He then pulled out what looked like a small vial of sand, but it gave off a huge amount of magic. He emptied it in the center part of the ankh. <span style='color:purple'>You need to coat the sand in blood...Oh and Nekhalla you too...</span> <span style='color:red'>WHAT?! Why me?!</span> <span style='color:purple'>Remember how I told you that something good was going to happen to you? And you know how Amunet doesn't have a High Priest? Think about it...Why do you think Hathor doesn't just kill you? Your destiny awaits young one, when you pass your test, Amunet has selected you as her new High Priest. You are the one she's been waiting for.</span> Nekhalla was shocked, and looked at Amunet. She nodded to confirm what she said. Nekhalla smiled and nodded and looked at Nekc. <span style='color:red'>Okay then, lets do this.</span> She pulled from her pants pocket a traditional anubian dagger with a zig zag blade she went over and covered half the small amount of sand. And then bound Dos rand over and bound her wrist before she could even do anything to stop him. She laughed at him <span style='color:red'>Your so over protective of me you silly Cucu.</span> She then looked toward the sun, it had almost gone below the horizon. The ancient ritual was going to begin soon.
<span style='color:purple'>Nekc moved over towards the small mound of sand then reached his hand up holding it their for a moment the drew a talon along the underside of his arm. Deep crimson blood flowed down across his talons and dripped off onto the pile of sand, causing his blood and Nekhalla's to join together. After a second he took his arm back and placed his metallic hand about his arm. He crouched down and sighed softly looking over at the mound then lifted his eyes back up to Paush that seemed to be all relaxed and everything. Nekhalla lowered his eyes down upon it and watched as his daughter changed into the small golden spirit from before and drifted down into the sand and blood, disappearing into it. "Work your craft...elder Anubi."</span>
Paush stood above the Ankh and summoned his staff, he took the black orb off the top and rested it in the cross part of the Ankh, after balancing it he levitated it so the reflection of all the stones could be seen in it. He then said the spell... <span style='color:purple'>Only the Moon can show the soul in its true light Only the Moon can bring it back to life Only in darkness can we leave out despair Only in darkness can we see the light Only in darkness can we feel the air Only now can we see whats right</span> The crystals lite up and levitated into a circle around the orb, they then began to spin around it...faster, and faster, and faster, till they were no more then a blur, the orb glowed and the moon was reflected in the top of it. It then dropped and slammed into the sand, the sand shot upward and a faint form could be seen then, it slowly began to harden and condence till finnally it was a body, it was Takara, and she was holding the orb. Paush held his paw out to her. <span style='color:purple'>I do need that back deary...</span>
<span style='color:purple'>Takara smirked lightly at Paush then looked down onto her nude body. She lookedupon it for a short while then lifted her eyes back up towards Nekc. Tears began to flood her eyes then she spoke out to him. "Papa..." The girl dropped the orb on the ground and leaped up from the ground running to Nekc. He reaches his arms out and places them about his daughter. Tears came from his eyes as well and he hugged her up close against him. He was so over joyed about his daughter being back. He leaned his face into her neck as she burned hers into his shoulder, crying against him. She was finally back to her father. To be held by him again. He slipped his talons gently over her back and continued to cry, dropping down onto his knees. "My dear daugther...my child." He continued to cry into and hold her against him. She in returned continued to hold onto him, never wanting to let go.</span>
Paush sighed and picked up the orb and placed it back in his staff, a shiver ran up his spine...a Korshiya's way of telling him he had done well. He rubbed Nekhalla's head fondly <span style='color:purple'>You did well little one, but you have much to learn before your time comes...</span> Amunet smiled <span style='color:blue'>Aye, and I will be awaiting that day joyfully</span> Nekhalla smiled, fate had brought her here, she was just glad that this was where she would end up. She suddenly realized Takara needed clothes! She pulled a T-shirt that said "School is for Squares" and a pair of ripped up jeans. <span style='color:red'>Sorry, best I can do right now...hope you don't mind I don't usually carry underwear for ovious reasons...</span>
<span style='color:purple'>Nekc gave his daughter a close and tight hug before lifting himself up from the floor and walking over towards Nekhalla placing his free arm about her giving a hug. He drew back from her then attacked Amunet another surprising hug. "Thank you...all of you. If you haven't brought me to this place...back to my memories. I don't know where I would be now. Thank you all so much." He spoke to them all before turning and heading back towards the way that he came in. He slipped his tongue along his lips collecting a salty tear from his upper lip. He sighed softly out of happiness as he passed through the gateway into the temple along with his daughter. The two of them moved off into the direction of where water could be smelt...a place to get a good rest for the long day ahead. He was greatful to them all for everything, but he was saddened by the fact that he may never see any of them again.</span> <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>We could call it an end on this thread, unless there was something else you was wanting to do with it. ^^ I mean...I have a few ones coming up now...and this will lighten my load by a lot.</td></tr></table>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Yep sounds good to me ^^...I've got such a huge plot coming up XD...I don't know what I've gotten myself into lol.</td></tr></table>
