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The Truth - Part Thirteen |
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The Time Travel Trio, TTT, that was my first team in the GMT. But in my heart I do and always will consider my very first team to be the Banded Army, which was also the only team that I formed myself rather than joined after it was formed. And right off the bat I was put in charge. I hadn’t actually expected a leadership position because that doesn’t happen, not when someone is fresh out of the exams. GMT policy states that hunters must learn to take orders before they can give them. But it also said that people who take the advanced exams are placed above those who don’t. So it did make sense since I was put on a team of all newbies that since I was the only one of them who had taken the advanced exams that I was the team leader. I think was most surprised me the most was that the team was so small and my two teammates where newbies.
The TTT was a new team, there had never been one formed before and it was pretty important. I think that it was a mistake not to have more experienced members on the team. But Steve made his decision for a reason, I probably should have asked why but I never did. But I didn’t think I was ready to be the leader yet. But I was a special case after all. I was the youngest person to take the advanced exams and one of only a handful of girls to take them. And I was the only person in the history of GMT to ever get a perfect score on any of the exams, not even Nathaniel had managed that plus I was able to get a perfect score on every single one of the exams. Already they had to bend the rules in order to accommodate my skills.
The first mission was the day after we met, no time to really get to know each other not that I cared. But that was probably a good thing since I wasn’t in the best state of mind at the time. It might have gone better if Steve had waited me for to get over Richie before sending me to work but GMT needed me immediately and I probably never would have gone on with my magic if I hadn’t been forced to use it right after I lost him. That mission, although one of the crazier ones that I have ever been on, turned out to be a rather perfect distraction from my life.
At the time I had no interest in my new teammates, Tyler Mitchell and Lizzy Meyers. Our first mission was to go to Ancient Egypt and it was pretty messed up. We were sent back to find three books: The Egyptian Book of the Dead, The Egyptian Book of the Living and The Egyptian Book of the Magicals. The Egyptian Book of the Magicals contained potent secrets Ty and Liz got kidnapped only a few hours into the mission. When I went to rescue them things got out of hand and we lost our time travel devices and they were destroyed before we could retrieve them, effectively trapping us five thousand years in the past.
But Tyler had broken our one golden rule: Do not change history. A simple rule with many small catches attached, we couldn’t interact with people too much, tell anyone about the future or bring anything from the future back with us. He brought a camcorder. At first I was pissed but if he hadn’t broke that rule I’d probably still be five thousand years in the past because we recorded a message on it and let it be. It was found in the future, our present. It was a rather creative way of sending an SOS if you ask me, especially since it worked.
The message got to the future but it wasn’t our future. We had definitely broken our rule; the timeline had been drastically changed. I don’t know much about that other timeline because I was never there. But that timeline’s versions of us got the tape, figured out what they needed to do and came to our rescue without ever having known about magic before they saw the tape. When they made their way back to the past to get to us the other me was killed, shamefully by Nathaniel, and my Ty and Liz had been died months ago in the sands of Egypt, leaving me all alone.
I was alone for months, there was no sign of rescue and so I gave up hope. I let that time and place become my own, my new home. It wasn’t hard. My own time wasn’t happy anymore; I’d lost my brothers and my way. Running seemed like a good idea, it wasn’t the first time I tried to get away from destiny nor was it by any means my last attempt. I already knew that I was going to die young simply because I was a magical and then I had that vision during Mission Death Wish. After I left our first team meeting I realized that Ty and Liz were in my sketchbook. And I felt like I was one step closer to my demise, I’d already met others from the book - the Banded Army for one.
While I was stuck there I decided that I would free the people from a demon who was ruling over them. I wanted revenge too, that demon killed Ty and Liz when I was responsible for them and that didn’t please me and there was no way in hell that I was going to live under those conditions. The demon was masquerading as their god Ra and so I taught them magic so they could defend themselves, fully stepping into my role of Isis. I, accidentally I swear, convinced them I was the Goddess Isis, who according to the legend stole the books from Ra and used magic to raise Osiris from the dead and thus released magic into the world. It kind of makes sense why they thought that. I did steal the books from Ra, I did teach them magic, I killed Ra and suddenly when our other timeline counterparts came to the rescue it had appeared to them as though I had raised the dead considering that Ty and Liz had been murdered months ago.
As I settled into what I thought was going to be my new life there I formed a makeshift army to fight Ra. I also married an Egyptian man named Kahotep. He was nice man and although we didn’t love each other our marriage worked rather well considering our truly poor circumstances. He married me because he wanted to save his people and he knew that I could help him do that. He also knew that his people would never listen to a strange unmarried woman. But with him by my side I was able to what I couldn’t alone and organize the rebellion against Ra. However while I was doing that one day two people appeared in Abydos, where I was living, with a corpse, my corpse. It was Ty and Liz to my utter shock, different but still somehow them. I cast a spell on them, turning them into the Ty and Liz that I had known so that they could come back with me to the timeline that we had left from.
And with them came my way back to the future, to the GMT. We didn’t leave at first. I couldn’t leave I was going to save these people if it was the last thing I did and suddenly I once again had a mission to complete. While I continued my fight with Ra I actually managed to finish our original mission and was able to get the three books, decode them and get the secrets that they held. I used that knowledge to kill Ra but my husband tried to stop me. Actually he tried to kill me but my brother-in-law, Rasui, died to protect me. Again I lost a brother because I couldn’t seem to take care of myself. Worse still Rasui had a son named Nebi, who was left fatherless by my war. After Rasui died I killed Kahotep and then Ra.
After I completed that task I turned to Nebi, my nephew, and gave him the books to protect and giving him and his family, a family that could have been mine, the task of protecting the book and that land that could have been my home. It took me still a while to leave I don’t know why. I didn’t know where I belonged I supposed it just seemed that everywhere I went I brought pain and suffering to those around me. I guessed that it would be better if I just went away where I couldn’t hurt anyone. But I still had a task left to do: Nathaniel was still alive. And as long as he was still out there I would be too, fighting. So we left.
But no good deed goes unpunished. After I left Abydos the people dug up my corpse from the other timeline and used the magic that I had taught them to use my blood to make a girl. The young girl they created they called my daughter but I didn’t even know about Arishe Irisi until I met her - and my - descendant, Rasha. She’d apparently married my nephew and their descendants were still doing the task that I had given them. While that was sweet but it didn’t stop me from being freaked out by the idea of a bunch of people who were technically my descendants walking around modern day Egypt.
 Zegwarian310 · Mon Apr 14, 2008 @ 12:35am · 0 Comments |
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