The Demon of Egypt: Nala's Side by Amber Riel (good beach reads .txt) 📕

          “Nala,” a male’s soft kind voice pulled me out from my thoughts.  I rolled my eyes at the sight of my cousin, Tommus.  He dark black hair and dark brown eyes.  He was skinny but muscular and showed kindness to anyone.  Pathetic.

          “What do you want?” I asked, standing up on the rounded roof.

          “To talk to you, Nala.  I heard about what you did yesterday to that poor servant girl and I don’t think she deserved that.  No one deserves what---“

          “Yea, yea…. Whatever…. I don’t care.”

          “You should…. If you want people to---“

          “Get out of my sight, Tommus…. I can do whatever I want.”

          “Treating your people like farm animals isn’t worth it…. They shouldn’t be slaughtered like defenseless cows…. You need---“

          I jumped down and left Tommus alone…. What he had said was sickening.  I didn’t want to be stuck around him for another minute.  I would have killed him like that little servant girl but he could have fought back.  He was like me, he could change into a wild animal if he wanted to.  He could fly and do what he wanted to but instead he chose to act like the humans and only show his abilities if he really needed to.  I couldn’t stand it.  He was an insult to others like us.  Our family was mixed with humans and well non humans such as us.  He was one of the ones whom always seemed to be kind hearted.  Ugh, I hate his stupid morals, I thought in anger.  He thinks we should use our abilities for good.  Yea well I disagree.  Whatever, no way am I going to let him win.  I should kill him, but how?

          When I landed on my feet, I looked around and noticed that the place was empty.  I found it to be kind of odd.  I raised an eyebrow in confusion.  Then there was this high pitch sound from the distance, I flinched.  It was a high pitch scream in my ears and as a wolf the sound hurt my eardrums; it was so far away but sounded so close.  I covered my ears with the palms of my warm human skin.

          I felt an icy cold hand touch my left shoulder.  I turned to see the Grim Reaper as he had told me before, dropping my hands down from my ears.  “You beware.”

          “Of what?” I asked, annoyed.

          His eyeless stare bothered me in an odd away.  “Life.”

          “What?”

          He vanished without answering my question.

          “Get back here,” I said, moving my head from side to side constantly.

          “You murdered me,” a girl’s voice spoke eerily to me.  I noticed the ghost of the servant who I had murdered earlier.  “You’re a sole less demon and need to die.”

          “I’m not sole less…. I’m alive.”

          The servant girl’s ghostly hand reached up for me.  “You are marked with the dead.”

          I raised an eyebrow, confused.  “What?”

          “You are death.”

          I kind of laughed.  “Yea right.”

          “You have been warned.”  The ghost vanished.

          “Warned?  Death? HA! Yea right…. I bet it’s all a dream, that’s what humans fear not me.”  I shook my head and walked away.

          I walked past a little hut where I heard voices.  I turned my head and looked into the window, ducking down so no one could see me.  Inside, I saw Tommus, Madeline, my cousin, Death (an odd choice for a name), and my Uncle Maxumous.  What are they talking about? I wondered.

          “Nala, Ramos, and Niki are going to destroy Egypt if we don’t do something about it,” Tommus told the others.

          “How are we going to stop them?  Me and Madeline are humans; we can’t do anything,” Death replied.

          Tommus slid a hand through his silky dark hair.  “We’ll figure something out.”

          “My brother wasn’t like this before he became pharaoh,” my uncle spoke up.

          “What, Uncle Maxumous?” Madeline asked.

          “Dad?” Tommus also asked, somewhat confused.  “What do you mean Uncle Ramos wasn’t like this?”

          “He was a deceit young man before he came into power.”  Uncle Maxumous paused.  His eyes filled with tears.  “He cared for everyone and everything at one time.  I was glad when he took over our father’s place as pharaoh…. Me and your dad both agreed that he was the right choice for the job…. But we were wrong.”  He looked around the room.  “The power overtook him and he became a monster when he married Eva, a nice young woman…. He abused her, mistreated her…. Simba was born…. He wasn’t happy; something about the child disappointed him…. About a few years later, Niki and Nala were born and he knew that he could taint them….”

          I listened, growing angry at my uncles words against my father.

          “Eva was another saiyan, were as Simba was born human like the three of my brothers; our older brother was killed in a war after his children were born so we don’t speak much of him…. All of you were too young to remember him,” Uncle Maxumous went off topic for a moment about their other brother.  He sighed.  “Ramos knew that Niki and Nala were like their mother and I…. Saiyans…. A nonhuman race…. He knew he could raise them to be like his minions…. Little evil demons as the humans call them now…. Eva knew this…. She could tell that Niki and Nala were going to grow up and be just like their father….” He shook his head disappointed.  “Even though she loved the two newborns, she knew she couldn’t let them grow up that way…. So one night, she tried to drown Niki…. Ramos stopped her and smacked her, taken Niki away…. He told her to never try that again…. The next night, Eva snuck away with Nala to drown her…. This time she had been followed by the guards…. The guards dragged her back to Ramos with baby Nala…. The guards told Ramos what she was planning to do and Ramos asked her about it and she admitted to it…. To make sure that Eva wouldn’t try anything like that again…. He had her murdered.”  He looked down in shame.  “The man who I call brother is lost now and only evil remains…. Nala is a thousand times worse than Ramos and Niki…. We need to figure out how to kill her.”

          I growled to myself and left.  Those words were spoken against me and my father and brother.  I had to do something to keep them from doing whatever they were planning.  I heard that high pitch scream again.  I covered my ears in pain.  I needed to find out where that scream was coming from because it was a deadly noise I couldn’t stand as a human or a wolf.

          I fell on my bedroom floor and curled up into a ball, covering my ears.  For some reason the scream was still ringing in the streets and into my ears.  I felt the door open and looked up to see Antinique walk in.  I slowly stood up, removing my hands from my ears and I looked around, noticing that the screaming had stopped.  “What do you want?” I growled.

          Antinique smiled to try to throw me off guard, but I knew she was up to something.  “To talk…. I would love to get to know my future step daughter better.”

          I spit a laugh out.  “Yea right.  What do you really want?”  The woman didn’t look to be much older than Simba and yet she was marrying my father.  Obviously something was up.

          “To get to know you better.”

          “Whatever…. I could snap your neck easily and you want to get to know me?  I want to kill you, and believe me, I mean what I say.”

          Antinique lost her smile.  “Listen here you little brat…. I will not put up with you…. I will have you thrown in prison.”

          I laughed.  “Me?  I don’t think so…. I’m daddy’s little girl, and once he finds out that you said that to me, he’ll dump you just like that.”  I snapped my slim little fingers together.  “You’re on my land, in my home, and I will do anything to get you thrown out of here…. Even if I have to kill you.”

          “Princess Nala,” Imhotep’s voice had said in anger.  He stood in the door way and I hadn’t even noticed he was even there.

          “What do you want?”

          “Respect your future step mother.”

          “Why?  You’re not my boss…. You’re just food that I will eat when I get the chance.”  I growled.

          Antinique looked at me then to Imhotep, she could tell that she wasn’t the only one who I had threatened.

          “Both of you out of my room.”

          Antinique looked at me.  “You should have more respect for your elders.”

          I smiled at her comment.  “Okay then.”  I licked my upper lip and pounced.  I grabbed Antinique’s right arm, slamming her against the hard cement floor.  I held up her arm and opened my mouth, revealing my wolf fangs as I went to bite down on her human flesh when Imhotep knocked my back toward the balcony.  I stood up and had transformed into half human half wolf and eyed the man, growling.

          “That’s enough,” he hissed in anger.

          I kept growling at the bald human man.

          He helped Antinique up and had her leave the room.  “Wait ‘til your father hears about this, young lady.”  He left the room, closing the door behind him.  I heard him lock it from the outside so I couldn’t leave.

          I transformed back into a human and raised an eyebrow.  The idiot forgot that I could just teleport so locking me in the room was pointless, but as long as him and that gold digging woman were gone, I let it go.  Moron, I thought. 

          I walked into a room filled with weapons.  All kinds of swords and knives aligned the golden brown walls.  The room I stood in was where the fighting would take place for entertainment.  I shook my head and body preparing myself.  I walked over to a wall and picked up two very slim daggers.  I turned toward the open space and started swinging.  I played around with the two daggers as if I were fighting against an opponent.  I practiced dodging and attacking.

          “Your highness,” Imhotep’s voice spoke, “what are you doing?”

          “Training,” I replied, still working on my reflexes.

          “Why?  You don’t need swords---“

          “So, it’s nice to have a backup plan just in case.  Are you going to just stand there?  Or are you going to help me train?”

          I could hear Imhotep sigh.  “I’ll help you train.”

          I stopped as I waited for my enemy to pick his weapon.  He picked out two more daggers and walked over to me.  “Play fair, your highness.”

          I raised an eyebrow.

          “No transforming into a creature…. No flying…. No teleporting…. Nothing