PHARAOHS

Khons vs Ami Chi

Then, my lordship, I will see you in the battle field!, General Ami said, bowed her head down before me and left. She isn’t that lucky after all, Ami just turned down my offer and right then and there, asked me to fight her, her army in a war Egypt will never forget. As pharaoh, I can’t refuse a challenge but as a new found friend I won’t hurt her as much as she’ll hurt me, but the gods will be done! The gods will be done. Ami, why you need to be so stubborn and damn cute that I need to fight you at war, ahhhh! This part is where I hate being pharaoh and god of Egypt, I told myself when I laid on my bed thinking about Ami and her challenge. I like her, I don’t think I can fight her!, Henshupta realized with mixed emotions and not being able to sleep because of what Ami told her. She’s trying my patience, this is unacceptable. But she is the general and I as a pharaoh can’t back down from a challenge. Haa…but this is so unreal, I like her a lot. What to do???

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Anubis and Wepwawet made their way to their dungeon. It’s so cold, dead and lonely. But war is one way to be able to collect souls. And as gods of death and bridge to the afterlife, they both knew that they are important to make sure that the pharaohs, leaders and heads of Egypt be able to pass the bridge and live in the afterlife with no setbacks, no baggage from their lives when they were still alive.

They are now talking about the souls that they’re ‘gatherers’ have been collecting lately. Anubis is so disappointed that they just get low lives, peasants who were trained to be soldiers and not pure blooded warriors, kings or generals. Hmmm….there’s news that General Ami of Nubia has waged war against Pharaoh Henshupta! That’s interesting, considering that Ami is a young newbie and Henshu is a well-trained soldier at a very young age. This, I want to see!, Anubis said while touching his beard. Wetwawet is seated on his high chair not caring about the battle after all. Ahhh….we are just collecting low live souls and this game they’re playing is just child’s play! Hmp!, I am not interested in their nonsense!, Wetwawet placing his hand on his chin as a sign of his boredom. Why can’t we see kings and leaders of Persia or Mesopotamia wage war. O love to see Xerxes die since he has this annoying charm in him that I want to see here with us. He can be a valuable addition to my collection of powerful souls in bottles, hahahahah!!!

Haaa, shut your marbles! Xerxes won’t die you dimwhit, we already let him die then performed a sorcery where he will never die unless he is struck down by the gods themselves!, Anubia added punching Wetwawet with his fist that grew large like a mountain sending Wetwawet buried on their stone walls of the afterlife, death and ruins.

Hmmm…aha! Ugh!!! You should learn to control your temper brother!, Wetwawet said smiling with his teeth falling off after the punch.

I walked along the palace gardens the next morning and saw Meraek smiling at me. I pulled her alongside a smaller version of a sphinx not knowingly that I already ravaged her lips since I missed her so much. Meraek laughed because we were just like little kids running away from the palace guards and my nemes falling from my head. Though, ours is f*******n, my love for her grows every day. One council elder is searching for me and I pulled Meraek closer so he won’t see us, thus, we fell on the stony ground, both on top of each other. I felt my knees weakening as Meraek kiss me gently on the lips, then, I deepened it and we made love on that summer day, among the beautiful flowers and the man-made creek one of my viziers built for me since I wanted to smell the waters from the Nile every mornings.

The day came when I needed to lead my army to battle. I didn’t want to fight General Ami but I never once back down from a challenge. Meraek told me to leave the fighting to my generals but I insisted on giving Ami a talk of peacefully meet half way in our differences to avoid bloodshed, the reason why I needed to protect my soldiers and to spare Ami’s precious life. 

I pray to you Lord Sakhmet, please help me, help me to protect my troops from bloodshed. Not my will, but yours be done!, I uttered while my generals are preparing our soldiers to journey in between Aswan of South Africa and Khartoum in Sudan.

My soldiers, sons and daughters of Amun! Hear me and follow me to protect and fight for Egypt from Nubian challenge of invasion. I am Henshupta, your Queen Regnant, your Pharaoh, ask you to fight alongside me and win this war against Nubia!!!!, I shouted from the top of my lungs standing at the podium outside my palace and in the training grounds.Khons

My soldiers shouted and screamed, hail to pharaoh!!! Hail to Queen Henshupta that will win us this war!!!! Hail Khons. Hail Pharoah!!!!

Some of my soldiers travel through chariots, some through horses and some by feet. We are about twenty thousand in total, maybe half as the Nubians are I the battlefield. My army is invincible and we were taught just like the Spartans in a our most sophisticated way in fighting, killing and protecting ourselves while in the battlefield. My warriors are called “machimoi”, then, my chariotry, army and navy would form a straight line in front of our enemies.

A long way to go from Egypt to the middle of Africa and Sudan. This place held memories when I was younger I used to join the military to train and practice war games with my fellow soldiers or warriors at a very young age of seven years old.