Prologue : Unearthing the Evil
Taka Meziguri’s stern face remained frozen in unemotion as he looked over his operation along the Nile. At the Japanese man’s side was his bodyguard and personal assassin, Kasumi. His long, black hair whipped in the wind as it whipped hot sand by his face, dirtying his suit.
“Kasumi?” Said Taka in a cold, almost robotic voice as he watched the laborers haul up their load from under the sand.
“Yes Lord.” Said Kasumi softly, her sweet, innocent voice luring many a victim into underestimating this brown-haired woman’s abilities.
“Please make sure that the General is contacted and knows that we are close to achieving our goal.” Ordered Taka
“Yes Sir.” Snapped Kasumi obediently, her body becoming rigid as she quickly turned around and briskly walked away to the radio tent.
Kasumi watched his assistant walk away, her creamy thighs exposed to either side of the light blue fabric that hug down over her round butt. Any other man would have found his body temperature rising at such a sight, but Taka found himself above such primitive impulses. Turning around, almost as if performing an about face while in military formation, Taka waked back inside his office; casually brushing the sand from his suit.
“I don’t know why you soil your presence with that American woman.” Spat Mokoto as he lustfully watched Kasumi walk away from the office. “She is good for a fuck, and that is all.”
“Because Mokoto.” Calmly spoke Taka. “Unlike you, she is disciplined, loyal and does what she is told. You better learn those qualities yourself before I forget who your father is. And besides, being the first successful test subject for Project: Gamma; she has a special place”
“Don’t ever threaten me!” Shouted Mokoto, stumbling over his own feet in a drunken haze; falling flat onto the floor and spilling his glass of liquor.
“Sober yourself up and quit embarrassing me.” Snapped Taka, something in his voice gaining Mokoto’s full attention in an instant. “We are close to finding what we came here for, and I am sure you would like to tell your father; the general; yourself once we actually have it in our possession.”
“How are we doing Miss Chang?” Asked Taka through the howling winds of the approaching sandstorm.
“Sir, I am going in with my team now.” Answered the tall, Japanese archeologist. “We pulled the seal out just minutes ago and we have our gear assembled. I can’t tell you how grateful I am for this opportunity, I get to enter a place no one has been in thousands of years-”
“Remember what your job is Miss Chang.” Said Taka, cutting off the woman. “After we have the item in our possession, then you may waste your time digging around for worthless trinkets such as mummies and jewelry.”
Miss Chang frowned slightly and resisted the urge to retaliate at the insult. Not only was Taka a very powerful man, but also was very much old school, and he expected women to remember their place. But how could he actually think that the artifacts inside were worthless?! “I’ll send someone up as soon as we locate the item sir.”
“So what is my dad gonna do with this book Taka?” Laughed Mokoto, his stance still shaky from the alcohol.
“This is not a book fool. This is The Book of the Dead, the source that is rumored to hold the supernatural secrets of the ancient Egyptians.” Said Taka, his contempt for the young man obvious.
“Yeah right.” Laughed Mokoto. “Like the Egyptian government would ever let us take that off their soil, and it just happens to be buried in a hole right along the Nile River.”
Without even seeing the blow, a knife edged chop into his stomach sent Mokoto to his knees, his mouth open in a disgusting expression as he heaved up the contents of his stomach.
“The Egyptians were more that happy to let us have it.” Said Taka as he wiped his hand off with a handkerchief “You see they think that the book will bring nothing but plague and death and want nothing to do with it. And I hardly call an unpopulated shore of the Nile, completely cut off from civilization by mountains just lying about. We are standing on the remains of a city that stood here long ago, it’s name long forgotten, as the ancients never recorded it’s existence. Only the writings of a few rogue scholars even gave us clues to it’s existence. In fact, if we weren’t able to sonically bombard the ground to detect large openings beneath this accursed sand, the book would still be here after today.”
“I can’t believe I am passing all this stuff up.” Murmured Miss Chang to herself as she passed by several obvious burial rooms.
Her Egyptian diggers were oblivious to her Japanese babblings and followed her, only to dig where she pointed. Finally they reached what she had hoped to find. Taking a deep breath, she compared the notes she made to the door of black stone that blocked the way before her.
“You, and you.” Said Chang as she pointed at two of her diggers. “Open this door.”
Using the Egyptian diggers, Miss Chang put herself out of danger if there were any traps to be sprung. To her surprise, after fifteen minutes of laboring, the door was open without any casualties. The fact that there were no traps of any kind made Chang curious.
Waving her torch inside, the room beyond lit up as her torchlight danced along the gold surfaces of treasure piled up to the ceiling throughout the room. Only a small pathway down the center was open.
Upon seeing the gold, the diggers became excited, talking amongst themselves and pushing their way past Chang into the room. Their greedy hands quickly lifted several gold artifacts as they gazed in wonder upon the riches.
“Fools.” She muttered under her breath as she strode past the workers, her journey now tiresome from the loose sand that made up the floor of this room. Once past the initial pile up of treasure, Chang could see this room was quite big. While only six or seven feet in height, the room spanned for almost a hundred feet before ending in a stone wall covered in ancient writing. On a pedestal against this wall rested what she came for, a thick black book made entirely of slate.
Chang had cursed herself for not using any common sense, but now she held the book in her hands, her thin fingers tracing the carvings along it’s cover. She wanted to open it, however decided against it, leaving it’s secrets to those who wanted them.
Miss Chang paid no attention to the diggers; whose bodies now littered the floor of the treasure chamber, the powdered poison coating the gold now settled in their veins.
“This thing is heavy.” Shouted Chang up to the workers on the surface. “I can’t climb up with it, send down a rope.”
A few moments later, the book had been secured to the rope and was on it’s way up into Taka’s hands.
“You have your book Taka.” Announced Chang. “Now I wish to have some time down here for what I find valuable.”
“You may have your time Chang.” Informed Taka. “We break camp at dawn, be out by then. Oh, and where are the diggers?”
Miss Chang wasn’t surprised when Taka made no outward showing of his emotions when she gave him the news.
“Let’s check it out.” Said Mokoto enthusiastically as he watched Taka put the book into a wooden crate, surrounded by a foot of packing material on all sides.
“No, this is for your father’s eyes only.” Ordered Taka. “Why don’t you get on the radio and give him the good new and leave me be.”
Miss Chang brushed her long black hair away from her face as she closely examined the texts carved into the walls. Of course they contained the usual warnings to those who might disturb the tomb.
“He who attempts to thieve The Book of the Dead from it’s proper resting place shall forever remained entombed within these very walls.” Read Chang out loud. “Yeah right, I could’ve left earlier today.”
However, she hadn’t left earlier today…
“Seal up the tomb.” Ordered Taka with a cold, emotionless voice.
“B…but Sir?” Questioned one of the locals who could speak Japanese. “Miss Chang, she uh, is still inside!”
“I don’t care.” Spat Taka. “The location of this place must be our secret, seal the tomb!”
“Hey!” Shouted Miss Chang as she heard the sound of grinding stone and saw the daylight from the entrance shrink away to a sliver. “What the fuck are you doing?!”
She ran down the cramped tunnel, only to catch one last glimpse of daylight and the face of a man truly sorry for what he did before the stone slipped back into place.
“You fucker.” Said Chang, her voice showing her desperation. “I guess the curse was right.”
She couldn’t help but laugh as she looked down at her flashlight, already running low on battery power.
The sun slowly slipped down below the mountainous horizon, leaving the bloodstained sand in the shadows. Taka and his assistant Kasumi stood among the slaughtered locals, uncaring about the death and suffering they just committed.
“Woah dude.” Said Mokoto as he walked out of the office. “You two made quite a mess. Anyways, my dad wants us back pronto, I got the book packed up already, let’s get out of this fucking sandpit.
Taka only glanced briefly at the man he hated so much as he walked over to the jeep. The former lair of the book would remain a secret, the sands would cover the bodies and the tomb in hours. Burying the evidence in the tomb would not have hidden better than Mother Nature will.
Miss Chang felt her limp body lowered down onto the stone table. In the darkness the unseen figure gently placed her on the slab.
“You have taken a book that was not meant for human eyes.” Said the bodiless voice in a stern, yet calm voice. “Now, you must face the punishment associated with your misdeed.”
“No, the book was for Taka, not me.” Whimpered Chang, her head twisting from left to right as she denied the facts.
“Although, I must admit, having your for eternal company does please me.” Said the voice.
Miss Chang fumbled with the buttons her vest, finding it suddenly hot in here. At the same time, she felt someone unzipping her shorts and sliding them easily down her slick, sweat covered legs.
“It is so hot in here.” She said faintly as she spread apart the fabric of her vest, her perfectly round orbs beaded up with sweet sweat.
The voice remained silent as Miss Chang felt a pair of cold, rough hands clutch her knees and gently guide her long, firm legs apart. Chills ran across her body as the hands quickly slid along her inner thighs, feeling her tender skin before reaching her groin.
She shuddered in pleasure, her chest rising and falling rapidly with her heavy panting. The hands remained pressed against her, the fingers splayed out along the point where her legs meet her body and the thumbs teasing her moist, dark haired sex. Soon she could feel the beings body follow suit, as he positioned himself for what she knew was next.
Her eyes widened in alarm as Miss Chang felt the obviously inhuman cock slip easily into her body. Her face contorted in fear and she groaned in disgust as she felt the hardened member push deep past her wet cunt, a member that felt quite reptilian.
“No, stop it.” She cried and lifted her arms in defense.
She was answered by a deep groan from the thing between her legs as the palms of her hands contacted the being's shoulders. She pushed valiantly against the creature, but her tiny arms could not hold it back as she felt it’s scaly skin along her belly and breasts as it pressed down on top of her.
As she cried for release, the reptile slid atop her, it’s long penis probing deep within her as it’s cold hands roughly fondled her full, yet perky breasts. It’s hot breath and sticky tongue coated her neck, tasting the terrified woman’s tanned skin.
Miss Chang’s mind drifted, her thoughts were of nothing as her body became limp and no longer resisted her rapist. As her head rocked back and forth, thoughts came screaming back into her brain, as she realized she would never die, and would remain here forever with this creature.
Continued in Chapter 1
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