Ancient Egypt: On the Nile

((Zafira isn't at a palace...))

*Where then?

(((Some old womans house in another city)))

*I'm there too, Well Yuma is.

Naqadar was punched in the gut as an alarm clock the next morning.

"Umph!" he cried as he was hit.

"I will do noting you ask..." Naqadar said stubbernly.

"Oh, I think you will after a few days of this! After a few days, you will appoint me as royal chanceler and I will then proceed to kill you, quickly. If you don't, you'll die slowly and your royal advisor, who is on my payroll will appoint me. It's lose, lose for you either way. And don't count on your people finding you, We caught your scout and gutted him. That isn't half as bad as we're going to do to you...Your death will be slow and very, very painful."

The leader looked over to a big, burley man.

"Beat the hell out of him...But not too bad, we want him to make it last a few weeks..."

The big man picked Naqadar up onto his feet, his shackles clanged with the movement...He proceeded to "beat the hell" out of the Pharoah.

"Why don't you untie me and try this you bastard!?" Naqadar snapped.

"I'm fine like this. Why, aren't you enjoing this as much as I?" The big man chuckled.

"Hey Zafira! Something's wrong. I can just feel it," said Yuma as she stared at a window with a new clay plastering.

Zafira looked up. "Um, yeah, I know. We should help the pharoah."

Dumi grunted.

"We have to although I don't know where he could be in all of vast Egypt," said Yuma as she paced.

The big man hit Naqadar hard again, down he went. His legs just collapsed below him. As he was lieing face down, he saw a shiney metal object, very small, possibly small enough to pick the lock with! He rolled over onto his butt and fumbled around with his hands until he found it. The man picked him up and struck him again, again, Naqadar hit the ground. He fumbled to unlock his shackles. Click! One of them was undone. Click! There went the other. He was lucky his mother was a thief...

The man picked him up yet again, not realizing that he wasn't hooked anymore, he swung. Naqadar ducked it, threw his arm down with his own momentium and wrapped the chains around the man's neck. He strangled the burley guy and stole his sword.

"I'm getting out of here...Or die trying..." He thought to himself...

"That's it we must leave," said Yuma as a man came from behind her. He muffled her scream and another did the same to Zafira. They led them away with Dumi in the same position as them.

*Is anyone interested in a Chicago*the movie* roleplay? I need at least 4.

I am.

Zafira struggled. She wasn't going without a fight. She bit her captor's hand hard enough to draw blood. She looked over at an unconscious Dumi and decided she would wait to escape.

Naqadar came running over a hill, towards his troops. They were just getting out of bed, unaware of what happened the night before. He was trucking it, as he came over the hill, it was clear that there was 20 or so troops chasing him. He dropped any loose weight he could spare and ran as hard as he could. Only 1/4 mile...They were closing. Then one of the Egyptian soldiers saw them,

"Is that...That's the Pharoah! Help him!"

A few men mounted their horses and took off. Others just plain out charged towards the other troops...100 to 20, not too good of odds for the bad guys so they took off.

"What the hell is going on, sire?"

"I don't know but I'm sure we'll see them again. Next time, we'll be ready. We should head home now, they won't be back right away. Go home to your families and meet me at the bunkers in a week."

The troops marched back home...

(((AI, what is to become of Dumi, YUma, and Zafira, eep)))

(We'll say the royal advisor kidnapped them...He wants Zafira for his wife I guess...)

(Ai, that's wierd but okay)

Zafira tried to turn in her captors grasp and see if she at least knew him. "Who are you? What do you want?" she asked squirming.

(Why is it weird? The Pharoah is still alive so the Royal Advisor obviously doesn't have the power nor leverage to appoint the leader of the 'bad guys' to the throne. It's perfect.)

((who would honestly want to marry a slave, that's why it's weird))

Rameses stayed still for a moment, appearing to go along with the guards. Then, as he loosened his grip a little on Rameses' arm, he lashed out with his right foot and kicked him square in the gut. The guard fell down backwards. The other two went to help him up, without realizing that they also had prisoners. Rameses started running, calling "Run, hurry!", to Zafira, Dumi, and Yuma.

Dumi's guard drop him as he ran to get Rameses. Dumi turned over on his side and freed his hands. The other guards were surprised. Wasn't he knocked out? Dumi walked over and punched the guard holding Zafira and they struggled until that guards was out. Zafira pointed to the last fleeing guard that had Yuma. Dumi nodded and ran towards them.