Ari sensed them. Stuck within this crystal casket. For his own protection the others had said. To keep the sect of Egypt from gaining control over his powers they said. Born different with human form you must be protected they said. So much for believing in his own capabilities. He knew the others didn't like him----The thoughts faded off. He sensed them again. So much time to do nothing but hover in a spectrul form of himself. (see included pic at bottom) He moves. Watching them in this other form of his. He wonders...would they find him. Would the chosen one...appear? The one chosen to take up the line of pharohs...only time would tell.<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/My%20album/fireball.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">The men lead him to the entrance to the tomb. Then into it. Then they back up and let them lead the way. "We do not know about you. But we heard there was a chamber hidden in here. A secret is supposed to be kept hidden deep within the hidden tomb of the first and last pharoh." one guy says. Another elbows him. "We are not supposed to mention mythical things such as that to outsiders." he hisses. The orignal man eyes him. "So Ar---OOF! Alright I shut my trap." he says grumpily.</span>