Author: WordsAreMusic PM
What if Tzipporah hadn't been the only one kidnapped? What if she had a cousin, who was kidnapped also? What if she caught the eye of a certain Egyptian priest? What if they fell in love? Here's what would've happened.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Chapters: 10 - Words: 10,801 - Reviews: 25 - Favs: 16 - Follows: 12 - Updated: 02-13-12 - Published: 11-10-10 - id: 6467377
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I wrote this a while back and decided to put it up, due the urgings of a friend of mine. I don't think anyone has attempted to write something like this before, but I'm going to. I hope you enjoy.
"Tzipporah! You must not go out alone. Take Rachael with you," Jethro called from the tent.
"Fine," Tzipporah caved, allowing her cousin to catch up with her. I'm just going to check up on the sheep. I don't need a babysitter. She's only five years older than I. Tzipporah sighed, knowing her father was just being protective.
"So…what are we doing," Rachael asked, walking alongside her cousin.
Even though Tzipporah was upset over the fact of being supervised, she couldn't be mad at her cousin. "We're going to make sure the sheep are okay."
They walked on in silence. Upon reaching the sheep and seeing all was well, they started to head back. Out of the vast darkness, they could see torchlight and many torches.
"Who could be coming? Especially a large group. What do they want," Tzipporah thought aloud.
"Let's go back. I don't have a good feeling about this," Rachael whispered. Her eyes were apprehensive and frightened, as the men, along with their camels, drew closer.
"Let's just see what they want, okay?"
"Fine…but I still don't like this."
Just as Tzipporah was about to make a snaky retort, the men arrived. There were four men. Two of whom, seemed to be guards and the other two seemed to be some sort of priests. The guards had weapons and were holding the torches. They were stolid, rugged and strong looking men. The priests, however, seemed to be more studious and clever. One of the priests was overweight and short,; while the other was tall and thin.
"Ramos! Arcan! Seize them. They could be of use to the pharaoh," the fat priest ordered.
"Yes, sir," they said in unison.
Rachael backed away. "Run!" They started to sprint, but were grabbed from behind. The guards had them by the waist and by the hair.
"Tie them up. We don't want to take any chances." Fat Priest smirked.
"Who are you," Tzipporah demanded, eyes flashing and teeth grinding.
"I'm Hotep and that is Huy. We are the high priests to the pharaoh," the fat one, Hotep, answered.
"What do you want from us," Rachael questioned. She wasn't afraid of them, only curious.
"Well, two beautiful ladies ,such as yourselves, would make an excellent gift to the pharaoh or his sons." This time, it was Huy who spoke. He didn't appear to be as bad as his fellow priest.
"So, that's it? We're just going to be forced to be someone's sex toy?" Tzipporah fought against her bindings. If one of the ropes tying her snapped, the priests would be in trouble.
Hotep cleared his throat. "Yes, as a matter of fact, you are." Huy looked uncomfortable and averted his eyes from them.
"What? Too ashamed to admit it?" Rachael glared at Huy. Her outburst caused him to look at her. Still, he was silent. Rachael scoffed and her glare intensified. "You men are such pigs!"
Hotep thundered over to Rachael and stopped right in front of her. "You better shut it," he snarled.
"Or what? You'll sit on me?"
Hotep's glare met her's. After about a minute of a stare-down, Hotep growled. He turned to the guards. "Gag them!" He stomped over to his camel and got on, with the help of one of the guards. "Silence is bliss."
From his perch on his camel, Huy noticed the two glaring at Hotep. "Can it, Hotep. Leave them alone," Huy whispered, glancing nervously at the ladies.
"Why? They're bound and gagged. What could they possibly do? We have nothing to worry about. Relax, Huy." Hotep just smirked at his friend's worry. Unfortunately for Huy, Hotep's comment didn't calm him down and he still looked at them with unease.
The romance will come, I promise you. Please review.