Under the Iron Claw- Chapter 10

Sulkhotep's eyes opened. He looked up to see the preacher, who noticed that Sulkhotep had awoken. "Truly the Sun Disc is merciful, my son." Sulkhotep glanced around the room, unsure of where he was. "Brother...where is Tunkhamen?" The preacher bowed his head, before he answered. "Your brother is far away. But I am sure he will come for you." Sulkhotep's heart raced, as he relived the events of the last 24 hours. The fire...the fire. His brother was there...but he didn't come back for him. Suddenly, Sulkhotep could hear the sound of chains snapping. However, what he saw horrified him; his arms, legs and wings had been replaced by brass prosthetic limbs. He gripped a nearby mirror, before he saw what had happened; in the mirror was something far different than the old Sulkhotep. Darker, colder....more machinelike. Overcome with anger, he began to tear the place apart. There was no trace of the old Sulkhotep left. The preacher, terrified of what monster he had helped to create, tried to run from the rampaging Sulkhotep. But a brass pair of talons gripped the preacher's robes, pulling him up to meet a pair of glowing yellow eyes. The preacher gazed at the creature's eyes. "S-sulkhotep?" he asked, terrified for his life. But he received only one answer; "Sulkhotep is dead. His ashes have been scattered to the winds. I am....Atenhotep."