The Indians and the Crackedskulls are locked in the turmoil of war. Neiko--a warrior with the glistening title of "the Chosen One"--finds herself facing a collection of enemies. Her archenemies, Raven and Bloodhawk, have come up with a scheme to destroy her reputation with the help of a phony Indian chieftain.
However, during the unfolding of their plan, Neiko finds out that a land she thought she had only imagined is actually real--and more terrifying than she ever imagined. It turns out that Ramses--the arch-villain of her collection--has sinister plans of his own for Neiko, whom he eventually traps in Qari.
Neiko must find her way back home and turn the tables on her enemies, but what she finds out during her travels in Qari will change her entire existence for all eternity.
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Seeking his revenge on Neiko for exposing him, Francesco banishes Neiko into ancient Egypt just like he did her friends eleven years ago. During her stay there, she unravels the mystery of what happened to her four friends. Now she’s faced with a bigger problem—how to get home. After a series of unfortunate events, Neiko is now entangled with Pharaoh Ramesses II. Francesco also comes to make sure their fates are sealed. Can Neiko and her friends beat impossible odds and return to Hawote and back to the present?
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Excerpt Neiko's Five Land Adventure
Chapter 26
Thursday passed quickly, and the dreaded day came. Neiko’s parents backed
down the driveway and waved as they left Neiko behind. As soon as they were out
of sight, Neiko sprang into action. She put the water in the canteen, got the weapons,
and put them in the coat closet with her backpack. She found the marbles and
hid them behind the pillow on the couch. She then sprinted to her room and
fixed the barricade; she laid the Super Soaker on the bed and laid
Quickstrike’s gun on the top of the entertainment center. Neiko put on her
buckskin tank top and shorts, her socks, and her black Nikes, and she put the
pistol in the belt of her shorts. She put on her bead headband with a falcon in
the center, and she painted her face for war in red and blue stripes on her
cheeks and chin; the battle was ready. Neiko waited for several hours behind
the barricade, but there was no sign of Ramses. “Man, is he coming or not?”
Neiko asked irritated.
Quickstrike drummed his legs on the entertainment center
nervously. “Hmm, he’s coming alright, but he wishes to attack when he gets
ready, and probably when we least expect it.”
“Let’s play some music,” Neiko said. After she had
listened to all of her tapes, she played video games, but every creak or noise
made her jump. Neiko threw her controller down in disgust. “I can’t play
games!”
Neiko looked at her clock,
it was five. “He ain’t coming, it’s five—,”
“I’m here!” Ramses said as he walked into the door to her
room. “Have you been waiting for me?” he asked sweetly.
Neiko
did a backflip into her barricade and grabbed the Super Soaker.
“Yeah, and I have a
present for you, and it’s called Pharaoh Spray! Have some!” Neiko said as she
fired at him, but she sprayed him in the neck, in a drenching blast. “Oh, darn
I missed.”
Ramses wiped some off and smelled of it then looked at
Neiko angrily. “So, you wish to blind me? Is this your game? Ha! I presume you
wish to continue this idiotic combat. Well, let’s get started!” he said then he
did a side slap and sent the gun flying out of her hands landing at the head of
the bed. Neiko dove for it and was able to retrieve it, and she spun dodging
his sweeping hands. Neiko got a good aim at his eyes and before she could fire,
he snatched it out of her grasp and threw it behind him. Neiko jumped on the
floor and she headed for the door, but he tripped her with his foot.
Neiko
tried to crawl out, but he grabbed her ankle, yanked her to him, and held her
upside down by her ankle. “Now, do you yield?”
Neiko dangled with her hands over her head, her other leg
bent, and swinging dazedly. “Yeah, you win, I bet Qari is beautiful this time
of year, and I bet Skull Fort is a wonderful place to visit,” Neiko said
quickly with a twinge of fear.
“That’s better. Now let’s be off.”
Neiko’s pistol slipped on the floor, and she tried to reach it, but Ramses
kicked it out of reach. “Uh, uh.”
“Hey, Chrome Daddy! Put her down!”
Quickstrike yelled from the floor.
Ramses dropped Neiko and turned to Quickstrike. “You! I
will crush you like the bug you are for insulting me!” he said as he went after
him trying to stomp him with his armored foot. Seeing his narrow escapes, Neiko
grabbed the bat and hit him on top of the head. Ramses cried out as his helmet
began to ring. He grabbed it to stop it from ringing then he turned and faced
her. “Argh! You won’t get away with this, Falcon!” Neiko swung it several
times, but he blocked it with his arms and with the backs of his hands because
of the hand guards, and it clanged on every hit.
“Dang!
C’mon, eat chrome!” Neiko growled as she tried another hit.
Ramses fended off the attack with his arm, and then he
backhanded it, and it fell behind the entertainment center. Seeing Neiko
disarmed, his sightless red eyes shone with triumph, but Neiko was not giving
up. She ran and jumped on him trying to claw at his eyes and trying to clobber
him with her hands, but he threw her on the bed and pinned her by her arms, yet
Neiko still fought by trying to kick him and fighting to get up.
He laughed cruelly. “I’ve got you now! It seems the fight
hasn’t gone out of you yet!”
“Yo! Chrome Sneeze! Look over
here, I stole your mom’s platinum panties!” Quickstrike yelled from the top of
the entertainment center with his gun aimed. Furious, Ramses looked as he
jerked Neiko up to her feet. Quickstrike hit the trigger, and he scored a
direct hit in both of his eyes. Ramses screamed in pain, and he released Neiko
immediately because the pain was so intense. Neiko moved quickly, but he had
her cornered. Neiko ran behind the barricade and started to go under the bed.
In his fury he had forgotten where the bed was, and he tripped on it. Neiko
popped out the other side, ran, and grabbed Quickstrike. Hearing her footsteps,
he charged after her. Neiko barely got past him and into the hall, and then he
ran into the wall with a crunch of sheetrock breaking. Neiko sprinted down the
hall and threw the marbles all down the hall. Neiko ran to the closet to get
the weapons and backpack, and she heard him trip on the marbles and hit his
head on the wall making a huge hole. Growling with rage, Ramses tried to get
up, but then he tripped on his cape and on a few marbles and fell on his back.
Neiko saw it and started laughing as she peeked around the corner of the
hallway.
“You just wait till I get my hands on you, Indian!
You will not get away so easily!” Ramses snarled indignantly.
“Watch me if you can!” Neiko
shouted back as she headed for the door. Hearing his quarry escaping, he
growled in a seething tantrum, but then an idea popped into his head. He smiled
in spite of himself, and he began to chant the spell, then he clapped his
hands. Once he finished, he touched his eyes to get rid of the sting of the
Pharaoh Spray, and walked after them. Neiko ran out the door, but once she ran
out, there was a light, and then a strange land spread before her. Neiko saw
enormous trees with strange leaves, and a dusty road reached as far as she
could see. Neiko spun around, and she saw her front door hanging in space
closing. Neiko ran to it trying to go back in. “Please don’t close, please!”
Neiko prayed, but the door closed and disappeared. Neiko then heard a thunder
of hooves coming. She spun around and saw an army rushing to her. She dove into
the ditch, and they rode past her; when they were gone, she came out and looked
for Quickstrike. She called his name, but he was nowhere in sight.
Suddenly,
she heard a clap of thunder, and Ramses came out of the sky and landed catlike
on the ground one hundred yards away! Neiko ran into the woods, and she
searched for a place to hide. Moments passed slowly as she ran, taking cover
behind trees and bushes as she tried to find a better hiding place. Finally,
there was a tree that had a split in it big enough for her to fit fairly
concealed. The land was getting dark, and she went into the tree and sat down,
pulled her knees to her chest, and wrapped her arms around them. She heard him
running in the woods looking for her, and then he came into sight. Neiko closed
her eyes and pressed her lips on her knees. “Please don’t find me,” she prayed
over and over in her mind.
Ramses stopped and looked around, but Neiko was nowhere in
sight. “Well! I know you are here somewhere! You may have escaped this time,
but you can’t hide forever, and I will find you wherever you go! Welcome to
Qari, my dear! Ha, ha, ha!” He left the woods laughing wickedly, and Neiko
huddled up tighter in the tree, shuddered, and closed her eyes.
“Neiko!” Quickstrike’s voice called. “Where are you?”
Thinking Ramses was trying to trap her, she stayed silent, closed her eyes, and
started praying.
Excerpt Escape From Ancient Egypt
Chapter
8
It
was the night for the pit fights to begin, and the Indians’ imprisonment to
end—or so they hoped. Many rich families brought in their finest combatants to
do battle in the fights Kenes was hosting. The Indians were dressed in their
clothes, and they all possessed weapons, including Neiko. Neiko was shown
before the contests in her warrior regalia, along with her weapons. Guards and
Kenes himself watched her closely to make sure she didn’t try anything. Many
people paid to see her, and they looked at her amazed. But she looked at them
sternly, folded her arms, and stood in a proud Indian stance.
“Attention,
everyone. Let the fights begin!” said Kenes loudly, and everyone herded to the
arena. Several fights passed on, and each Indian dreaded when he would be next.
“Okay,
we’re all outside and armed. When the first one of us fights and wins—hopefully,
then yell out a hawk’s call for a signal. We need to strike like lightning.
Neiko will follow our lead just like we went over. Everyone understand?” asked
Panthero.
“Roger,”
Tito and Mactalon said in unison.
“You’re
next, savage,” snapped Het as he shoved Mactalon toward the arena.
Mactalon
walked into the arena to meet his opponent with his shield and sword. A tall
Philistine met him on the field with a spear. He laughed at Mactalon’s
appearance because he was taller than the poorly armed Indian was. The signal
was given, and the fight began. The two fought skillfully as people cheered.
Mactalon’s three friends yelled to him to wish him luck. The Philistine kicked
him and sent him to the ground. He raised his spear, ready to kill Mactalon,
but he defended himself with the shield. Without thinking, he sliced the
Philistine in the leg and got up.
“I
will kill you, painted warrior!” snarled the Philistine in pain.
“C’mon,
kill me!” Mactalon challenged.
The
wounded Philistine charged and tried to stab again, but Mactalon fended off the
attack. Mactalon lashed out and cut the spear in half, scoring a cut down his
opponent’s chest. The Philistine howled in pain and tried to use the spear as a
club to pound him. Mactalon defended himself, but the angry opponent cuffed him
in the side of the head, sending him falling to the ground. He tried to stab
again, but Mactalon painfully jerked to the side to dodge the spearhead. He
thrust out his sword and stabbed the Philistine in the chest. He groaned,
crumpled to the ground, and then lay still. Mactalon staggered to his feet,
panting. The crowd was taken aback because this Philistine had been a longtime
champion.
“Way
to go, Mack!” Neiko yelled from a distance.
“Way
to show ’em!” called Tito and Panthero in unison.
Mactalon
raised his shield and bloodied sword in victory. He took a deep breath, threw
back his head, and let loose the shrill call of a hawk, which was the signal.
Tito and Panthero knocked out their guards and sprinted to meet Mactalon.
Seeing them and following their lead, Neiko cuffed her two guards, drew her
sword, and wounded two more who were trying to catch her. She found a rope she
could use to slide down to make a shortcut to the field because Egyptians were
coming from both sides, cutting her off. She put the sword in between her teeth
and slid down onto the field to her friends. The four ran out of the arena,
with a mob of Egyptians chasing them. They found four bareback horses,
unhitched from a chariot, and tied up at a watering hole. They grabbed the
reins, jumped on the backs of the horses, and rode off toward the south—toward
Thebes—as they lifted their weapons in triumph and yelled in victory calls.
Kenes sent men after them as he went to his house to gather a band to hunt them
down.
The
four traveled in the desert, along the river, heading south for days. They made
a rest stop for supplies at Abydos .
They also had to give Kenes’ scouts the slip at this riverside town before they
could cross the river by ferry to Dendera. The next day they crossed the river
to the east to Dendera and continued following the river south for around a
day. They could now see the city, Thebes ,
clearly in the distance.
“Thebes dead ahead!”
shouted Tito, and they kicked their horses to a run and rode to the city.
They
all marveled at the splendor of the place as well as keeping an eye out for
Sito. Music filled the air and people bustled about. This place seemed even
larger and more bustling than Memphis .
Monuments, statues, jugglers, and markets were everywhere, along with peasants
and snake charmers and workers.
“Wow!
This place is kinda cool,” said Neiko as she scanned the area.
“Yeah,
I know, but keep your eyes open,” warned Tito.
Several
platoons of soldiers marched through, and several people peered at the
strange-looking newcomers.
“How
are we supposed to find Sito in all of this?” complained Mactalon. “I mean, he
could look like everyone else, you know.”
“Yeah,
it seems like we’re playing a live version of Where’s Waldo,” grumbled Neiko.
“Mactalon’s
right. Maybe we should try to find Senu first,” said Panthero.
“How
will we find his house? The further we move in, the more crowded it gets,” said
Neiko.
“Just
look for the nicest house in Thebes ,”
said Tito.
“Uh,
correction—if we look for the nicest house, then we will end up at Pharaoh’s
house. So I think you mean the second nicest,” said Mactalon.
“You
know what I meant,” Tito said, shoving his friend playfully. They explored the
winding streets and alleys of the city, but there was no sign of Sito or Senu.
“I
think we would have a better time trying to find an Apache in downtown Atlanta ,” grumbled Neiko.
“There
they are! After them!” a voice yelled, and they turned and saw Kenes with a
band of armed men on horses. Among the numbers were also the scouts they had
ditched back at Abydos .
People
screamed seeing the weapons and backed out of the street. The Indians bolted
forward in a full-scale retreat. They couldn’t risk a battle or be recaptured.
The Egyptians divided up and started gaining. Kenes and a small group came from
the front, and the Indians split up, with Neiko going left and the others going
right. Kenes and his small group went after Neiko, while everyone else of the
party went after the others. Neiko rode street to street aimlessly, trying to
shake her pursuers. She saw a stand with huge melons on it, and leaned over and
grabbed one. She turned and threw it at the group hoping to hit someone. She
was able to hit one man in the eye. He didn’t see a low-hanging rope, and it
hooked him in the chest. He flipped off the back of the horse and landed on the
ground. The remaining nine men still chased her. Just ahead was an overhead
ledge where bricks were lying, and only a few logs supported them. Neiko sliced
the rope binding the supports with her sword, and the bricks fell, toppling
five more men. The man who had put the bricks up there called after her,
shaking his fist angrily.
“Sorry!”
Neiko called back. Neiko turned a hard left and fell into a mob of people. She
rode through and fought to get to the opening in the street.
“Excuse
me, pardon me, sorry—comin’ through,” Neiko said as she and her horse fought
through. She made it to the middle of the street, but there was a mob on the
other side. Kenes and his remaining four men had her trapped. Neiko brandished
her sword, bared her teeth menacingly, and gave a shrill war call. “Come and
get me if you dare!” she challenged.
“Get
her!” commanded Kenes, but no one noticed a man who walked up with his wife and
a large number of people behind him. He watched in amazement on what was going
on and was somewhat entertained. Neiko charged on her horse and jumped onto one
of the men. They both fell off as the horse fell, and she landed on top of him,
knocking the breath out of him. She dealt him two side punches in the jaw, and
a final double punch in the forehead, knocking him out. People looked at the
battling group, horrified as Neiko picked up the fallen Egyptian’s spear and
stabbed an oncoming man’s horse. The horse died, and they both fell over. The
horse fell on the man’s leg, and he couldn’t get up. Neiko hit him in the head,
making him unconscious.
One
of Kenes’ men dropped his staff and ran off.
“Do
something!” Kenes shouted at his remaining man.
The
man jumped off the horse, tackled her, and tried to restrain her. The pair
wrestled on the ground, but Neiko was able to free her right arm. She socked
him in the nose. He growled in pain, but he kept holding her. She grabbed his
hand and bit it as hard as she could; he let go, yelling in agony. She kicked
him between the legs, and he doubled over and danced in anguish. She picked up
her spear and hit him in the chin with the butt; he landed face down in the
sand, motionless. Kenes was taken aback by Neiko’s skill. She ran and jumped up
on the horse tackling him and sending him crashing on the
ground from the horse.
“How
do you like being hit and beaten? You want to enslave me do you? Huh?” Neiko snarled, punching Kenes
mercilessly in the face in a left-right manner.
Kenes
didn’t understand her, but he could hear the hostility in her voice. Kenes
pushed her off of him and tried to make a hasty retreat. He had to return home
to get more reinforcements and come back for her. Her friends were going to
die, and she was going to be his even if he had to have her in chains to keep
her under control. As he tried to flee, Neiko stabbed him in the leg, and he
fell down. She tied him by one leg to his own horse with the rope he had
brought, as he lay on the ground. She tied the other end to the saddle tightly.
Then she stood over him and put the point of her spear to his throat. People
covered their mouths in fear, and the woman hid behind her husband because she
wasn’t sure if Neiko was going to kill Kenes. “Try to hurt us again, and I’ll
kill you,” she snapped as she pricked his neck with the point. She took the
point from him and slapped the horse’s flank. It ran off, dragging Kenes behind
it, who yelled curses and threats to her as he was dragged away. His threats
didn’t mean anything to her since she couldn’t understand him. Neiko raised her
spear in triumph and yelled, “Victory! Indians rule, and Egyptians drool!” Then
she released a shrill call and watched Kenes disappear. “Yeah! Who’s the better
fighter?”
Soon
a shadow loomed over Neiko, and she saw it in front of her. She spun around and
stood face to face with a wealthy man. She poised her spear, ready to kill if
he tried to capture her. A few soldiers began to draw their weapons and
approach her with angry faces, but the man raised his hand stopping them. The
man seemed to have an aura of complete control about him. She held the spear at
his chest, but he didn’t fear her. “Are you Senu?” she asked. She repeated the
name and pointed at him in trying to make him understand her.
The
man stared at Neiko in order to get a better look at her. As he peered at her
face, his hand went to a huge jade scarab that hung around his neck that rested
on his muscular chest. It finally sunk in what she was trying to ask him. “I am
not,” he replied shaking his head.
Neiko
was dressed in her buckskin tank top with buckskin shorts and no shoes; her
tennis shoes were still on her front porch where she left them. She was wearing
her falcon headband, and her hair was fixed with hawk feathers. She had armlets
on the tops of her arms with feathers, and an eagle and bear claw necklace. Her
face was painted in red and black—she had a black bird’s foot on the T-zone of
her face, red stripes on her cheeks and chin, and lightning bolts under her
eyes.
Neiko
studied the man. He was wearing fine linen clothes with a jeweled collar. He
wore gold bracelets that came from his wrists to his elbows. He also wore a
blue—and white-striped headdress, but she didn’t notice the golden cobra with
jeweled eyes coming from his forehead or his beard. He wore rings on his
fingers and a heavy gold necklace in addition to the large scarab amulet that
he continued to hold and stroke with his fingers. He was well-built, young, and
fairly tall. He had a strong jaw, and his dark, piercing eyes, which were
outlined, never left her.
“Okay,
do you know where I can find Senu?” she asked, not letting down her guard.
The
man looked at her, baffled, and she took a step backward. “A woman who can
fight? Where do you come from?” he asked.
“Huh?”
Neiko asked, dumbfounded because she couldn’t understand.
“Wait—I
remember now. You are one of the painted people—like Sito—who my father found
years ago and took in. But unlike him—I like you—a lot. And you look so
familiar to me—like the one I have been searching for,” the man said rubbing
his chin as he stared into her face, and she took a few more steps back. He had
released the massive charm. “Could it be you at last?”
The
woman, who was dressed like him but wore a golden vulture crown gawked at her,
concerned, and looked at him confused. Apparently, she had no idea what he was
speaking of.
“Never
mind. Since you know nothing of Senu, I’ll find him on my own,” Neiko said
backing up with her spear still raised and her eyes still on the man, watching
his every move.
The
man started to approach her, but Neiko poised her spear in warning, stopping
him in his tracks. “Back off,” she said as she twisted her hands on the shaft
trying to conceal her fear. Her heart was hammering in her chest.
The
man’s eyes sparkled, and he smiled at her. Neiko looked at him coolly. He
reached his hand forward and said, “Take my hand and come with me. Come,” he
said, beckoning her with his fingers.
Neiko’s
eyes widened, and she shook her head. “Ok-kay, I can understand what that look
means! I have friends to find and no time to flirt with some rich dude I don’t
even know. I don’t take orders from nobody! Now if you will excuse me,” she
said, backing away again at a quicker pace.
The man lowered his hand and took a few steps
forward. He was not so easily deterred and challenged her. Obviously, he was
very stubborn.
Neiko
frowned and narrowed her eyes. “I don’t think you get the message. Maybe I
should put it in terms you can understand,” Neiko said, as she drew a line in
the sand with her big toe. “If you cross this line,” she said, pointing at him
and then the line, “Then I’ll kill you,” Neiko said thrusting her spear at him.
The
man looked at the line and then at her, but he smiled broader. “You have
spirit, but I fear nothing. You are coming with me--like it or not. Guards, get
her and bring her to me,” he said, pointing at her, and three soldiers came at
her.
“Oh
crap! Time to go!” Neiko said as she ran to her horse, jumped on, and rode away
barely escaping the advancing soldiers before they could grab her. She went off
in search of her friends and Senu’s house.
A.K. Taylor grew up in the backwoods of Georgia where she learned about nature. She enjoys hunting and fishing, beekeeping, gardening, archery, shooting, hiking, and has various collections. She also has interest in music, Native American history and heritage, Egyptian history, and the natural sciences. A.K. Taylor has been writing and drawing since the age of 16. A.K. Taylor has graduated from the University of Georgia with a biology degree, and she shares an interest in herpetology with her husband.
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