Voici en avant première le debut de la fameuse saga de Kaïn
Merci HUDSON de 1592, qui m'a corrigé mon anglais
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HIGHLANDER : THE MARK OF CAÏN
HIGHLANDER : THE TREE OF KNOWLEDGE
It's my second attempt at writing an Highlander fan fiction in English ( which is not my mother tongue ).
The source has inspired me. Hope that you will enjoy this fic, and that the merging of the " chimera ", an ancestral evil able to use the quickening at its true potential, and that will make Jacob Kell a powerless boy, will scare you.
A young archeologist finds the empty tomb of Menes, first pharao. But her discovery might reveal some parts of the immortals' origins... or even destroy the world !
" From the dawn of time we came, moving silently through the centuries, living many secret lives in shadows.
We are the seed of legend, but our true origins were unknown... until now...... " Gabriel of Hensart
355 B.C, Grece :
The weather was hot. After a hard day of philosophical labour, the old master rose.
Plato began a story that would stun his young audience.
" My young friends, I have recently met a man named Kritias. He told me a story that has been in his family for generations.
A long time ago, in the western part of the "Pillars of Hercules", was a powerful empire.
His creator was none other but Poseidon, the Master of the Seas.
He fathered five sets of twins on the island. The firstborn, Atlas, had the continent and the surrounding ocean named after him. Poseidon divided the land into ten sections, each one of them being ruled by one of his sons, or his heirs.
This great empire was called " Atlantis ".
The capital city of Atlantis, Poseidopolis, was a marvel of architecture and engineering. The city was composed of a series of concentric walls and canals. At the very center was a hill, and on top of the hill was a temple to Poseidon. Inside was a gold statue of the God of the Sea that depicted him commanding six winged horses.
But the Atlanteans became slowly corrupted and greedy. Led by their king, they tried to compete with the gods.
Poseidon was furious, and then the Gods decided to destroy Atlantis. A violent earthquake shook the land, giant waves rolled over the shores, and the island sank into the sea. It was never to be seen again.
Nowadays, ruins of This, Egyptian desert :
The young woman activated herself feverishly. Sarah Winter hadn't time anymore. The 27 year-old had to achieve her PhD soon. She knew it had to be here. If she succeeded, then she would be treated as an heroin, a modern Howard Carter, and finding a job in a museum would be easy.
Suddenly, the shovel of one of the local workers met something hard. Could it be it ? After a hard labour, the expedition succeeded in exhuming the mastabah.
" We have found it Muhamad, we have found the tomb of Menes the Unifier, first King of High and Low Egypt ! "
The enthusiasm was quickly tempered,for the tomb had already been opened... Like always....
After some hesitations, they entered by the small hole used previously by plunderers. Strangely, there was still Some objects were scattered on the ground. Further into the tomb, they quickly found several corpses.
" That's strange, it seems that the plunderers were murdered in the tomb. A lot of the objects are still here. Photograph them and send them to the Egyptian Museum. Where is the mummy ?
- The sarcophagus is open miss, there is no mummy !
- What ? No Mummy... The plunderers' murderer let all the objects but took the mummy ?
Well, at least we have the tomb, and I have my PhD... Muhamad, do you believe in the Mummy's revenge ?
- Miss Winter, come here ! "
Sarah followed the voice and entered a strange room.
" Oh my god, what is it ? "
The blonde girl looked at the opposite wall.
" Muhamad, I've never seen anything like this,it's a strange kind of writing. It's some kind of prehieratic. A mix between the hieratic alphabet and the cuneiform one. Not too sure of the language but it seems older than the usual coptic. That's strange, the language seems to use Araméan words also... I've never seen it before...
We're looking at what is probably one of the oldest texts in the world. Take pictures, take pictures...
- What does it say ?
- It speaks of warriors who came from the west... and then they left the crumbling and cursed capital city of the Sea Master... some lines have disappeared ... after crossing the great mountain, they rode for months until they found a river, near which they could settle.
Ahhh! Half of the text has disappeared... strange, there is always this symbol... an eye...
- The eye of Ra, it's common
- No, it's not the common eye of Ra, it looks different... an eye included in what looks like a rectangle... Oh look at the end... But in the conquest of the north, the son of the gods lost his made of "copper of mountains"...
"Copper of mountains"... Oh my god... Oh my God... "Copper of mountains"... "oreíkhalkos"... "orichalcus"
- What ?
- Orichalcus, the holy metal of the Atlanteans. Muhamad, do you know what it means ? Narmer / Menes came from the capital city of the sea master, Poseidopolis. He was an Atlantean. Plato was right, the whole civilisation came from Atlantis, and this wall is the map to find it ! "
six days later, a hall of conference, London :
" And then, ladies and gentlemen, you can see that these pictures prove without any doubt that the first dynasty came from Atlantis.
- you are joking, Atlantis is a myth, a creation of Plato to illustrate his philosophy.
- No, Atlantis is not a myth, it is, in a way, the cradle of the Egyptian civilisation... "
But the audience refused the explanation, and quickly they left the room. Only a man, a sixty year-old man with a grey beard, came to her.
" Miss Winter, I work for people who look at your work with interest.
- I'm not interested in relic hunts, sorry, I'm a scientist... I work for mankind, not for some private collectors
- Miss Winter, you haven't understood, we don't want relics, we want information.. We are a conglomerate of scientists who explore history and more. I know that no one wants to finance your expedition, but we do, if you want.
Take my offer , if you are in need... My name is Michael Ratcheff... "
The mysterious guy gave her his calling card, and she could notice a strange tattoo on his left wrist. A " V " included in two circles.
Sarah never noticed that another man, a mysterious man in a coat and a hat was watching them...
One day later, Paris, France :
Europol had tracked them for months. Who were they ? They had no clue. The only thing they knew was that they were some kind of sect which had come from nowhere and robbed antiquities,whatever the cost... They had killed 9 people in the process. They needed to be stopped at any cost. And now, their new target was none other than the Louvre.
Their only distinctive sign ? A pendentive with a mysterious symbol : an eye on what looked like a grave.
