Rise of the Egyptian Star Empire

Atwar-Nihmose walked out of the settlement to check on his guards. All was good. He gleamed at the tiny blue dot that he remembered as the Earth. From what his mentor Gnaauson Ka'Hakar had told him, they were approximately 100 million light years away from his acclaimed planet.


He looked up at the sky to view the Lenatori Navy shifting on by. Atwar browsed the vast area when he felt something he had never felt before, love. He saw the girl of his dreams walk by and place herself in front of a well lit fire. Atwar’s heart started beating irregularly. He had never found true love back on Earth.

This could be it! He thought. Atwar clenched his fist to regain his pride and walked over to the fire coolly.

“May I sit here?” He asked politely.

“Sure,” she said with her kind, yet exotic voice.

“I have never seen you around here before. My name is Atwar-Nihmose and I am the leader of this settlement,” he grabbed her plush hand and laid a soft kiss on it, “May I ask what your name is?”

“I am Keyana. It is a pleasure to meet you.” Atwar and Keyana talked for awhile. Atwar got closer and closer to her as the time flew by. Atwar could tell that she was attracted to him and that he had a shot to be with her. Atwar felt he was ready to make a move when she asked:

“What do you want in life?”

“You…” He went in for the kiss and she accepted. They were like two souls connected. After a few minutes, Atwar grabbed her hand and began to ask her to his quarters. “I never got your last name.”

“Ka'Hakar.” She whispered into his ear. Atwar’s heart sank.

“Are you related to Gnaauson?” He asked softly. Atwar knew what the answer was, but he was reluctant to hear it.

“Why, yes… um… I am his...his…”

“Wife of course!” added in a familiar voice. Gnaauson Ka'Hakar came walking out of the darkness towards them. Atwar quickly let go of Keyana’s hand as if he were stretching. “I am glad that you have finally met my wife Keyana, Atwar,” he said with joy.

“Ah, yes,” sighed Atwar, “We were just talking about how nice it was out here…”

“Of course it’s nice; we are in Lenatori country now! Why don’t I join you two for some tea?” Atwar immediately stood up.

“Oh no, I am far too busy at the moment. I must be checking on the rest of the guards right now, maybe another time. Goodbye for now.” He weakly waved to Keyana and Gnaauson Ka'Hakar as he nervously walked back toward the guards at the front gates. The guards were trying to hide a grin from Atwar as Atwar came back looking angry and embarrassed. He caught the looks on their faces and for some reason it angered him so much that he unsheathed his hunting dagger and stabbed the closer of the two men in the leg.

“Are you laughing now!” yelled Atwar with disgust and anger.

“No sire! I never meant… argh!” Atwar maneuvered the knife around in the man’s thigh.

“I hope I never see such a look again out of the two of you.” He pulled the knife out of the man’s leg. “You!” he pointed at the uninjured guard, “Take him to the hospital tent. Let Sahara deal with him.” Atwar cautiously looked around to see if anyone noticed his little incident then walked through the gateway satisfied that Keyana had not seen what he had done.

Atwar rose early in the morning to try to look for his friend Nahim. He found him in the hospital tent talking to the guard that he had stabbed in the leg the previous night. Nahim and the guard noticed Atwar come in and immediately stopped talking.

“Atwar are you well?” Asked Nahim.

“I am just fine, I was wondering if I could talk to you alone, Nahim.”

“Yes, sire.” Atwar walked outside of the tent with Nahim at his tail.

“Listen Nahim, do you remember what life was like for me back in Egypt?” Nahim looked down at his feet and thought for a second.

“Well, you did have everything you ever wanted…”

“No, I did not!” roared Atwar. “I’m sorry my friend, I had a bad night.” Nahim looked a little taken aback at his friend’s yell.

“What happened?”

“I… I finally found someone…” Atwar told Nahim of Keyana by the fire and how he fell in love with her the moment he set eyes on her. He left out that her husband was Gnaauson Ka'Hakar. “I do not know what to do.”

“Atwar, we are leaving on another journey to find a better suiting land in three days. You need to lead us on that journey. You can not go around and steal other men’s wives just like that.”

“I know… it is just that I have never felt that way about anyone before. I have to see her.” Atwar pulled away towards Gnaauson Ka'Hakar’s quarters.

“Atwar!” yelled Nahim. “Listen, about the guard that you stabbed last night…” Atwar froze.

“What did he tell you…” he muttered.

“He just told me that you stabbed him in the leg for some reason. I did not hear why. He was about to tell me why you did it until you came into the tent. Atwar, why did you do it?” Atwar shuddered for a moment. He could not let anyone know about what he did with Gnaauson Ka'Hakar’s wife. Atwar was leader of his Egyptian men, but when it came to the Lenatorian’s, he was just a small captain that Gnaauson Ka'Hakar was in control of. Atwar was put in charge of the Lenatorian guards last night and by stabbing one of the guards and having the other take him to the hospital tent, he could have been in terrible trouble with Gnaauson Ka'Hakar, especially since the two guards witnessed him “introducing” himself to Gnaauson Ka'Hakar’s wife.

“The man is a lunatic, he knew who I was and he spit on my leg. I had to put him in line so I took a leg for a leg – never mind Nahim, it is not important. I need you to do an important task for me right now. Start gathering some provisions for the trip. Go now!”

“Yes sire!” Nahim strode off to the supply tent to gather what he needed. Atwar postponed his trip to Gnaauson Ka'Hakar’s quarters and headed right back into the hospital tent where the wounded Lenatorian guard lay.

“My liege… it is a pleasure to…uh see you again!” The injured guard said nervously. The guard studied the angry look upon Atwar’s face. “I just wanted to let know that your secret is safe with me… I promise I will not mention anything to-“

“It is too late for that; I need to know now if you have told anyone…”

“No I swear, I did not, I-“

“Good, let’s let it stay that way.” Atwar pulled the same hunting knife out that he had used to stab the same man last night.

“Sire, please! No!” It was too late. Atwar brutally struck the man in the heart and body several times with a blind rage as the blood splattered everywhere including his own body. The last he heard of the guard was the disgusting gurgling sound of blood clogged up in his throat. Atwar covered the guard’s nose and mouth to further suffocate the man so he would die faster. He felt the man’s pulse until it was no more. Atwar wore a frown on his face when he finally realized what he had done. He cleaned his blade and was ready to set off to his tent to wash up until he heard someone coming. He immediately took his knife and forcefully pricked himself in the chest as he lay on the floor. Sahara walked in and immediately pulled out his sword after briefly viewing the bloody site. He gazed upon Atwar and called out for help.

“Atwar, what has happened here?” yelled Sahara cautiously. Atwar and Sahara never got along. Atwar was lying on the ground slowly bleeding from his pricked chest.

“That guard…” he said weakly. “He was working against us; he tried to kill me…” Atwar pretended to pass out on the ground as the majority of the guards came running in with their swords at the ready.

“Take him to his quarters and clean him up there!” Sahara commanded the guards. The guards lifted Atwar up on a makeshift stretcher and lifted him up to his quarters. The guards set him down on his bed and waited for a spare doctor to come in to help him. A doctor finally came in, only it was a woman. Atwar gazed at her face and noticed who it was immediately.

“Keyana…” he said weakly.

“Atwar, what happened?” She took out a wet cloth and cleaned Atwar up good. She ordered the guards to leave them. “That is odd, it was only a flesh wound, yet you acted as if you were dying…”

“Keyana please,” Atwar started to talk normally.

“That guard, I saw what you did last night…” Atwar felt as though he was going to be caught and killed. He felt ashamed that she had to witness what he had done.

“It was for our own good, those guards saw us and they started grinning at me as though they had some great news to tell your husband to get me killed.”

“What happened to you just now then?” Atwar did not know what to tell her. So he thought up the same story that he told Sahara. “That is terrible… I have known that man for years… he tried to kill you?”

“Yes, he grabbed my knife out of my sheaf and pricked me with it. I tore it out of his hands and I killed him with it. I had to, he was going to kill me and then Gnaauson Ka'Hakar I just know it.” From what he saw, Keyana believed him. She grabbed his hands and kissed him on the lips.

“Then this can never happen…” she whispered in his ear. She strode off out of his quarters and into the warm afternoon. Atwar lay there trying to take in what had just happened. He got up and peaked out of his tent. The entire settlement was in an uproar. Village people fighting and pouting, children running all over the place, the livestock was running wild all over the town. Atwar watched as the remainder of the guards looked inside of the bloody tent and immediately come out of it with disgust. He saw an oddly familiar figure enter and exit the tent. The man he saw do this started to tear up and soon run to the guard tent looking as though he knew something that the others did not.

Wait… could that have been the other guard? He knows too much, I will have to kill him as well! Atwar saw Nahim running over to his tent. He ran back to his bed and lay there moaning and groaning.

“Atwar!” Nahim’s voice came in. “I heard what happened?” Atwar looked up at his friend.

“I need you to do me another task.” Atwar coughed. “The other guard that was with the guard I stabbed… he is a traitor!”

“You mean Rahza?”

“Was that his name? He and the guard I just killed were plotting to kill Gnaauson Ka'Hakar and me. I command you to find him and execute him on site.” Nahim bowed his head and ran off with two other guards. Atwar got to his feet once again and looked outside of his tent to watch his friend seize and attack Rahza.

“Rahza!” yelled Nahim. Rahza came out of his tent putting away a piece of parchment in his pocket. “Come here.”

“What is it Nahim, I was just in the middle of doing something very importa- ugh!” Nahim stuck his blade into his gut with great fury.

“Wha- wha- you oppose- Gna-g-. “ Rahza fell to the ground. He was laying in the middle of the settlement bleeding to death. Nahim signaled his men to finish him off. The two men grabbed their long swords and pierced Rahza in every direction until he was dead. Nahim and his men left the site and walked shamefully back into Atwar’s quarters with Atwar now laying on the bed again with a smug grin on his face.

Atwar-Nihmose sat on a great rock just outside the settlement. Atwar was never able to find love when he was Earth. His friend Nahim would sometimes catch him crying a bit at night. Nahim was a good young man who had had a woman waiting for him back on Earth. He knew what Atwar was feeling; he was loosing all faith in his inability to court a single woman, besides Keyana, that he fancied.


At times Nahim would think of it and give a small chuckle because the subject humored him a bit. He was smiling until he saw Atwar crying on the rock outside of the settlement.

“Atwar, what is wrong?” asked Nahim sincerely.

“Nothing, nothing,” sobbed Atwar trying to hide his tears.

“Listen, I know what you are feeling and I have to tell you that you should not have to worry about it at all.” Atwar glanced up at Nahim. “Atwar, you are the leader of this settlement and we need you to help guide us to a better home. You can get any woman you want, all you-“

“No my friend, you do not know why I am feeling like this.” Atwar looked to his right and starred at the girl of his dreams who was sitting with Gnaauson Ka'Hakar in front of a blazing fire.

“Her? That is… That is the wife of Gnaauson Ka'Hakar!” Atwar starred at her and then to her husband, the man that gave Atwar and his people passage to this new land. “Atwar you can not go around stealing the wife of your mentor! So that was the girl that you had met before?” Atwar began to tear up again.

“Nahim, there has to be another way for me to be with her. I need her, I can just feel it! I am the leader of this settlement and whatever I say goes!” Atwar began using his anger to send out orders to his friend, Nahim. “I need him dead so I can have her! Here is the plan…” Nahim reluctantly took his friend’s orders and slowly walked away back into the settlement.