Anubis Tranquil Whatever

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Once upon a time in a land far far away, there lived a prince whom had a case of aqua-phobia. He lived inside his tower isolated from the world. His princess never came. There he died, inside his tower with his heart locked up…
It was a dark and stormy night, and I could still feel its presence. The soporific words crawling up my neck. Just enough to let my imagination wander. His spirit, his soul, was embedded within me, and haunted my conscience, my thoughts, my mind. The spirit of my dead father, or is he really dead at all? His uneven lips pulled into a tight smirk. I shuddered and quickly scrawled the last words onto the leather page. Many of our fears are tissue-paper-thin, and a single courageous step would carry us clear through them, I thought as I jumped into the frigid water. With the knife raised to my neck, the water slowly then abruptly turned dark red…

I’ve always feared water. Aqua-phobia they called it. I’ve never been in contact with water. Not that I didn’t shower, but I’ve never been completely submerged in water. I’ve always found the water tranquilizing and soothing yet immeasurable and menacing at the same time. It lures me in, but pushes me away at the same time. The ironic thing was that my father and I lived on a boat, the “Killer’s Secret” He smirked as he told me what he had planned for the day.
“Lad, it’s time for us to explore the world! Time to take Killer for an adventure, and where better yet to go than the Bermuda triangle? Several disappearances of hundreds of ships and airplanes in this area has made the Bermuda Triangle one of the world's most notorious unsolved mysteries! Aye, no good man ever made it out there alive!” My father grinned. A crooked, uneven grin, but still the most I’ve gotten ...

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...the deck by the strong hands of my father.
“Do you know how this world was created Anubis? With an equal balance of chaos and order. Chaos will always win, we will worship the Lord Apophis aye? So my lad, you will be my first offering to the great Lord! Let chaos be in our hearts forever.” With that he pushed me into the water. The roaring of the water completely submerged me, however not before I heard my father sneering “Look before you leap Anubis.” The silence and soothing whispers advanced, overwhelmingly disturbing. It seems that my father always knew that I feared water, but didn’t know that I was born a natural swimmer. For the first time, the water was my only strength. And I will have to complete Damon’s and my legacy. Fear… is an emotion indispensable for survival. I can’t say that I lived happily ever after. I am the God of death and darkness after all.

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