The ancient Mekhet, with her childer, Emily, and Jared Black stood over the dessicated corpse. The work had been long and arduous and each had their hand to play in it. The ancient left a blank slate with the help of Emily, and Jared found the right way to fill it. Now with work done it was time to wake the ancient Hittite and see how successful the endeavor had been.

"This is your last chance" The ancient shadow said to Black, though she had come to far to let his second doubts get in the way.

"I am." He said confidently, removing the stake from the corpses breast-plate to reinforce his words. The ancient shadow handed a delicate blade to Jared, and knowing what to do he used the razor sharp blade to slice across his wrist.

Jared did not register the pain from the cut, he merely held his wrist over the almost skeletal body, letting his potent vitae drip onto and into the mummy's mouth. Vitae flowed freely from his vein, yet it seemed like nothing was happening. Jared looked to the ancient shadow, and then to her childer, who were both starring at the event. It was when he looked at Emily, he caught the look on her face that cued him that something was happening.

Bones and flesh seemed to glisten with moisture, and began to expand rapidly as the corpse began to look fresher and fresher. It almost seemed to Jared that time was rewinding as he looked on in amazement.

They sat for minutes, Jared pouring vitae freely into the mouth as they watched the whole in the breastplate knit back together, muscle and skin form and reform over bones as tendons snake out and connect to the corpses skeletal frame. It almost seemed to go quicker and quicker...and before they knew it...they were face to face with a relic of the past.

Jared was shocked and amazed by her beauty. All that he had been able to gather could not put words to it. The ancient shadow noticed something entirely different. This ancient Hittite did not seem like she was from that region. She seemed European, which was surprising and interesting all in one. Emily meanwhile felt terror welling up in her. She knew the stories and prayed that everything would go how they intended.

"Take her home now...and continue feeding her your blood until she is complete." The Shadow said to Jared as he nodded. He moved over to his backpack and grabbed out a blanket to wrap her in, and then used his incredible strength to carry her out from that wretched place. A place he hoped he had seen for the last time. It was time to take her home...

Jared rested her in the passenger seat and got her all secured. She was still completely out of it, from the millennium of sleep and the mind-fuck the Mekhet had been doing to her sleeping mind.

"You better be worth all this bullshit... Allison..." He looked at her as he turned on the car ready to get her back to the penthouse on South Beach...

Lost Time
Time Lost II