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Wednesday, August 10, 2005

   Fan FIc
Characters in young life:
Mr. Ishtar (Malik's father)
Mrs. Ishtar (Malik's mother)
Malik Ishtar (Marik)
Isis Ishtar (Ishizu)
Rasheed Ishtar (Odion)
Dr. Umar Entari (fan character)
Mrs. Heden Junsu Entari (FC)
Zeranah Entari (FC)
Dr. Hawkens
Ms. Denzen Yun Junsu (FC)
Inta Junsu (FC)
Tara Jones (FC)

December 23, 1978
Birth. What should one say about Birth. In the experience of the pain of death, one brings life forth into the world.
"A true son!" He had said.
Mr. Ishtar now had three children. Only two of them he claimed.
Rasheed had been left after birth to be cared for by the Ishtars. The two had been middle aged then, and with no children of their own, this was the perfect gift. Isis had been born four short years later. A daughter. Mr. Ishtar wanted a son. He knew now, that a child could be given to them, he began to neglect Rasheed, and five years later this day came, the day he was given a son.
"Papa." Isis said from beside her father as he held up his newborn son.
"What will his name be?" Asked Rasheed.
"Malik." Replied Mr. Ishtar.
Birth, the beginning of something new, to be born. Then it happened, not only was the child Malik Ishtar Born, he was thrown into something he couldn't stop.


June 9, 1982
Malik was toddling around behind Rasheed.
"Rashi!" His voice laughed reaching out to grab the young mans tunic.
"Oh, Malik!" Rasheed turned around.
Rasheed had been carrying a tray of soup from the kitchens to Isis. The poor thing had come down with a summer cold, and had to stay in bed.
"Do you want to help?" Asked Rasheed.
"Yes!" Malik shook his head back and forth with vigor as he smiled.
The two entered the room to see Isis sitting up in her bed a book propped up on her knees.
"Hello!" She smiled to her brothers.
"Hello." Greeted Rasheed.
Malik didn't bother to say hello but found some toys that had been left in the corner by his sister and began to play.
"What brings you two here?" Asked Isis stretching as she reached for the tray Rasheed was holding.
"Just to bring you dinner, and some news." Rasheed smiled.
Malik looked up from the plastic horse he was playing with and perked his ears up to hear what Rasheed was saying.
"News of what?" Asked Isis.
"Pa- I mean Mr. Ishtar has hired a doctor, I believe his name his name is Entari." Rasheed informed. "With you getting sick so often, Mr. Ishtar said he can't afford to take you above and he said something about if Malik were to get sick."
"Maybe he shouldn't hire Dr. Entari, I've never been above you know." Isis said with a prim little smirk.
"I not been eider!" Malik laughed.
Rasheed motioned for Malik to come sit with him.
"I've heard he has a wife and daughter." Rasheed said ending any talk of above.
Above, what normal people would see every day, trees, grass, buildings, other people, these were all things the Ishtar children had never seen. They didn't know what to expect from the above world. As tomb keepers they were born into an oath to stay under ground and make sure no one stole from the royal tombs of old. All of the children dreamed of going above, even Malik at his young age.
"How old do you think his daughter is?" Isis asked with intrigue.
A play mate her own age would be wonderful! And a 9 year old girl that was from above!
"I'm not sure, I think four or five." Rasheed informed.
"I hate girls." Malik informed.
"I'm a girl." Isis retorted.
"No you not!" the little boy replied jumping down from Rasheed's lap and continuing to play.
"Well, We'd best let you rest." Rasheed said taking Malik away from the toys.

June 18, 1982
Mrs. Henden Junsu Entari was a tall busty woman with short brown hair and muddy brown eyes. She wore a green dress that made her dark skin look even darker and at her side was a round little girl. Zeranah Entari. Zeranah was four, she had long brown hair worn in two braids and tied with purple ribbon. She carried a rag doll, that had eyes as green as she did, and wore a traditional brown tunic.
"Mr. Ishtar," Dr. Entari greeting setting down a suitcase, and his medical bad to shake the elder mans hand.
"Ah, you must Be Dr. Entari." Mr. Ishtar replied.
"Just call me Umar." Dr. Entari replied.
Umar Entari was a head taller than Mr. Ishtar and was a handsome young man with his dark brown hair cut short and his facial hair worn in a short go-tee and he had eyes the same glass green color of his daughter.
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