Stepping back into the time machine, the band of seven members sat down into their designated spot. Crossing her arms, Eletta glanced towards Artemis, "How did you know eating the apple would fix the timeline?" 

Artemis exchanged looks with Blair. "I grew up in a Baptist Church. Father, made sure I knew every story in the Bible. When I realized where we were, I told Artemis about the fruit," Blair answered for the Grecian.  

The Pirate rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I was never raised in 'church'. Sounds boring." 

"Can't expect a pirate to be as civilized as I." Blair snorted. 

Eletta was about to retort when the machine fired up again. Grabbing the seat, Eletta's stomach flipped. The machine whirled the team in hyperspace. Blackness spun around them, mixed with dancing white stars. Coming to a dead stop, the door opened once more. The pirate was the first to emerge. "I hate it when it does that." Firm hands pressed against her back, pushing her out of the way. 

The pirate glanced back at Blair who was pushing past her. "Please don't stand in my way." Growling, the pirate followed. Eletta glanced at the sight before her. Five doors had appeared. Each one different then the next. Words, along with emblems, were engraved on the doors. Each door was colored differently. 

Before a move was made by the seven adventures, two more machines appeared, seven adventures appeared from their interiors. Among the new arrivals were Nefertiti and her husband Pharaoh Akhenaten along with several others. "Great royal chaos is here." Hamon muttered. 

The Egyptians glared at him. "We don't accept you as one of us." 

"I don't expect you too." 

The pirate sighed. "So we have five doors, where do we go?" 

Hamon turned his back to the Royal couple. "The door in the middle is written in Egyptian. It also displays the Ank Emblem of the people. I will take that door." 

"The green door on the far left, as the insignia of my people." Artemis chirped, "I will go to that that door." 

"I don't think thats the best Idea. I think we should go to Rome." Blair stated. 

"But,"

"I've been studying your people. We should go to Rome." 

"Fine." 

The pirate crossed her arms. "If you're going then I will too." 

"If you say so." 

Eletta glanced towards Inioa, who had wondered over to a different door. The pirate started to speak when Hamon pushed past her. "While you girls stand there and debate over where to go, I'll go to Egypt." 

"Not without us." Nefertiti hissed. 

"I wouldn't dream of it." Hamon rolled his eyes at her. 

Akhenaten growled. "Talk respectful to your Pharaoh." 

Hamon turned to him and bowed. "Yes, my Lord. After you." 

 Akhenaten held his head high as he entered the door. Nefertiti followed. Hamon huffed, "Those two are going to bring Egypt to it's knees. The Egyptian entered the door. The world around him changed from a black to town with cobblestone streets. Roman soldiers were marching around town. Egyptians  were shackles on their wrists and ankles as they worked. 

Hamon growled. The sight made him sick to his stomach. The people of Egypt had been enslaved by the Roman Empire. Hamon's muscles twitched. The sounds of screams and a whip hitting against an unruly slave meet his ears. "What's wrong, Advisor." Nefertiti hissed. "I thought you like beating slaves."

"Only when I do it." Hamon stormed off in the direction of the beating. Turning down an alley, Hamon watched as a roman brutally whipped a servant girl. The Egyptian appeared behind him. The girl looked up at the muscular man who overshadow her attacker. The servant screamed louder. Hamon's eyes seemed to glow a solid blue. 

Reaching back, the guard wheeled back for another round. Hamon lifted his hand up. The ropes coiled around his wrist. "You not doing it right." Hamon grumbled. Jerking his wrist down, the handle came out of the soldiers hand. The Roman spun on his heels. He gazed into his blue eyes. Hamon had already started to run the coils through his hands. "Its no cat-of-nine-tails, but it does the job. Allow me to give you a proper lesson." 

The guard went for his sword. Hamon chuckled deep within his throat. Snapping the whip, Hamon snapped the cord against the back of his hand. The soldier cried out; gripped his sword tighter. Hamon wasted no time. The Egyptian delivered blow after blow. Blood dripped off the soldiers face from where the cord came in contact with his skin. 

Hamon laughed as the soldier ran off. The Egyptian placed the whip on a special hook he had on his belt. The girl slowly stood. "Thank you for saving me." She cooed sweetly. 

"I'm not saving you. I'm just releasing my hostilities." The girl dropped her gaze at his answer. Chuckling, Hamon went back and meet with Akhenaten and his wife, who had already wondered near the palace. Entering the palace, the trio found a Roman Solider sitting on the throne. Before entering the throne room, they hide off to the side. 

"I will command him to leave." Akhenaten stated.

"No, I will tell him leave." Hamon growled. 

"I am the Morning and the Evening Star. I am Pharaoh, what I say....." Before Akhenaten could finish, Hamon took a curved sickle off the wall and ran him through. "I may not be Egyptian, but I made my way up whether you like it or not." Nefertiti screamed from the unexpected action.  Akhenaten's body slumped to the ground. 

Guards rushed to the woman's side. Akhenaten was bleeding out on the floor. Hamon chuckled. A dark Aura began to cover him. "Release the Egyptian's or suffer a fate worse than death."

"You can't tell us what to do." 

Grabbing his whip, Hamon cracked it against the air. "I believe I am."