PREVIEW - OH, MOTHER! (OC - TIAMAT)

Huff……hufffff………..

The heavy breath of a man is well-heard as he walks upwards against the dirt and the rocks, carefully stepping on strong and solid foundation as he treks through the rocky hills. He looked up, catching the eyes of his girl that he was closely following the whole time. 

“Dia~ Are you okay?” The girl asked, smiling despite the fatigue that she endured. Diamonta gave her a thumbs-up, assuring her of his capability. Diamonta breathed heavily, his sweat pouring out like a waterfall as the searing sun and the hot winds pummeled their bodies. 

Diamonta remembered exactly the moment that started their current trek. A while ago, Diamonta and his gf, Adrienne, both avid mountaineers, both watched National Geographic on their seat together as they celebrated their 5th anniversary together. The segment, showcasing the beauty of the Iraqi mountains, fascinated the couple who are still figuring out their next adventure together.

“Darlingggg…….how about we go to Iraq?”

“Seriously? Iraq? Isn’t that place dangerous?”

“We’ll figure a way out. I wanna climb one of those mountains~”

“Sure, honey. I’ll see it out.”

After months of painstaking efforts, from locating the safest mountain to trek, the proper guides that can lead them there, and adequate identifications along with safety protocols, the couple are now at the base of an obscure mountain within the Zagros, called Tiamat. 

He has heard lots of claims about the mythical stories regarding the mountain, which either came with mysterious miracles, blessings and tales that belong in a fairy tale. However, for them, all they could see is an opportunity to scale a fairly obscure peak and got some pictures home.

So that’s how they’re here, hiking the rocks as they’re trying to reack the peak in time. “Ho-honey…..how long before we reached the camp?” It has been an hour and half ever since they both left the base camp, and right now, there doesn’t seem to be an end.

The girl answered rather casually, noting the landmarks around them. “Maybe…..around 5 minutes?” 

He sighed in relief. Thank god. He never would have thought the mountain would be longer than they expected. Luckily his partner is blessed with more stamina than him, while he…..

He ignored the grumbling stomach as his flabs flip-flopped from within his jacket. Diamonte continued his steps across the highlands, determined to follow her gf through. As he looked around his surroundings however, he came across a weird object scattered on the path. “Hmmmm?”

Attracted by his curiosity, he kneeled down to grab the object, gaining clearer insight of it. What is this, some kind of horned figurine? It is a figurine of a woman, with her almost naked body covered by scant cloth and tattoos. Her distinct horns are noteworthy, with Its brown colorings indicating that it’s made of clay, and if he learnt anything about clay, is that the figurine should look ancient.

It is a discovery on its own, but what interested him more is the fact that the figurine looked closer to a modern plastic figurine that he collected inside his house. I felt like this looked familiar to me……

“Hey, Dia! What are you doing there?! The camp is close!” Adry shouted, snapping his focus back to her. “AH, right, right! I’m coming, honey!” He quickly put the figurine into his bag and stood up, before returning back to his journey forwards.

Unbeknownst to him however, the figurine inside the bag began to shine, as if something had been activated…..

TO BE CONTINUED...

A/N : Well, it's been a story in the making for a while. But I am getting this out soon! My first request story!