I've decided after much thinking to re-write SHE by H.R. Haggard. BEWARE, TYPOS AND GRAMMAR ERROS GALORE
Amahagger Tribe was located deep in the mainland of Africa. There lived Ballali and his people. Once under the spell and harsh control of "SHE" this was no longer true. Outsiders had come from a far away place and rid them of "SHE". He wasn't sure how this could be true, as "SHE" was a particularly powerful woman who had never shown a weakness. Because if he had seen it, she would of been gone and he would of taken control of his people. In truth, it wasn't control he wanted, it was freedom. If it was true that "SHE" was gone and that they were free to live how they wanted then this could only be a good thing. But what now worried Ballali was her return. The Outsiders, who had now become his friends had told him of her possible reincarnation. This arouse many worries in Ballali. The most important one being the fact he'd let the Outsiders go. Not only that, but he had personally escorted them. One solution remained in Ballali's mind. He must leave, or make it seem as though he had left.
A number of years later a chance showed itself. Another Outsider arrived on the Marshes which lay on the outskirts of their province. Ballali was at once shaken awake.
"Juta, what is it my son?" Ballali spoke.
The Amahagger were a incredibly respectful society. Son's were not of blood but a term of respect. Ballali being one of the eldest people in the Amahagger was treated with the greatest respect and was almost always addressed firstly as 'Father'.
"Sorry to awaken you Father but Ubwa and Abuu just returned from the Marshes with reports of Outsiders. What is your wish My Father? Are we to return with them for supper?"
"Ney, ready my cart. I want to speak with these men, I warn you now young Juta, your last feast on flesh will have been the last."
Ballali got to his feet, no longer young and easy to rise. But not yet old enough to give up. The opportunity he had been waiting for finally had come to pass.
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50 years later
Worlds away in the lands north of the Amahaggers province, Ballali's fears were soon to be realised. Ayesha woke with a start, as if she had been startled awake from a dream that had been tormenting her. The cave was black and cold. She stood and brought her hands to her face and starred. Still beautiful and pearly white and wrinkless, despite her 2000 years or so, on earth. She wasn't clothed and knew this would become a problem. Where was she and how did she come to be here? It would seem that no memories had been lost in her reincarnation and these hit her all at once. Ayesha strided towards the stone wall directly infront of her and using her supernatural powers held out her hands and blasted a hole the size of a fully grown elephant through the walls exposing a beam of white light.
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