Yello! Lol.! Yes it is I! And I gotta do this quick, cuz I snuck out of my dance class to come here to the computer room so I could update this! So I will quickly introduce the story and the run like Flash! Ok here is the first chapter it's a small flashback so you can understand the story. I just had to publish it , ideas are flowing and I just had to write it down! Ok enough babbling , please enjoy the grand opening of Past becomes Present!

Enjoy!

~Past Becomes Present~

Years back, 5000 to be precise, there lived a kingdom, a peaceful, quite kingdom, one ruled by a powerful and wise king. He fought for his people, listened to them, cared for them. A better ruler there cannot be. His name was Pharaoh Aknumkanon, King of Egypt, ruler of Light.

His citizens honored him, worshiped even, due to his kind manner and strong will. But as we all know there is always a black sheep in the family, and who else could it be then his very own blood. His brother, Priest Ahriman . The hatred and envy in his eyes was visible, even to the naked eye, as he observed his older sibling.

Ahriman couldn't stand the fact that his weak brother could take such a place as being Pharaoh of all Egypt. He knew that it should have been him who rightfully deserves to sit on that throne, wear that crown and be at that balcony, staring down at the thousands of Egyptians screaming his name and worshiping him like he was a god.

Shadows plagued his heart, hatred ruled his soul, evil spread through his veins like liquid fire. Ahriman had become the King of Darkness. No one, not even the powerful Zork Necrophades could stop him. Being taught the Dark Arts of magic, Ahriman was a powerful as Ra himself.

Several months of torture came to him, as he watched his brother have everything he ever wanted. He was the Pharaoh, when all he was was a miserable Priest. One day he came face to face with a beautiful woman, her hair was the color of ravens while her eyes seemed to be carved out of the richest emerald, skin of a flawless tan. His dark heart had fallen for her and it seemed that she in return felt the same.

Nefertiri was her name, as she and the dark Priest consumed there love in the fires of passion. The morning after there passionate night, his found himself lying alone on the silk covers; she had fled during the night.

He searched for her but to no avail. Days turned into weeks and still no sign of his beloved woman. One faithful afternoon he headed towards the palace, a meeting was being held, the wise Pharaoh Aknunkanon had finally chosen a bride.

What would his surprise be to find out that his bride to be was none other than his forgotten Nefertiri! Hate of another level boiled him to his core, darkness spread all over his heart, his soul, his very being.

His abandoned the palace, Aknunkanon had stolen everything from him, he couldn't, wouldn't, take anymore of this. The black horse road throughout the streets of Egypt, endless nights he traveled until he reached his destination. The village of Kul Elna. Here, he would find a child, discipline him (or her) in the Dark Arts and take his revenge on his despicable brother.

The beginnings of evil spread through the small village. Screams of pain and hurt were heard every night, be there of a child , a woman or a man, no matter who it was it would always end up in the same way. Dead.

Ahriman became more than just a Priest, he became a magician, a master of the Shadow Games, a ruler of Darkness, the human form of evil.

A war took fall on Egypt and Aknumkanon was at his limit. In the middle of the market he stood, Priests and magicians at his side, the evil conquering the kingdom was out of control. The figure of a man developed in the shadows, a gleaming spark emitting from his chest.

A gasp of astonishment escaped the lips of the ruler of Egypt, for the figure in front him belonged to his sibling, his blood, his very own brother. There gazes clashed as they saw one another, the Millennium Item of the Great King glowed in the dark fog at the presence of the evil being in front of him.

Seven artifacts known as the Millennium Items were created. Each one had a respectful, chosen owner that the Item itself was bestowed upon. The Millennium Puzzle, Eye, Necklace, Scale, Ring, Rod and Key were brought upon seven specific people, the Puzzle being held by the mighty Pharaoh. But that's what surprised him the most. His brother held a Millennium artifact as well! How? The explanation was unknown to him. It looked like an exact replica of the Millennium Puzzle, an upside down golden pyramid with the eye of Horus in the center, but that's just it. In the center of the eye of Ahrimans puzzle was a black gemstone, a big one. It seemed to project small crimson colored flames in the center (a/n1), as if the stone held life itself.

Before long, both siblings were engaged in the most horrifying battle of all times. Monsters and forbidden spells were revealed in such little time.

From the balcony of the palace stood a raven-haired woman, her emerald eyes were filled with fear and horror as she watched her husband scream and fight with the man before him. Leaving the balcony, she left the room, determined to fight along side her husband. The cry of a small child made her stop in her tracks. The eyes of her son made her stop dead in her tracks. The toddler, representing the body of a small boy (a/n2), ran to his mother, arms wide, tears streaming down his face.

Holding her little son in her arms, the Queen whispered what seemed to be words of calmness and also the beginnings of a goodbye, one that would be the last one. Kiss to the forehead and another tight hug to the child, Nefertiri gave the boy to a maid near by and told her to get him to safety. She once again regained her pace only to hear the sobs of her son tormenting her heart.

Egypt seemed to be another part of Hell. Flames were everywhere, houses destroyed, corpses all over the street. A horrible sight. Emerald eyes searched for the figures of two men, locating them she ran off towards them, not listening to the warnings the village people sent her. Black and white power clashed in a furious ball of energy, both wanting victory. King and Priest fought to there last breath, they were completely oblivious to the screaming voice of a young woman coming there way.

Ahriman saw the raven haired Queen, his eyes changed from hate to love, only to return to hate, seeing that his love only cared for his brother. Aknumkanon was shooing her away, wanting her to get to safety, to return to there son.

The talk of a son struck curiosity in the Dark King. Had his brother and beloved procreated a son in his time of absence? The mere thought made his anger not only be directed at his brother but at Nefertiri also.

Energy up to its strongest, he was about to do what he had wanted to do since he arrived at the palace. Destroy his brother. All those years of being ignored, all those years of being in second place, it was now coming to an end.

The ball of dark energy was centimeters away from hitting its target, but in a flash a body was replaced with his brothers.

The ball of energy had hit Nefertiri.

The attack was so strong that it could kill a human being. And that's exactly what it had done. The once living and cheerful Queen was now pale and lifeless. Aknumkanon approached the dead body of his once living wife. Pain formed in his eyes as he felt his heart ripped into a million pieces. His gaze shifted from his Queen to his brother. Anger flashed through his eyes like lightning.

He raised himself from the ground, gently settling his beloved body on the cold sand, his sharp eyes stared his brother down. Hand now on the Millennium Puzzle he began to chant a forbidden spell, a spell which allowed him to use the energy of the Gods as he own.

Light surrounded him as a big ball light formed in his hands, aiming directly at Ahriman. There was no escape, no where to run, this was the end. The ball of energy hit the body of the Shadow Ruler as it slowly consumed him. Screams of agony and pain roared throughout Egypt. Ahriman was destroyed.

The artifact he once wore glowed before disappearing into thin air.

Sadness replaced the anger of the great Pharaoh as he took the body of he dear wife anf cradled it lovingly in his arms. Her petite from began emitting light, it glowed and suddenly small crystal dust replaced the dead but beautiful body.

Pharaoh Aknumkanon had suffered a great big deal that day. The most precious thing that had happened to him , was now forever gone, and his malevolent brother was now where he belonged, in the Shadow Realm (a/n 3).

Sounds of cooing came from behind him as the Pharaoh spread his arms wide to invite his small son in. He was the reason he would continue with his life, his son was the world to him.

Aknumkanon was relieved and happy to have defeated the his brother, though he wished that there was some other way to have destroyed the evil inside his heart, but there was no turning back now, what's done is done, and the past stays in the past.( a/n Not in this story it doesn't)

Yet he still feared that one day it would all repeat itself again, who would fight for Egypt? His eyes stared at the sleeping child in his arms. A smile crept up his face as he could picture his son rising triumphantly at his mission of defeating evil.

Time passed, and the wise King Aknumkanon and his young son spent the rest of there lives together in solitude.

Unbeknownst of them, the Gods had created a prophecy, one that would reveal the secrets of the next rightful king, one that would transform the lives once again of the people, evil will once again lurk in the shadows.

The prophecy stated this:

Darkness shall rise

Light take fall

Secrets of the Great King

Take flight in truth

His heart will darken

His soul shall perish

Guardians of Light forever serve him eternally

The souls of the Chosen Ones shall awaken

One will save the Dark King

While her heart is becomes his

Darkness and Light shall clash once again

The victor shall forever rule the Light and Dark.

Darkness and Light. Good and Evil. Two sides. One deadly battle.

Who shall be victorious?

And done! Wow! Sorry if it isn't that long , but its just the beginning so its supposed to be short.

a/n 1= a hint for future chapters, the color of the flames. ;)

a/n2= I think everybody knows who it is, good because he is going to be VERY important later on.

a/n 3= it wasn't a good idea sending him there, why? Its for me to know and you to find out.

Oh and the prophecy is made up by me, took me awhile but I did it!

Ok now I gotta go cuz I think someones coming!

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