Hey! I've had this idea for a while now and I've finally got it down! Yay~! Also I'm moving to Germany so this was kind of rushed, sorry if there's any spelling mistakes. This takes place in AU Ancient Egypt.

Ancient Egypt, a place of Magic, mystery and beauty and this my friends, is where my story is set. I should probably introduce myself, my name is Mahad, Priest of the millennium ring and captain of the Pharaoh's guards. I am apart of the Pharaoh's guardians who also weild millennium items. There are six guardians including myself I suppose I should introduce them too. High Priest Seto, weilder of the millennium rod, desired by many woman due to his looks, intelligent and powerful. Priest Shada, weilder of the millennium key, determined and serious. Priest Karim, weilder of the millennium scales, dedicated and loyal. High Priestess Isis, weilder of the millennium necklace, feminine and beautiful as well as intelligent and empathetic, Seto suspects she has feelings for me. Priest Aknadin, one of the oldest members of the court. There is also the Pharaoh himself Atem, we have known eachother since childhood and are close friends along with my apprentice Mana. Mana and I are both spellcasters. Now that introductions are over with, we can begin.

I was riding back from battle with the remaining troops, we were all fatigued so I decided we would stop at a town called Del Hure that fortunately was on the route back to the Palace. We were welcomed as per usual and the troops were cared for, so I decided to take a look around the town. It was quite a nice place with a warm atmosphere, different sounds and smells filled the air of the market place, then I noticed something unusal. I noticed that a lot of wealthy men were pilling into a tent for something. The said tent was rather large so I decided to investigate.

Inside the tent was a showroom, it dawned on me I just walked into an auction! I had some money on me so I decided to take a look around a bit more. There was the usual cattle there, you know, chickens, cows and the like, there was also many strange and exotic creatures along with different items made out of gold or silver. I looked around for a few minutes and there was nothing I wanted, I was about to make my way out when suddenly I froze. My heart sped up and my nose nearly bled at what I saw.

In the corner, were some slave girls. Not just any slave girls, pleasure slave girls. How could I tell? They were tied up and naked. I walked a little bit closer until I was standing infront of all of them. I took a look at some of them when I stopped dead in my tracks. At the end of the row, the girl on the end of the row was a beauty. My fists clenched then, a man was standing in front of her, he looked relatively old and from where his hand as, I gather he was touching her sex. I walked up behind him an examined her, ignoring the man. Eventually he walked away and I kneeled down to examine her closer. She shut her legs modestly. She truelly was a beauty, her skin was tanned like mine so I knew she was native, her hair was silvery-white meaning it must've been dyed at some point. My heart stopped, our eyes connected. Her teal-green eyes were captivating, they did nothing to mask her pain, her fear. I finally spoke when I asked her "What is your name?" she hesitated before answering me.

"My name is Nemesis," her voice... it was like that of a goddess, calm and innocent.

"How old are you Nemesis?" I asked her, she looked younger than me.

"18, sir," She answered simply, her voice showed her fear too, her fear of me. I knew straight away I didn't like it when she had that look of fear in her eye. Such a pretty young thing shouldn't be a slave. She didn't deserve it. The people running the auction then announced that it was about to start. It pained me to walk away from her, knowing these men's intetions for her if they bought her. It was then I knew, I had to have her.

I took a seat in one of the middle rows next to the more wealther of people, being a guardian of the Pharaoh had its perks. But that wasn't to say I was any less discusted, for I knew it was the wealther men who usually bought the slave girls and it was a wealthy man who put the look of fear into Nemesis' eyes. One by one the items were bought up and I waited patiently, when the man next to me started to talk to me "So what are you here for?" he asked me.

"Oh, my men and I have just come from battle, we are resting here," I replied

"Then why are you at an auction?"

"I thought I would buy the Pharaoh a present and maybe treat myself, how about you?" I asked politely.

"Me? Its my son's birthday soon and I need to get him a birthday present," he answered "I liked the look of that Hyacinth Macaw, but some of the slave girls are tempting,"

"They certainly are beautiful," I said in response. We didn't speak after that. About an hour later, the slave girls started to be auctioned off. I wished I could buy every single one of them, they all looked terrified, but alas I couldn't. What the slave master did to them made me feel sick. They were forced to dance. But let me tell you my friend these dances were explicit and looked humiliating. Perverted men around me cheered and whistled at the slave girls dances. I stayed in my seat the entire time, poker faced. That was until Nemesis was brought on. Her hands were tied behind her back so she couldn't cover up her breasts or sex. She looked like she was going to cry and to be honest I wouldn't of blamed her if she did. Many man wolf-whistled at her, I stayed poker faced, though I was finding it harder and harder not to use the power of my millennium ring to banish those men to the shadow realm.

"Next we have lot 316, a beautiful slave girl of Egyptian origin, she has been in many harems and is an expert in many area's of the bedroom, as you can see she is in excellent condition and has had no health problems in the past," The auctioneer said "Before we start the bidding, we shall demonstrate lot 316," I could tell that wasn't good. A chair was brought on stage and she was made to sit down on it. Her legs were spread apart and tied to the legs of the chair, leaving her sex exposed and open. She looked terrified when the slave master walked over with his riding crop. I felt worried for the girl. The slave master turned the crop around so that he was holding the end of it and suddenly a scream of pain rang throughout the tent. The slave master had shoved the handle inside of her, the men cheered, I had to look away. Blood dripped out of her and she remained on the chair sobbing, tears flowing like rivers out of her eyes and he slave master walked away. Leaving her on the chair, with a riding crop sticking out of her sex, crying tears of pain and humiliation. Then the biding started.

"Lets start the bidding at 50,"

Over a few minutes later, the bidding had esculated into thousands. The girl was still in the same position she was when the bidding started. I felt sorry for her, but I was still poker faced. The bidding rose to 2,000 gold. Then 2,050. It was then I looked to see who was in a bidding war. My eyes narrowed, it was the man from earlier who was touching her. He'd just bid 2,500 and was siring when nobody else made an offer. It was now or never.

"Going one, going tw-"

"3,000!" I called out.

"3,500!" The man responded. Then, purely on impulse I yelled out.

"I'll double it! 7,000!" The crowd gasped, I stood up. "And if you bid again, I'll keep doubling your offering, that girl is coming with me," I snapped at the man. He sat down scowling and the hammer went down.

"Sold! To the man with the gold ring!"