Hotaru: ha! And you people thought I was done? NEVER!! This is the
sequel! Seth, the son of Safiya, will have his own rights to the spotlight
and all...But this story is following my own genre of course, the main
character being a strong female. And as usual, I do not claim ownership to
Yu-Gi-Oh. If I did it'd be WAY different. So on to the story!!
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The howling winds whipped across the sand and through the sleeping city. The families were all away in their homes, safe for another night. Or so they thought. A group of six cloaked figures stalked through the pathways leading towards the palace. The leader hissed a smooth order to the others and they fanned out, putting ten feet between each of them. A torch burned in two rooms of the palace. Five of them went to the first room while the leader drew an arrow and fired it to the balcony of the second. The leader scaled the rope and peered through the long silk curtains into the room. A teenaged boy was sitting in front of a torch, scratching something onto a piece of papyrus with a quill. His long brown hair fell in plaits, nearly hiding his violet eyes than were watching the quill intently. A crown of gold and rubies wrapped around his head, showing his royalty. And finally a burn in the shape of the king's crest ran along the inside of his right arm, just above his wrist. The Crown prince, Seth. But as the leader of the bandits moved to pull out a sword, Seth tensed and looked at the curtains.
"I know your there, I can hear you. For a thief you're quite loud" Seth hissed. The leader walked through the curtains into the light of the flame and looked at Seth.
"Stealth is only necessary when one wishes to be unheard." She replied softly. Seth gazed at her blond tresses that curved right under her breasts. Her soft green eyes and tan skin were gorgeous. She smiled and pulled out her curving blade. "Besides, I am no thief. I have orders to kill you. I intend to follow them."
"Well don't expect me to deny a chance to fight" Seth replied as he stood and took a defensive stance. But Seth wasn't ignorant; he knew that the sword would kill him. To his surprise she didn't attack right away, she hesitated while looking at him.
"Are you a fool?! I'm going to kill you and you just stand there?! My gods!" She barked angrily. Seth blinked. This was very weird.
"If it will give me a chance to live...without Yami ruling over my life--" at the mention of the name both sets of eyes hardened in hatred. Yami had been destroying lives for as long as he had ruled. Nobody in this land hadn't been hurt by Yami. The adulterous pharaoh was hell on earth...but Seth was the people's one hope.
"I can sympathize, I really can. And as much as I'd LOVE to kill you and collect my money...I can't" she sighed deeply and sheathed her sword. As she turned to leave an idea struck her. Seth was still watching her intently, wondering what she was doing. "You're coming with me."
"I can't leave!" Seth cried.
"Oh so you have no problems with me killing you but if I want to borrow you for a while you get upset?! WHERE ARE YOUR PRIORITIES MAN!" she barked. She covered her mouth instantly and looked at the door. The shuffling of feet up the hall drove her into a panic. She grabbed his wrist and dragged him out to the balcony, threw him off, then jumped herself. This had not been a good mission. As she landed she saw Seth crouched down, his face contorted in pain, and his right arm cradling his left. Her attention left Seth however when shouting and the footsteps of many soldiers met her ears.
"They'll have your head for even TOUCHING me!" Seth hissed.
"Stop it Yami!" she snapped. Seth sat back, as if punched in the stomach, his face twisted in horror at her words.
"What did you call me?!"
"You heard me! You're just like him! I thank the gods above that I am not native to this land, it seems to bastardize the people who dwell here." She replied. Her voice held no arrogance, but only the face of truth. Her eyes were stones of strength and Seth was set into a wave of dementia at the thought she had imparted. He had become what he hated most. He had betrayed all thought of his mother, whom was nothing but a long ago dream, who had died fighting the pharaoh. True the records wouldn't record her sacrifice but those who knew would tell of her great battle.
"I am..." he muttered vacantly. His violet eyes clouded and in an instant changed from that gorgeous inquisitive purple to a dark and depressed black. To his great surprise her hand had found its way to his shoulder, her mouth in a sincere smile.
"You are, but you admit it. Now come with me. Perhaps I can fix you..."
"And if your masters come and command my death?" he asked bitterly, not meaning to sound the way he did. A lethal smirk crossed her placid lips, one that made Seth think he was right.
"Then they will disappear as many before them have. You underestimate me, my dear prince, but I must assure you darling that I am going to teach you a number of things over the course of few moons. But we must hurry, if I am caught...I'm sure to become another of your father's nightly acquaintances. I'd just as soon die." She replied. Seth stood and she took his arm, running off into the night like the gods themselves were chasing her.
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Hotaru: *crosses her arms over her chest* short, I know. But I love to tease you people. Heh, and besides that my English homework has to be typed up tonight and finalized and all that so...this is it for now but I swear on my head that by the end of this weekend there will be three chapters to this story. ATLEAST! And a few mysteries held in this world I've created will be clear soon!
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The howling winds whipped across the sand and through the sleeping city. The families were all away in their homes, safe for another night. Or so they thought. A group of six cloaked figures stalked through the pathways leading towards the palace. The leader hissed a smooth order to the others and they fanned out, putting ten feet between each of them. A torch burned in two rooms of the palace. Five of them went to the first room while the leader drew an arrow and fired it to the balcony of the second. The leader scaled the rope and peered through the long silk curtains into the room. A teenaged boy was sitting in front of a torch, scratching something onto a piece of papyrus with a quill. His long brown hair fell in plaits, nearly hiding his violet eyes than were watching the quill intently. A crown of gold and rubies wrapped around his head, showing his royalty. And finally a burn in the shape of the king's crest ran along the inside of his right arm, just above his wrist. The Crown prince, Seth. But as the leader of the bandits moved to pull out a sword, Seth tensed and looked at the curtains.
"I know your there, I can hear you. For a thief you're quite loud" Seth hissed. The leader walked through the curtains into the light of the flame and looked at Seth.
"Stealth is only necessary when one wishes to be unheard." She replied softly. Seth gazed at her blond tresses that curved right under her breasts. Her soft green eyes and tan skin were gorgeous. She smiled and pulled out her curving blade. "Besides, I am no thief. I have orders to kill you. I intend to follow them."
"Well don't expect me to deny a chance to fight" Seth replied as he stood and took a defensive stance. But Seth wasn't ignorant; he knew that the sword would kill him. To his surprise she didn't attack right away, she hesitated while looking at him.
"Are you a fool?! I'm going to kill you and you just stand there?! My gods!" She barked angrily. Seth blinked. This was very weird.
"If it will give me a chance to live...without Yami ruling over my life--" at the mention of the name both sets of eyes hardened in hatred. Yami had been destroying lives for as long as he had ruled. Nobody in this land hadn't been hurt by Yami. The adulterous pharaoh was hell on earth...but Seth was the people's one hope.
"I can sympathize, I really can. And as much as I'd LOVE to kill you and collect my money...I can't" she sighed deeply and sheathed her sword. As she turned to leave an idea struck her. Seth was still watching her intently, wondering what she was doing. "You're coming with me."
"I can't leave!" Seth cried.
"Oh so you have no problems with me killing you but if I want to borrow you for a while you get upset?! WHERE ARE YOUR PRIORITIES MAN!" she barked. She covered her mouth instantly and looked at the door. The shuffling of feet up the hall drove her into a panic. She grabbed his wrist and dragged him out to the balcony, threw him off, then jumped herself. This had not been a good mission. As she landed she saw Seth crouched down, his face contorted in pain, and his right arm cradling his left. Her attention left Seth however when shouting and the footsteps of many soldiers met her ears.
"They'll have your head for even TOUCHING me!" Seth hissed.
"Stop it Yami!" she snapped. Seth sat back, as if punched in the stomach, his face twisted in horror at her words.
"What did you call me?!"
"You heard me! You're just like him! I thank the gods above that I am not native to this land, it seems to bastardize the people who dwell here." She replied. Her voice held no arrogance, but only the face of truth. Her eyes were stones of strength and Seth was set into a wave of dementia at the thought she had imparted. He had become what he hated most. He had betrayed all thought of his mother, whom was nothing but a long ago dream, who had died fighting the pharaoh. True the records wouldn't record her sacrifice but those who knew would tell of her great battle.
"I am..." he muttered vacantly. His violet eyes clouded and in an instant changed from that gorgeous inquisitive purple to a dark and depressed black. To his great surprise her hand had found its way to his shoulder, her mouth in a sincere smile.
"You are, but you admit it. Now come with me. Perhaps I can fix you..."
"And if your masters come and command my death?" he asked bitterly, not meaning to sound the way he did. A lethal smirk crossed her placid lips, one that made Seth think he was right.
"Then they will disappear as many before them have. You underestimate me, my dear prince, but I must assure you darling that I am going to teach you a number of things over the course of few moons. But we must hurry, if I am caught...I'm sure to become another of your father's nightly acquaintances. I'd just as soon die." She replied. Seth stood and she took his arm, running off into the night like the gods themselves were chasing her.
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Hotaru: *crosses her arms over her chest* short, I know. But I love to tease you people. Heh, and besides that my English homework has to be typed up tonight and finalized and all that so...this is it for now but I swear on my head that by the end of this weekend there will be three chapters to this story. ATLEAST! And a few mysteries held in this world I've created will be clear soon!