Well, I'm bored and I've come to a realization that everyone mostly reviews my Humor Fics… well, sadly, I'm tired of writing humor all the time. This is a SERIOUS fanfic, (There will be humor, but it's not mostly based off it) and it's the story of my yami Rose.

(Oh btw, I dunno if I'll continue this or not… still deciding..)

I do not own Yugioh.

Ruins Tide.

Prologue; Secret

Akunadin had kept many dark secrets from his brother the Pharaoh, but this was by far the most disrespectful, unspeakable and cruel act he'd ever committed; he was planning to take his brothers second heir away from him and Egypt's land. His plan was simple and yet elevate to start chaos and panic throughout Egypt, so much chaos he would cause just because he heard a, perhaps, false rumor. He'd heard from one of his secret sources that the Queen, Kiatu, had been born not in Egypt, but in an undiscovered village name Kul Elna. Akunadin had heard many different stories of such village, he'd heard it was a Thieves paradise and sanctuary for crime, since no one but the thieves knew where it was located. Of course he had thoroughly thought of what he would do; he'd captured many thieves and interrogated them to tell where the village was, in case the rumor had been false. After torture and near death, the thieves would still not inform him where the village was, or even claim it truly existed.

Akunadin hadn't given up yet though.

The middle aged man sighed as continuous screams were heard from the dungeons below, this was the last thief Akunadin had caught, and he was tired of failing to pry information from them. "Desist of this," he ordered the guard who tortured the prisoner in his cell. "It is not helping us to discover Kul Elna's location - "

"I told you, it doesn't exist!" The exhausted, beaten prisoner shouted in pants, still determined not to reveal Kul Elna's existence. "It was a rumor started by a Thief determined to torment the Pharaoh!"

"You lie!" Akunadin refused to believe this pathetic thief!

But still, the thief kept to his 'honest' claims. "I swear, I am not lying!" He shouted desperately.

Akunadin knew better then to trust the word of a thief, so without words he signaled the guard to continue his earlier tasks. Perhaps he hadn't yet punished the thief enough yet to make him talk with honesty. But the thief suddenly fought against the chains that held him, terrified of what torture he would endure this time.

"Wait!" He shouted, and Akunadin halted the guard, feeling satisfied with himself that he would now know what he was so desperate to. Closing his eyes, the thief stuttered. "I-it does exist, but I've never been there in my life - I c-could never find it. I-I know someone w-who travels to the market from s-somewhere, he offers the t-thieves to s-stay at K-Kul Elna." The prisoner swallowed, now desperately wishing for death.

Akunadin smirked in the dark room and walked to where he could fully see the thief, unaffected by the blood and wounds on the prisoners skin and kilt, he walked into the ceil and stood before the chained man. "Tell me more," he ordered.

The prisoner looked up and told Akunadin everything he wanted to know.

~*Meanwhile*~

"My prince! My princess!" Shouted a boy with long brown hair, blue eyes and tanned skin as he ran in the garden searching for the two heirs he was suppose to watch over. Looking behind a bush, behind a tree, everywhere, he didn't find them.

He sighed and decided they'd probably ran into the palace without his knowledge. He took a deep breath and began running toward the doors leading into the palace. "Please, if you're hiding, prince, princess, please come out! The game is over!" he was so worried, panicked and terrified that something had happened to them. What if they'd been kidnapped? His eyes widened and he ran faster, panicked beyond belief. Oh, by the Gods, please be safe when I find you both! He thought frantically.

Once he was out of sight, a little girl no older then two jumped down from one of the high garden trees branches and landed harmlessly on her bare feet before dropping to her knees. Looking up, misty blue eyes searched for her older brother, and once she spotted him she gestured where he should step and grab so he could get down safely.

The tri-colors of yellow, black and pink haired prince followed his sisters unspoken instructions and once close enough to the ground he jumped and winced at the sting that jolted to his knees. He dropped to his knees as his sister had, but for the brief pain in his legs. Concerned for his safety, the girl crawled over and sat on the backs of her knees in front of him, a worried line on her brows.

The prince laughed and gave her a reassuring smile. "Do not worry, sister, I'm all right." He told her honestly and stood to show her he did not lie. "See?" She nodded in response and smiled happily.

Atem, the prince, had five blond banes separating at the middle, two clung to one side of his cheek and one behind them titled up slightly, the banes on the opposite side of his face hung away from his cheek. His hair was star-shaped with pink tips. His eyes were wide and violet, his skin tanned. He wore gold ankh earrings, a gold necklace, gold gauntlets, waist-belt and shin-guards. A black dress-like kilt and cream colored sandals.

His sister, Isha, looked very different from him, she had short lavenderish white hair with five banes, only there was one large one in the middle, covering her forehead, and two smaller ones at either side. Two clinging to her head, the opposite two hanging away. Her eyes were large and misty blue, her skin a light tan. She wore a simple cream colored dress and no gold, since it was much too heavy for her.

Atem picked up his sister. "So now that we lost Maahad, what do you think we should do?" He asked her curiously, she shrugged in response. The reason for her silence and lack of walking was she had not been fully taught how to accomplish either yet. So she would usually crawl or be carried by someone, not that she really preferred the latter.

"Wait!" Panic rose in Atem and Isha as the voice of a familiar boy suddenly filled the air. "Atem, Isha, wait for me!" It was Seto, son of one of the Guardians. He was a few years older then both the heirs, but was close friends with them. He rarely addressed them as their respected 'prince and princess' though, at least when they weren't in public.

Atem let out a relieved breath. "Seto, you scared me!" The prince exclaimed angrily.

Isha didn't seem to had been startled, 'cause she'd been looking over his shoulder the whole time.

"Forgive me, Atem, I saw Maahad running around looking for you and I went to search for you myself." Seto said calmly. He had brown hair, icy blue eyes and tan skin, wearing a blue dress-like kilt with a gold necklace, gauntlets, waist-belt and shin-guards. "Please accept my apologies for startling you,"

"I understand," the prince said. "But please do not tell Maahad where we are - we just hid from him,"

"Why?"

Atem's brows pulled together. "Because we're tired of being constantly watched over, Maahad is very paranoid sometimes."

Isha nodded in agreement and waved at Seto, the older boy smiled at the young heir and ruffled her head carelessly. "Hello, Isha." he greeted her kindly, she giggled in response. Seto looked at Atem and nodded. "I won't tell him if you allow me to join you in whatever you're doing!" He smirked. "You aren't the only one who wants to have fun,"

Atem smiled. "Of course you can come, but there's a problem… we don't know what to do exactly,"

"Hmm…" Seto mused to himself, thinking for a few moments. Then, abruptly, an idea came to him, but it was risky. "I have an idea - it's dangerous though… perhaps a little too dangerous…um.." He hesitated. "nevermind.."

Isha had raised her head at the word 'dangerous' and pointed at Seto, desperately wanting to know what his idea was for some odd reason. But, however, both Atem and Seto were confused at her gestures toward him.

"Um…what?" Seto asked bluntly.

"What is it, sister?" Atem asked, almost expecting a solid spoken answer from the toddler. But it didn't come, she continuously gestured to Seto until they realized what she wanted.

"Oh, my idea…well, um…" A part of Seto didn't want to tell them, not knowing what trouble could happen if they went where he thought, it was far, far to dangerous. But another part of him was anxious to go, to see if the rumors he'd heard were true. In a way, if he did this, it would be good but complicated and still dangerous.. "You see, a few nights ago I heard my mother and Priest Shimon talking about hearing screams from the dungeons. Priest Ki'et came and convinced them that nothing was happening down there and not to worry. But I think there is, so… what if we went to the dungeons? It'd be exciting to see a prisoner,"

Shocked by Seto's claims, Atem stared in disbelief. "Seto, that isn't a place we should even think about going to, especially if you heard that screams were coming from there! We can't! Lets go somewhere else, the dungeon is to dangerous!"

"But Atem, I promise nothing bad will happen - we're only going to see if the rumors are true." He insisted.

"No," Atem said firmly, and Seto immediately gave up.

Isha, however, was intrigued.

Rose;…Hikari, what's wrong with you? -_- I told you no one would like/read this…!

Me; *Sniff* I'ab sick, yami, pease dun yell…

Bakura; HOW THE BLOODY HELL DID YOU GET SICK AGAIN?

Me; *Wincing* I said not to yell… and I'b been tired and coughing a lot lately…and I've been sleeping nearly all day…

Ryou; and her mom said she had a fever…

Rose; Great, looks like no staying on the computer drawing all day, huh, baka Hikari? -_-!

Me; *Falls asleep*

Ryou; Take pity and please review, it would make her so happy…