A CEO Scorned.
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Sequel to 'A Charter Mage Scorned'. Kaiba gets back to the year 2007, and immediatly turns his attention away from magic, and back to his work, not quite realising just how great his responsibilities as the Abhorsen are. Add this to the arrival 'washed-up-on-the-porch' talking cat and stalking from Pegasus, Kaiba's well, swamped, basically, and this massive destined love he's supposed to fall into doesn't help either.
Disclaimer: YES!!! I am Kazuki Takahashi (Yu-Gi-Oh), Garth Nix (Old Kingdom Trilogy), all the members of Evanescence AND Constance M. Burge (Charmed). The cat Nina is a combination of Mogget (of the Old Kingdom Trilogy) and Salem from 'Sabrina the Teenage Witch', which I also own and I will sue you if you ever use any of them ever again. Regrettably, I do own Nina, Elizaveta (you'll find out in chappie 3), and Roberts the butler (guess who... Seto's butler). I OWN EVERYTHING I TELL YOU!!! EVERYTHING!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHA...
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Prologue
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"UP!!! GET UP!!!"
Why? What has happened?
"PESESHET GET UP!!!"
"Ah!" I almost shrieked, untangling myself from my bedsheets. I looked up with eyes graced with sleep and smudged eyeliner. I met a very sharp yet worried glare.
Something was wrong. But I did not know that it was so wrong that it would change my life forever.
How can you see into my eyes, like open doors?
Leading you down into my core,
Where I've become so numb...
I blinked a few times. High Priestess Isis? What is she doing up at this time? Her eyeliner too was smudged, but it looked like she had been crying, not sleeping. She was also wearing no jewellry, as if she had dressed herself as quickly as possible and her headdress and armbands were missing. Only the Millenium Tauk was precious enough to be grabbed in the little time she appeared to have had.
Without a soul,
My soul is sleeping somewhere cold,
"What is it?" I groaned, trying to sound as awake as I could.
"Get dressed and come down to the stables, NOW!!!" she bellowed.
Until you find it there,
And lead it back home.
"What is wrong?"
"NOW!!!"
Wake me up...
Wake me up inside
I can't wake up...
Wake me up inside
Save me...
Call my name and save me from the dark.
She hurried away down the dimly lit corridor, leaving me to pull on my dress and shoes. I practically sprinted down the many halls and flights of stairs until I reached the stables, where Isis was mounted on her horse and was holding Rê-Neferu for me. I vaulted on and took the reins, surprised at how quickly she moved off. I followed her, urging poor Rê-Neferu on with my heels. I looked over at my friend, who appeared troubled. My suspicions were confirmed my a lone tear that ran down her face and was whipped out of my sight by the oncoming wind.
Wake me up...
Bid my blood to run
I can't wake up...
Before I come undone
Save me...
Save me from the nothing I've become
I didn't know what was happening. Why would I be needed at such short notice? I was a physician, a swnw, why should I be needed? What was business of Isis' was highly unlikely to be any business of mine. Little did I know...
"Isis!!! What is happening?"
"It is Mahado..." she said, "He... He went to fight Bakura by himself!!!"
Now you know what I'm without
You just can't leave me
Breathe into me and make me real
Bring me to life...
"What???!!!" I gasped, my one hand flew off the rein and went to the little teardrop necklace around my neck. The charm my darling Mahado gave me. When he asked me to be his wife. Good, kind, sweet Mahado, with a nature more courteous than those of the gods themselves. I care not what sin this may place on me, for it is the truth and they should do well to remember it.
Bring me to life
I've been living a lie, there's nothing left inside...
I saw two more riders on their horses heading toward us noticing on closer inspection that they were High Priest Seth and Priest Karim. I noticed that they too must have gotten up in a hurry. Karim was the only one who was vaguely properly dressed, I should have thought it was because his attire was the simplest. They saw us coming and turned around, apparently giving us a lead. We followed them.
Bring me to life
I did not understand. Seth had the power to heal. So I was pretty sure that I had not been woken up for my medical expertise. No. It would be worse than that. Something was very wrong. I began to shiver. Never had I felt so alone.
Frozen inside without your touch,
Without your love, darling,
Only you are the life among the dead
We finally came to our destination - the tomb of the former Pharaoh - may his spirit rest in peace forever. I don't like tombs, or rather I always imagined that I never would. However this was an exception. We dismounted and ran inside.
I shivered even more as the coldness of the tomb hit me. The eerie silence was shattered by echoing sobs. We took a few steps further into the next chamber. Isis, Seth and Karim stopped dead. Isis' hand flew to her mouth as she too began to cry. Seth's brow was creased and his lower lip was trembling ever so slightly. I saw a lone tear run down his cheek. Karim looked much the same. Whereas they had all stopped. My feet carried me forward. The crumpled form of a girl was on the ground in front of a large Ka-tablet. Tears were pouring out of her eyes like no tomorrow.
Quite rightly so.
Because there was no tomorrow.
Not anymore.
An unbearable pain wrenched at my heart and my knees buckled under my weight. No... Oh good Rê please no... No!
No!
No!
Please!!! Oh Rê please!!! You cannot do this to him please!!!! I love him so much!!! Everything was so perfect!!!
I crawled up against the stone, feeling the surge of warmth that came from inside it. I tried to push myself closer to it, but my legs would simply not work. Don't leave me, Mahado, please come back... I never meant any of those things I used to say to you when we were younger... I... I... I... I just did not want to seem like I was weak in front of you... But now...
I will come after you, Mahado...
All this time I can't believe I couldn't see
Kept in the dark but you were there in front of me...
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I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems,
Got to open my eyes to everything
"Où suis-je
Without a thought
Without a voice
Without a soul
Qu'est-ce que c'est...?
Je... Je me... Je me sens ... comme je me... réveillais juste... Qu'est-ce que c'est...? Un voix..."
Don't let me die here
There must be something more
"Docteur!!! Je pense que l'équipement est en panne!!! Qu'est-ce qu'on fait?"
Men and women in whitecoats with clipboards dropped their pens in a mad dash to room seven. The nurse was glaring at the brain monitoring equipment as if it had just murdered someone.
"Elle... Elle se réveille... Mais c'est impossible!"
One doctor's eyes widened as the monitor sprang into life.
"Fermez les bouches et cherchez le défibrillateur!!! Vite!!!"
"Oui docteur..."
"Ses ondes cérébralles viennent plus vites!!!"
"Chargez vers l'haut!!!"
Bring me to life.
The doctor wiped his brow with the back of his sleeve, and the entire team looked on as one of her fingers moved.
"Bienvenue en arrière, Péséraelle."
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WildEm: Okay, here's the French translation:
- Doctor, I think the equipment's broken, what do we do?
- She... She's waking up... but that's impossible!
- All of you shut up and find the defibrillator! Quick!
- Yes doctor.
- Her brain waves are getting faster...
- Charge to maximum!!!
- Welcome back, Péséraelle.
If there's any mistake, please please tell me because I just can't stand them, and I reckon there are some, so please, help me!!!
Just a brief overview - If you guys didn't get the bit where it changes to modern day, it's where the pound signs are. I'm gonna let you guess what happened to Peseshet. But basically, she's been taken forward in time. Her reincarnation, French Péséraelle, has been in Persistant Vegetative State for five months and was left like that after a giant car accident. Peseshet wakes up as Péséraelle with only half a real memory and only Ancient Egyptian as a language. I'll explain the rest in later chappies lol!
Seto: WildEm was already brainstormed a fic about Peseshet's and Mahado's background, it's called 'A Call to Arms', read it now!!!
WildEm: Who gave you permission to speak?
Seto: Just to fill you in on what that might include and hence understand this pathetic excuse for a prologue, basically, Peseshet and Mahado grew up together - she's a year younger than him - and they were rivals in just about everything. So they disliked each other. Blah blah blah.
WildEm: Okay, that's it I'm getting a new bishie...