Hello! This is my first fic I've been working on for a while. Please give
any insight, help, "man that was awesome!" type reviews. Please limit
flames. Thanx. Now presenting. the fanfic!! By the way I do not own YGO but
it's on my wish list! I only own the mysterious girl and her name.
I turned another corner as fast as I could in the old egyptian tomb. Out of the corner of my eye I could see light, knowing they were closing in on me. My golden hair flustered over my eyes as I sped up, every pinpoint in my body desperately screaming in vain. Voices rang through the hallway, I didn't have much time. The light of the doorway burned my weak eyes, but I had found an escape. Thank Ra, an escape.
Yugi and Yami sat bored in the Kame Game store. "I guess we have to wait until Marik makes his next move," Yugi sighed. "Yes, Yugi, it seems so," the pharaoh replied. "Until he makes a move, we are stuck here." Suddenly Yami cried out in pain, and gripping his head, fell to the floor. "Yami!" Yugi screamed, rousing his friend. "There's," Yami stammered, "There's a new millennium item, and it's headed our way!"
The bus jumped again as it wandered down the winding road. The girl was sitting, doddling with her golden spikes of hair. She had obviously been in tears, her face streaming with them. Reading her luggage tag, it read "Seshumi Ishtar, Egypt." I wonder what brought her all the way from Egypt? Anyway, I figured I'd be nice. The bus slowly stopped and she rose. This was my chance. I held open the door and greeted her by saying, "Welcome to Domino City."
"Are you sure, Yami?" Yugi asked, quite worried. "Yes", he replied, "The person I sense may not possess the millennium item, but they are truly destined to hold one." Suddenly Tristan walked through the door. "Hey guys, look at the girl I met at the city bus station! She's cute!" A girl slowly walked in behind him, head down. A suitcase followed behind her. She seemed tall for her age, about 13 or 14. Long blonde hair, spiked at the top, (AN; cross Bokura and Marik's bangs, then about hip long gold hair.) covered her eyes. "Um, hi," she muttered, still eyeing the floor. "Hi!" Yugi said, excited. "Are you new?" "Um, yeah," she replied. "Where are you from?" Yami asked, curious. 'I've seen her before, I know it. Even though she's covering her face, I know. I know I've seen her. But from where?' Yami thought, still eyeing the mysterious girl. "She's from Egypt!" Tristan said. "Excuse me," the girl said, "I should really find where I am staying. It has been wonderful to meet you all, yet I must be going. Oh, and my name's Seshumi. Seshumi Ishtar." The girl turned around, and slowly walked out the door. "I hope we meet again soon," she smiled, and gave a thumbs up before leaving. After waiting a few seconds, Yami whispered to Yugi, "It's her!"
"What do you mean, Yami?" Yugi asked. "I mean that she's the one I sensed earlier. She's the one destined to the millennium item," Yami answered. "Wait a second," Tristan thought (AN: for once!), "Isn't Ishtar Marik's last name? And she's from Egypt." "Are you saying that she could be on Marik's side?" Yugi asked. "No," Yami said, "She didn't feel evil. All I could sense was pure." "But still," Tristan said, "Maybe we should keep an eye on her." "Quite right," Yami agreed. Then Yugi got a slightly evil smirk on his face. He knew what this was about. "Tristan," he snickered, "You just want to go out with her, don't you?" Tristan instantly turned red. "I-um-well. Heh," he stammered, still quite red. "I knew it!" Yugi yelled in triumph. "Well, at any rate, we should try to help her in whatever she needs," Yami said, "She is from Egypt after all."
Seshumi compared the address on her slip of paper to the identical one on the mailbox. 'This must be the place,' she thought, 'I can't wait to meet my older brother, Marik.' She rang the doorbell once, then stepped back, trying as best as she could to keep a smile on her face. She had faced so much in Egypt. she didn't want to think about it. Hopefully Marik could heal the mental wounds inflicted upon her at such a young age. Again, she didn't want to think about it. The door suddenly swung open. A boy of about seventeen stood behind the door. His tan skin complimented his light hair, and his violet eyes. He smiled sweetly at her, then said, " You're Seshumi, aren't you? I'm Marik. Come on in."
Seshumi slowly walked in, suitcase trailing behind. She looked around. The house seemed nice enough. Better than where she used to live. Unknowing to her, Marik smirked evilly as he slowly closed the front door.
"So," Marik whispered, "You thought Egypt was hell?" Seshumi turned around. Tears started to swell in her eyes, but she managed to hold them back, and nodded silently. She remembered the beatings, the starvation, being locked in a room alone.it was hell alright. Marik smiled in understanding. "I know exactly what you mean. The bastards did the same thing to me. Look." He pulled down the collar of his shirt, showing intricate tattoos marked on his skin. "Did they get you?" Seshumi looked down, and shook her head. They hadn't gotten her in that way, but they had tried. She barely escaped with her life. "No? Well did they give you anything? Possibly something that looks like this," he held out his hand. In it was a piece of paper with a certain scripture on it. The scripture of a millennium item. Seshumi looked at it carefully. She had seen the symbol before, but where? She knew she hadn't seen it in Egypt; it was a fresh memory. Which meant. "I personally don't own something with that scripture on it, but I met someone today who does." Marik smirked. "Good.tell me ALL about them."
Yugi sat impatiently on the phone. Finally someone picked up. "Hello, Isis? We have a situation. There's a new millennium item, and it's here. We think it's possible the owner is related to Marik.to you. Do you know a Seshumi Ishtar?" Isis listened in shock. Is it possible that Seshumi would still be alive? She knew the torture she had endured, even as a young child. Had she escaped? If she had, she would have gone to one person. Marik. She knew Marik only as the sweet and loving boy he used to be, not the monster he had become. If he got a hold of her, Seshumi probably wouldn't be able to take it anymore. Marik was Seshumi's foundation, the only thing that kept her going. If she found out about Marik. "Yugi, I need to ask you a favor." Her normally strong voice quivered. "Find Seshumi quickly, and take her to where you are. I'll be there soon." Yugi heard the blip blip blip and hung up. "Yami, we've got some work to do."
I turned another corner as fast as I could in the old egyptian tomb. Out of the corner of my eye I could see light, knowing they were closing in on me. My golden hair flustered over my eyes as I sped up, every pinpoint in my body desperately screaming in vain. Voices rang through the hallway, I didn't have much time. The light of the doorway burned my weak eyes, but I had found an escape. Thank Ra, an escape.
Yugi and Yami sat bored in the Kame Game store. "I guess we have to wait until Marik makes his next move," Yugi sighed. "Yes, Yugi, it seems so," the pharaoh replied. "Until he makes a move, we are stuck here." Suddenly Yami cried out in pain, and gripping his head, fell to the floor. "Yami!" Yugi screamed, rousing his friend. "There's," Yami stammered, "There's a new millennium item, and it's headed our way!"
The bus jumped again as it wandered down the winding road. The girl was sitting, doddling with her golden spikes of hair. She had obviously been in tears, her face streaming with them. Reading her luggage tag, it read "Seshumi Ishtar, Egypt." I wonder what brought her all the way from Egypt? Anyway, I figured I'd be nice. The bus slowly stopped and she rose. This was my chance. I held open the door and greeted her by saying, "Welcome to Domino City."
"Are you sure, Yami?" Yugi asked, quite worried. "Yes", he replied, "The person I sense may not possess the millennium item, but they are truly destined to hold one." Suddenly Tristan walked through the door. "Hey guys, look at the girl I met at the city bus station! She's cute!" A girl slowly walked in behind him, head down. A suitcase followed behind her. She seemed tall for her age, about 13 or 14. Long blonde hair, spiked at the top, (AN; cross Bokura and Marik's bangs, then about hip long gold hair.) covered her eyes. "Um, hi," she muttered, still eyeing the floor. "Hi!" Yugi said, excited. "Are you new?" "Um, yeah," she replied. "Where are you from?" Yami asked, curious. 'I've seen her before, I know it. Even though she's covering her face, I know. I know I've seen her. But from where?' Yami thought, still eyeing the mysterious girl. "She's from Egypt!" Tristan said. "Excuse me," the girl said, "I should really find where I am staying. It has been wonderful to meet you all, yet I must be going. Oh, and my name's Seshumi. Seshumi Ishtar." The girl turned around, and slowly walked out the door. "I hope we meet again soon," she smiled, and gave a thumbs up before leaving. After waiting a few seconds, Yami whispered to Yugi, "It's her!"
"What do you mean, Yami?" Yugi asked. "I mean that she's the one I sensed earlier. She's the one destined to the millennium item," Yami answered. "Wait a second," Tristan thought (AN: for once!), "Isn't Ishtar Marik's last name? And she's from Egypt." "Are you saying that she could be on Marik's side?" Yugi asked. "No," Yami said, "She didn't feel evil. All I could sense was pure." "But still," Tristan said, "Maybe we should keep an eye on her." "Quite right," Yami agreed. Then Yugi got a slightly evil smirk on his face. He knew what this was about. "Tristan," he snickered, "You just want to go out with her, don't you?" Tristan instantly turned red. "I-um-well. Heh," he stammered, still quite red. "I knew it!" Yugi yelled in triumph. "Well, at any rate, we should try to help her in whatever she needs," Yami said, "She is from Egypt after all."
Seshumi compared the address on her slip of paper to the identical one on the mailbox. 'This must be the place,' she thought, 'I can't wait to meet my older brother, Marik.' She rang the doorbell once, then stepped back, trying as best as she could to keep a smile on her face. She had faced so much in Egypt. she didn't want to think about it. Hopefully Marik could heal the mental wounds inflicted upon her at such a young age. Again, she didn't want to think about it. The door suddenly swung open. A boy of about seventeen stood behind the door. His tan skin complimented his light hair, and his violet eyes. He smiled sweetly at her, then said, " You're Seshumi, aren't you? I'm Marik. Come on in."
Seshumi slowly walked in, suitcase trailing behind. She looked around. The house seemed nice enough. Better than where she used to live. Unknowing to her, Marik smirked evilly as he slowly closed the front door.
"So," Marik whispered, "You thought Egypt was hell?" Seshumi turned around. Tears started to swell in her eyes, but she managed to hold them back, and nodded silently. She remembered the beatings, the starvation, being locked in a room alone.it was hell alright. Marik smiled in understanding. "I know exactly what you mean. The bastards did the same thing to me. Look." He pulled down the collar of his shirt, showing intricate tattoos marked on his skin. "Did they get you?" Seshumi looked down, and shook her head. They hadn't gotten her in that way, but they had tried. She barely escaped with her life. "No? Well did they give you anything? Possibly something that looks like this," he held out his hand. In it was a piece of paper with a certain scripture on it. The scripture of a millennium item. Seshumi looked at it carefully. She had seen the symbol before, but where? She knew she hadn't seen it in Egypt; it was a fresh memory. Which meant. "I personally don't own something with that scripture on it, but I met someone today who does." Marik smirked. "Good.tell me ALL about them."
Yugi sat impatiently on the phone. Finally someone picked up. "Hello, Isis? We have a situation. There's a new millennium item, and it's here. We think it's possible the owner is related to Marik.to you. Do you know a Seshumi Ishtar?" Isis listened in shock. Is it possible that Seshumi would still be alive? She knew the torture she had endured, even as a young child. Had she escaped? If she had, she would have gone to one person. Marik. She knew Marik only as the sweet and loving boy he used to be, not the monster he had become. If he got a hold of her, Seshumi probably wouldn't be able to take it anymore. Marik was Seshumi's foundation, the only thing that kept her going. If she found out about Marik. "Yugi, I need to ask you a favor." Her normally strong voice quivered. "Find Seshumi quickly, and take her to where you are. I'll be there soon." Yugi heard the blip blip blip and hung up. "Yami, we've got some work to do."