Note: I am heavily editing/rewriting Ancient Ways and changing a few things in it. When I was rereading it, I realized that I really didn't like the way I was wording a few things, also a few things felt rushed or not really presented properly. So I'm doing a major edit/rewrite. It will still be the same... in a sense, but it will be better written and not so jumbled around. There will only be a few things changed within the story, mainly more details will be added in.
I hope you guys will forgive me for my absence
- Fox's Rose
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, just my own characters.
Outside of the Temple of Bes, the God of protection against evil; two figures walked down the stone steps, both deep within their own thoughts. Their God had bestowed onto them, the knowledge of their first child and the future held for them. The woman, who was holding their child close to her breast as she fought not to tremble with the knowledge she and her husband saw. Both dressed in white linens with gold accents, the couple stuck close to one another, relying on each other to strengthen them until they returned to their quarters.
"Akins, what should we do?" the woman whispered quietly, though fear was clear in her tone as she pulled the white clothed bundle closer to her, "We have see the future our child... what will happen and what will be face but..." the woman quivered as she looked up at her husband, fear easily recognizable within her light green eyes.
Her husband let out a small sigh as he stopped them in their tracks. He turned his wife towards him and pulled her into his chest, wrapping his arms around her in comfort. He rested his chin on top of hers and listened as their first child cooed happily between them, unaware of the world of them. His wife buried her head into his bare shoulder, her body shaking very slightly as he pressed his lips to her temple.
"Be still my love," he whispered softly as he pressed his cheek into her dark bound hair, "The future we have seen is but one of many that may transpire Jamila." He told her gently as he ran his nose over hers when his wife looked up at him.
"Do we wish to have our child live the life we live now?" Jamila asked quietly as she stroked the cheek of both her love and their child. She was fearful of the future, for she knew, deep within her heart that their child's destiny held a greater purpose than what their God had shown them.
"It is a life we both would not wish upon our child... for it will strip the innocence away, just as it did with us," Akins sighed quietly as he looked down at their child, watching as dark green eyes stared up him and a toothless smile grinned up at him, warming his heart as he pressed his hand gently over the child's forehead, "but we must not anger our Gods my love, nor must we anger the Pharaoh. Our child has to serve the one it's destined to protect..." Akins sighed once more before stepping away from his wife and child.
"Let us return to our quarters and allow our child to rest; then we shall meet with the Pharaoh, his queen and the prince..." Akins started, only to trail off when he saw the saddened look in his loves eyes, "We need to tell them what the Gods have told us, as it is with tradition." He finished while tucking a dark strand behind his wife's ear.
Jamila looked up at her husband, knowing that they couldn't escape the tradition of their family. She looked down at small bundle in her arms, watching as the child's eyes fluttered closed as sleep overcame them. The child was only a month old, born two years after the Prince had been born, almost as if destiny had determined who was to become the Prince's protector. As with their tradition, the first born within their family would go on to protect the next heir to the throne.
Smiling at one another, Akins and Jamila started walking to their quarters; a building next to the Temple of Bes and placed their child onto the bed as they slept peacefully. Jamila pressed her lips onto her child's forehead, smiling lovingly at the bundle, while Akins lightly brushed his knuckles over his child's cheek. With his arm around his love's body, Akins led his wife out of their quarters, leaving their child in the safety in their chamber, knowing that one of the maids within the quarters would check up on their child so it wouldn't be alone. Both Jamila and Akins knew they would be gone from their quarters as they spoke with their rulers and masters, who were meeting them. But just as they stepped in front of the temple, a baby's cry resonated in the air as five heads whipped around towards the quarters, watching as a hooded figure ran off with their screaming child.
"My child... come back you fiend!" Jamila cried out as she tried running towards the fleeing culprit. Akins cursed under his breath as the Pharaoh ordered the guards with him to apprehend the kidnapper; who never once faltered in their escape within the light from Ra.
"Do as I command, Chaos Sorcerer, follow and retrieve our daughter at all cost!" Akins yelled out as a humanoid monster appeared out of nowhere. The dark cloaked figure gave a curt nod before flying after the kidnapper, but before he could follow, Akins caught his wife before she could hit the ground and held her close to him as he watched the figure disappear into the distance. He gripped his wife tighter as he gritted his teeth, trying to keep back his own tears while his wife sobbed into his chest.
"We will find her Akins," the Pharaoh stated as he rested a hand onto his protector's shoulder, "I give you my word, I won't stop until your daughter has been returned to you." The Pharaoh gave a bit of a chuckle as he gazed at his son, "After all, your daughter, when she comes of the proper age, is to protect my son as you have protected me."
