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My second attempt at a Yugioh fic. My first one was soooooo crappy that I was forced to delete it. Hope u like it.
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Daughter of the Nile
By Pheonix Ashes
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"We found another one Your Majesty."
A young girl dressed in rags that were once an expensive silk shirt kneeled in front of the pharaoh, blood trickling down her mouth. The ropes that bound her wrists and ankles were tied so tightly that it bit into her delicate skin. She stared defiantly at the person in front of her and spat on the ground just inches away from the pharaoh's feet. The guards smacked her harshly across the skull, causing the girl to cough up more ruby red blood.
The pharaoh looked at the girl in front of him impassively. " What is your name, girl?"
In reply, Rika muttered something very rude to The King of Games. If looks could kill, Yami would have been on the floor, foaming by now.
Yami's lips curled in amusement. This one was not like the others who would be whimpering for mercy. "Tsk tsk. You should watch your language. Now tell me your name. To make it fair, I'll tell you mine. I'm Yami." He waved the guards out of the room. They hesitated before seeing the dangerous glint in their king's eyes and hurried out of the room.
The girl glared suspiciously at the retreating guards, then she turned her gaze back to the young man in front of her. She shrugged. " Fine, untie me first."
Yami smirked. " Very well." He rose from his chair of authority and walked towards Rika. He then proceeded to untie her bonds.
" Why do you care what my name is?"
Yami tilted his head slightly and observed his 'prisoner'. " Well. it's nice to be able call all my slaves by their names. It would be so confusing to just call them each, "Slave"."
" My name is Rika, then. Happy?"
Yami snickered at her. He grasped her chin and lifted her head so that she was forced to look in his eyes. " Yes. Very." Rika slapped his hand away. " Aren't you afraid that I might attack or try to escape?" Rika hissed viciously.
" No," Yami replied plainly. " Look at you. You have lost way too much blood. You will need to rest before you would even be able to walk again."
" You wish!" Rika coughed harshly, more blood coming up. She struggled to stand up, wincing at the effort. All of sudden, she fainted.
Yami caught her before she fell and cracked her skull. " I told you," he snickered and gently lay her on the marble floor. He straightened and clapped twice. Two men promptly appeared at the door.
"Yes my Lord?" one of them asked.
" Shadi, you may go back to what you were doing. Seto, you stay." The king ordered, his back to them.
The blond young man bowed and backed out of the room. The other one stepped out the shadows. " My Lord?"
Yami turned around and stepped away so Seto could see the girl lying on the floor, seemingly asleep. Seto smirked in understanding. " So, you find this one to your fancy Yami? Shall I take her to be dressed?"
Yami smiled at his friend and advisor. " Yes please. And give her the princess suite."
Seto arched a perfect brow. "You really like this one huh? The princess suite already?" Yami kept 5 different suites for his 'maidens'. No one had made it to the queen suite yet, and the princess was just one level below the queen's.
" Yes, Seto. The princess suite. This one amuses me."
"You're the king, Yami." Seto snapped his fingers and two guards appeared and picked Rika up gently. Who knows what could happen if their king found out that they had let something happen to his new play toy.
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Later, as Yami entered the room Rika was in, he was greeted with the sight of Seto quarrelling with her about the fact that she *had* to choose *something* from the extensive wardrobe in her suite. She was still wearing the soft white cotton undergown given to her by the maids who had groomed her.
Now that she had taken a bath, Yami could see that she obviously wasn't from Egypt. Her skin was pale and smooth like ivory, unlike the olive and copper colouring of the women in Egypt. Her lips were full and they parted to reveal straight, pearly white teeth. Her hair was night black and her cold, icy eyes flashed as she argued insistently.
Seto noticed that Yami had entered the room and bowed.
" Leave," Yami ordered, waving a hand. Seto sighed and backed out of the room. Let Yami deal with this new, stubborn slave.
Yami heard the click of the door and smiled. He sat down on a chair, motioning for Rika to sit down on the bed. She glared at him and remained where she was.
" Why don't you just kill me?"
Yami appeared taken back by this question. "Why would I do that?"
Rika sneered. " Don't think you can fool me with your little mind games, Yami. You may be the King of Games, but I'm not like your other slaves."
She was right, Yami realized. His games, which would have had other girls broken and weeping or eating up the false hope of becoming queen by now, didn't seem have the desired effect on her. Interesting. Yami's mouth lifted in a faint smile. " You're right. I haven't been able to bend your mind, but let us see if I can defeat you in a game."
The girl's eyes narrowed in distrust. " What kind of game?"
" A duel."
Inwardly, Rika sighed. Duels were familiar to her at least, but she didn't let her relief show. " And if I don't want to play?"
" Oh, but you *will* play Rika." Yami's voice was low and deadly.
Rika knew when to stop and obey and now was definitely not the time to talk back. She nodded her head, shrugging. " Fine. What are the stakes?"
Yami smirked. " Ah yes. The stakes." He pretended to ponder over the prospect for a moment before stating, " I win, and you stay at the palace and be my slave. If, by some odd chance of fate you should win, you are free to leave, or if you stay, I'll make you my queen, if you want."
Rika snickered. " Fine by me, but don't think that I'm such a pushover."
" Very well." The gold pyramid that Yami wore around his neck began to glow. A board design etched itself magically into the smooth floor. " Do you have your own deck?"
" Yes."
" Ok. Let's duel!" Each player drew 5 cards into their hand. Hmm, Dark Magician and Curse of Dragon on my first draw. Not bad, Yami thought.
Rika's eyes scanned her hand quickly and chose a card. " I play the Immortal Vampire in attack mode. I will also lay two cards face down."
Yami narrowed his eyes at the two face down cards. Perhaps this was a worthy opponent at last. " I play the Dark Magician in attack mode and I will also lay down a card face down."
" So, the Dark Magician. You are *very* famous for this card, I hear." Rika smirked. " I also hear that you are a master trickster, so I won't attack you this turn. I will just put one card face down in defense mode and it's your turn again."
Yami smirked. This one was smart indeed. " Good choice. I will play my Beaver Warrior and Silver Fang, both in defense mode."
Rika snorted. " Come Yami, try harder. I reveal one of my cards to be the Vial of Blood. It boosts my Vampire's attack points to 2250. Immortal Vampire, attack Silver Fang!!" The snow wolf disappeared with one last mournful howl, knowing that it had failed its master.
Her opponent's lips took on a faint smile. " You forget about my trap card. You have activated the Spell-Binding Circle."
It went on like this for quite some time until Seto came in to check on them. He knew better than to interrupt his king during a game. Instead he waited for the command that would come. Sure enough. 'Seto.' Yami's voice echoed through Seto's mind. ' The card. May I borrow it?'
' My Lord, you need only to ask.' Seto drew a card out of his pocket and held it behind his back. It shimmered for a moment, then disappeared.
Yami drew his next card and smirked. Rika had her Fallen Angel in play, two face down cards (one from the very beginning of the game) and a monster face down in defense mode. " I play. the legendary Blue Eyes White Dragon!"
Rika looked surprised for a moment, then she chuckled. " A very rare and powerful card indeed. But, I have something ready too or have you forgotten my cards from the beginning." She flipped over one of her face down cards. " The Rainbow Rhapsody. Since it is a card on the Light side, it will take my Fallen Angel's attack points down 150 points to use it. I activate the Rainbow Rhapsody!" The playing was immediately covered in a rainbowy mist and golden harp appeared in Fallen Angel's hand. An enchanting music filled the playing field.
Yami gasped. " Wha- What is going on?" All the monsters on the field were falling into a deep slumber.
Rika laughed. " Don't you know? The Rainbow Rhapsody's music puts all monsters in play to sleep for 2 turns. And. with sleep, comes dreams. That allows me to unleash Epik, the Dream Eater." A majestic bird, resembling a blue phoenix, appeared on the field. " Epik, Dream Feast!"
A red glow encircled the monsters under Yami's control. Their attack and defense points started dropping like mad. " What is happening??" Yami inquired, almost panicking, as he looked upon this new threat.
" Allow me to introduce Epik's specialty, Dream Feast. It devours all your monsters sweet dreams, leaving only nightmares. That in itself lowers your monsters attack points by 200. It also raises my Epik's attack power, obviously." By the end of two turns, the BEWD had been lowered to 2500 attack points, while the combined strength of Fallen Angel and Epik soared to 4200.
Yami's eyes widened as he realized what was coming.
" Epik, Fallen Angel, OBLITERATE!!!" A radiant beam of light struck the rivaling monsters, wiping them all out in a shower of light. Both sides threw their arm up to shield their eyes from the white bolts of raw power exploding from Rika's monsters.
Guards rushed in, startled by the commotion inside their king's chambers. They grabbed Rika roughly, pinning her to the ground, hands behind her back. She gasped in surprise and glared up at Yami in hatred. " So, the great pharaoh can't live up to his deals?" She struggled in vain to stop the weight of the guards from crushing her slim frame anymore.
Yami looked vexed at the interruption. Sometimes guards could be so paranoid and annoying. " Release her!" he commanded, irritated.
" But, M'Lord."
" I don't like to need to repeat myself!"
" Yes, M'Lord." The guards released her and stood back, weapons still drawn. Rika stood up gingerly, rubbing her arms.
" I never back down, Rika. And I'm not about to start now." He held Rika's gaze steadily until she looked away. " You may leave tomorrow if you want, but it is late now. Stay the night and make your decision in the morning."
" Fine," Rika agreed wearily. The duel had been intense, the hardest one she ever fought.
" Right now, you are hungry." Yami clapped his hands and a slave boy appeared swiftly at his elbow. He bent down to whisper some instructions in the boy's ear and try as she might Rika couldn't make them out.
" I'm not hungry," she protested half-heartedly.
" Yes you are and you are going to eat if you are to have any energy in the morning." Rika opened her mouth, but Yami silenced her with a glare, which she took the privilege of returning. The slave returned, this time with a bowl of steaming stew, bread and a plate of fresh melons. Rika sat down sullenly and started eating. After she finished, the slave came back for the dishes and Yami left with Seto after bidding her a goodnight. She climbed into the soft down bed, just barely conscious of the clink of metal outside the door telling her that guards had been assigned to her door. She soon gave in to the comforting embrace of sleep and fell into her own dreams.
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My second attempt at a Yugioh fic. My first one was soooooo crappy that I was forced to delete it. Hope u like it.
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Daughter of the Nile
By Pheonix Ashes
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"We found another one Your Majesty."
A young girl dressed in rags that were once an expensive silk shirt kneeled in front of the pharaoh, blood trickling down her mouth. The ropes that bound her wrists and ankles were tied so tightly that it bit into her delicate skin. She stared defiantly at the person in front of her and spat on the ground just inches away from the pharaoh's feet. The guards smacked her harshly across the skull, causing the girl to cough up more ruby red blood.
The pharaoh looked at the girl in front of him impassively. " What is your name, girl?"
In reply, Rika muttered something very rude to The King of Games. If looks could kill, Yami would have been on the floor, foaming by now.
Yami's lips curled in amusement. This one was not like the others who would be whimpering for mercy. "Tsk tsk. You should watch your language. Now tell me your name. To make it fair, I'll tell you mine. I'm Yami." He waved the guards out of the room. They hesitated before seeing the dangerous glint in their king's eyes and hurried out of the room.
The girl glared suspiciously at the retreating guards, then she turned her gaze back to the young man in front of her. She shrugged. " Fine, untie me first."
Yami smirked. " Very well." He rose from his chair of authority and walked towards Rika. He then proceeded to untie her bonds.
" Why do you care what my name is?"
Yami tilted his head slightly and observed his 'prisoner'. " Well. it's nice to be able call all my slaves by their names. It would be so confusing to just call them each, "Slave"."
" My name is Rika, then. Happy?"
Yami snickered at her. He grasped her chin and lifted her head so that she was forced to look in his eyes. " Yes. Very." Rika slapped his hand away. " Aren't you afraid that I might attack or try to escape?" Rika hissed viciously.
" No," Yami replied plainly. " Look at you. You have lost way too much blood. You will need to rest before you would even be able to walk again."
" You wish!" Rika coughed harshly, more blood coming up. She struggled to stand up, wincing at the effort. All of sudden, she fainted.
Yami caught her before she fell and cracked her skull. " I told you," he snickered and gently lay her on the marble floor. He straightened and clapped twice. Two men promptly appeared at the door.
"Yes my Lord?" one of them asked.
" Shadi, you may go back to what you were doing. Seto, you stay." The king ordered, his back to them.
The blond young man bowed and backed out of the room. The other one stepped out the shadows. " My Lord?"
Yami turned around and stepped away so Seto could see the girl lying on the floor, seemingly asleep. Seto smirked in understanding. " So, you find this one to your fancy Yami? Shall I take her to be dressed?"
Yami smiled at his friend and advisor. " Yes please. And give her the princess suite."
Seto arched a perfect brow. "You really like this one huh? The princess suite already?" Yami kept 5 different suites for his 'maidens'. No one had made it to the queen suite yet, and the princess was just one level below the queen's.
" Yes, Seto. The princess suite. This one amuses me."
"You're the king, Yami." Seto snapped his fingers and two guards appeared and picked Rika up gently. Who knows what could happen if their king found out that they had let something happen to his new play toy.
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Later, as Yami entered the room Rika was in, he was greeted with the sight of Seto quarrelling with her about the fact that she *had* to choose *something* from the extensive wardrobe in her suite. She was still wearing the soft white cotton undergown given to her by the maids who had groomed her.
Now that she had taken a bath, Yami could see that she obviously wasn't from Egypt. Her skin was pale and smooth like ivory, unlike the olive and copper colouring of the women in Egypt. Her lips were full and they parted to reveal straight, pearly white teeth. Her hair was night black and her cold, icy eyes flashed as she argued insistently.
Seto noticed that Yami had entered the room and bowed.
" Leave," Yami ordered, waving a hand. Seto sighed and backed out of the room. Let Yami deal with this new, stubborn slave.
Yami heard the click of the door and smiled. He sat down on a chair, motioning for Rika to sit down on the bed. She glared at him and remained where she was.
" Why don't you just kill me?"
Yami appeared taken back by this question. "Why would I do that?"
Rika sneered. " Don't think you can fool me with your little mind games, Yami. You may be the King of Games, but I'm not like your other slaves."
She was right, Yami realized. His games, which would have had other girls broken and weeping or eating up the false hope of becoming queen by now, didn't seem have the desired effect on her. Interesting. Yami's mouth lifted in a faint smile. " You're right. I haven't been able to bend your mind, but let us see if I can defeat you in a game."
The girl's eyes narrowed in distrust. " What kind of game?"
" A duel."
Inwardly, Rika sighed. Duels were familiar to her at least, but she didn't let her relief show. " And if I don't want to play?"
" Oh, but you *will* play Rika." Yami's voice was low and deadly.
Rika knew when to stop and obey and now was definitely not the time to talk back. She nodded her head, shrugging. " Fine. What are the stakes?"
Yami smirked. " Ah yes. The stakes." He pretended to ponder over the prospect for a moment before stating, " I win, and you stay at the palace and be my slave. If, by some odd chance of fate you should win, you are free to leave, or if you stay, I'll make you my queen, if you want."
Rika snickered. " Fine by me, but don't think that I'm such a pushover."
" Very well." The gold pyramid that Yami wore around his neck began to glow. A board design etched itself magically into the smooth floor. " Do you have your own deck?"
" Yes."
" Ok. Let's duel!" Each player drew 5 cards into their hand. Hmm, Dark Magician and Curse of Dragon on my first draw. Not bad, Yami thought.
Rika's eyes scanned her hand quickly and chose a card. " I play the Immortal Vampire in attack mode. I will also lay two cards face down."
Yami narrowed his eyes at the two face down cards. Perhaps this was a worthy opponent at last. " I play the Dark Magician in attack mode and I will also lay down a card face down."
" So, the Dark Magician. You are *very* famous for this card, I hear." Rika smirked. " I also hear that you are a master trickster, so I won't attack you this turn. I will just put one card face down in defense mode and it's your turn again."
Yami smirked. This one was smart indeed. " Good choice. I will play my Beaver Warrior and Silver Fang, both in defense mode."
Rika snorted. " Come Yami, try harder. I reveal one of my cards to be the Vial of Blood. It boosts my Vampire's attack points to 2250. Immortal Vampire, attack Silver Fang!!" The snow wolf disappeared with one last mournful howl, knowing that it had failed its master.
Her opponent's lips took on a faint smile. " You forget about my trap card. You have activated the Spell-Binding Circle."
It went on like this for quite some time until Seto came in to check on them. He knew better than to interrupt his king during a game. Instead he waited for the command that would come. Sure enough. 'Seto.' Yami's voice echoed through Seto's mind. ' The card. May I borrow it?'
' My Lord, you need only to ask.' Seto drew a card out of his pocket and held it behind his back. It shimmered for a moment, then disappeared.
Yami drew his next card and smirked. Rika had her Fallen Angel in play, two face down cards (one from the very beginning of the game) and a monster face down in defense mode. " I play. the legendary Blue Eyes White Dragon!"
Rika looked surprised for a moment, then she chuckled. " A very rare and powerful card indeed. But, I have something ready too or have you forgotten my cards from the beginning." She flipped over one of her face down cards. " The Rainbow Rhapsody. Since it is a card on the Light side, it will take my Fallen Angel's attack points down 150 points to use it. I activate the Rainbow Rhapsody!" The playing was immediately covered in a rainbowy mist and golden harp appeared in Fallen Angel's hand. An enchanting music filled the playing field.
Yami gasped. " Wha- What is going on?" All the monsters on the field were falling into a deep slumber.
Rika laughed. " Don't you know? The Rainbow Rhapsody's music puts all monsters in play to sleep for 2 turns. And. with sleep, comes dreams. That allows me to unleash Epik, the Dream Eater." A majestic bird, resembling a blue phoenix, appeared on the field. " Epik, Dream Feast!"
A red glow encircled the monsters under Yami's control. Their attack and defense points started dropping like mad. " What is happening??" Yami inquired, almost panicking, as he looked upon this new threat.
" Allow me to introduce Epik's specialty, Dream Feast. It devours all your monsters sweet dreams, leaving only nightmares. That in itself lowers your monsters attack points by 200. It also raises my Epik's attack power, obviously." By the end of two turns, the BEWD had been lowered to 2500 attack points, while the combined strength of Fallen Angel and Epik soared to 4200.
Yami's eyes widened as he realized what was coming.
" Epik, Fallen Angel, OBLITERATE!!!" A radiant beam of light struck the rivaling monsters, wiping them all out in a shower of light. Both sides threw their arm up to shield their eyes from the white bolts of raw power exploding from Rika's monsters.
Guards rushed in, startled by the commotion inside their king's chambers. They grabbed Rika roughly, pinning her to the ground, hands behind her back. She gasped in surprise and glared up at Yami in hatred. " So, the great pharaoh can't live up to his deals?" She struggled in vain to stop the weight of the guards from crushing her slim frame anymore.
Yami looked vexed at the interruption. Sometimes guards could be so paranoid and annoying. " Release her!" he commanded, irritated.
" But, M'Lord."
" I don't like to need to repeat myself!"
" Yes, M'Lord." The guards released her and stood back, weapons still drawn. Rika stood up gingerly, rubbing her arms.
" I never back down, Rika. And I'm not about to start now." He held Rika's gaze steadily until she looked away. " You may leave tomorrow if you want, but it is late now. Stay the night and make your decision in the morning."
" Fine," Rika agreed wearily. The duel had been intense, the hardest one she ever fought.
" Right now, you are hungry." Yami clapped his hands and a slave boy appeared swiftly at his elbow. He bent down to whisper some instructions in the boy's ear and try as she might Rika couldn't make them out.
" I'm not hungry," she protested half-heartedly.
" Yes you are and you are going to eat if you are to have any energy in the morning." Rika opened her mouth, but Yami silenced her with a glare, which she took the privilege of returning. The slave returned, this time with a bowl of steaming stew, bread and a plate of fresh melons. Rika sat down sullenly and started eating. After she finished, the slave came back for the dishes and Yami left with Seto after bidding her a goodnight. She climbed into the soft down bed, just barely conscious of the clink of metal outside the door telling her that guards had been assigned to her door. She soon gave in to the comforting embrace of sleep and fell into her own dreams.
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Do ya like it? Leave me sumthing to go on. Pleaz pleaz??? Pretty pleaz? *Big puppy dog eyez* Review! Byebye!
