Summary: SetoYami Finding a bathtub in Ancient Egypt is weird. But to be able to discover that it's a link to the future in time of need and war...? It certainly is another thing. And now, how to convince this modern man to come with him WAY back? SeriousFluffy
Disclaimer: Let me die the day that you say the reverse of what I'm thinking of right now. Yeah, I'll die of happiness anyway…maybe.
A/N: There are some facts about the anime that I changed to make them fit this story. Please do not throw fits on me because of it. Thank you.
Pairing: Atemu/Seto
"--- "dialogues
/---/ thoughts
Italics for flashbacks
PROLOGUE
Now let the fic begin, starting from…
Egypt. It is a place so mythical, so historical, so beautiful and so sacred a ground for the mind to wander. All throughout the eras that passed the countries, the worlds, and even the universe after the arrival of this mystical land and its people all but wonder at the magic and forgotten arts of their kind.
But did you know that even the people of its own had asked the same questions to themselves at each miracle passing their time? Now, as I was given the honor, would reveal one of the most mysterious events that took place at exactly 3000 years ago. A tale, it is, of that that had started at the throne room of a young pharaoh that once upon a time, had existed.
…
Rushed footsteps dominated the silence of the pathways and a swish of a white cloak was seen over the turn of the dark corridor. It brought upon some undistinguishable aura that now led to the throne of the king; the pharaoh, its breath a bit frantic from the journey through the whole large palace. Torches lit the path that the shadow was then taking, getting all brighter as it neared the heavy stone doors of the sacred room. It halted. It had arrived at its destination and now, all that hindered it was the door that acquired the skilled designs of the greatest sculptors of the country with the intricate carvings of the God Horus adorning the hard surface. Then, there was the guards too that held sharp, shining spears, making it clear that any passage would be impossible if the intent of the guest was impure in any way or form.
Apparent stiffness stifled the air.
"I am here to deliver a message for the almighty Pharaoh." It said.
Squinted eyes examined him for a moment before deciding that the man had spoken the truth. "Access permitted." The one at the left declared. Two strong arms held unto the handle of the heavy twin doors and with an intake of labored breath offered only to the greatest, it was slowly heaved out of its previous position and the creaking at its hinges echoed through the lands it had divided.
Immediately, all the voices that had filled the throne room were stopped as another made its presence visible. "Joshi." Mahado was the first to speak in his strong bass voice that made the servant stop his procession towards the innards if the room. Joshi took in the view of the place, his eyes roaming even with his back arched down in respect. What had been unknown to emergency messengers like him until now has finally been revealed. The ceilings that protected the room were unbelievably high and the stones that walled it looked glowing in its obvious solidness. The path leading to the thrones was carpeted by a handmade cloth that was lush and soft under the soles and the floor itself acquired the look of the angels' magic.
The seats in the accent of the room; the thrones, were molded from the finest gold of Egypt and was graced by the most beautiful gems that was worldly possible.
Not to forget, of course, that the one that sat on it himself was more than the worth of all the treasures found in the land he ruled.
He smiled in awe at his observations when a fast tapping of sandals against the floor alerted him and brought his reason enough for him to come back to his original task. He looked up, making him face the slightly annoyed scrunch of Mahado's tan face, the curious gaze of the woman priest, Ishizu, the blinding gleam of the silent Shadi's head, the smirking face of the childish one, Karimu, and lastly, and the most alerting of all, was the indifferent scrutinizing gaze the Pharaoh focused on him.
It was a whoah. The realization that convinced him thoroughly of the godliness of his native religion was flunked onto him that moment. It was the leaders themselves that did it. They lived with Gods. They were gods. " I am here to deliver a –"
"Proceed" cut in Shadi.
"Yes, if you will, master. I would want to inform you, living deities here that will witness, that the Sennen Rod has been discovered glowing amidst it's special, magic-sealed restraint found at the Sacred room of the God Seth."
Wine Red eyes of the bittersweet nature widened in surprise with each passing moment as the news got in gradually upon the consequences at hand.
"We need an immediate High Priest, Pharaoh." Jahi added in an undertone, looking slightly grim for the first time in the blessed room, concluding his motion. "I myself, your servant, am asking for apology for my speech of upcoming distress."
Atemu's eyes softened at the selfless comment but had it returned the next moment to the norm when the wheels had turned inside him that made a decision that all await. "You need not to, Jahi, for it is beyond the control of both you, and of us."
Jahi had wanted to smile at the man but stopped himself in reverence.
"Oh no…", choked Atemu, feeling another headache slowly going up his nape towards his head. "I knew this would eventually come up and happen but I did not expect it to be this soon." His tri-colored hair swayed in motion when he shook his head in slight frustration. "It shall be ended too nonetheless."
Mahado took a deep breath and then, advanced on clearing his throat in a call for attention. "Jahi, you may leave the palace courts now. We are to discuss matters that are of high confidentiality. " Jahi acquiesced without any sign of defiance and strode proudly; though not like the gods, towards the whistling Egypt outside.
Once sure that they were out of earshot except for themselves, Mahado stared all of them in the eye and bowed his head, inclined softly to the ground. "With all due respect, will you all allow yourselves to listen to me?"
"No need of royal civility of brought up talk. I open a discussion between the pharaoh and his high priests." The king asserted. "Mahado, begin."
"I'll gladly will." A smile of gratitude shared. "We all know that searching for a capable magic wielder and at the same an excellent leader of a strict army is not an easy task. And to say that it is now an urgent necessity…What careful steps do we take, my Pharaoh, to lead us to our, and Egypt's very rare hunt?" he glanced briefly to look at the powerful eyes of Atemu with his own chocolate hued ones.
It was a simple action, to speak is, yet a huge sign of great disdain and urgency.
The fair skinned leader did not miss a step in catching it and a small hunch formed on his shoulder as another burden sidled above the others. The other authorities, too, joined in the mutual need.
"I suggest that the problem of flooding in the northern side of The Great River be dismissed for the meanwhile and the opening of this new predicament be probed. If two lands are affected by the Nile, more so it is by the presence or absence of an appropriate leader." He paused for a second to let his viewers take in the message he was relaying. Ishizu nodded quietly as the blood red gaze halted on her. "Ishizu, please perform the magic of the Gods. I heard you discovered another wonder of you necklace?"
The single girl of the congregation of men let a quirk lighten her face, gradually lifting the necklace to her eyelevel." You heard right, my Pharaoh. I have discovered the power of shared vision. It takes away a greater amount of Ka energy but for you, our king, and this troubling situation, I will be glad to perform my rituals."
A series of ancient language passed through her lips after her polite acknowledgments, completely ignoring Karimu's silent and mocking claps that the Pharaoh took no heed. They were, after the great all, childhood friends. Chants filled the whole room to its every corner and nooks, allowing no creature to not notice the divine situation about to emerge.
The still air turned breeze with a sudden mist and the cream colored robes of the woman fluttered in the power that was being wielded into action. Two slender hands were clasped on either ends of the millennium necklace as it glowed in unison with the other items. Magic was obviously at work.
A blur of colors on mid-air was procured. All reveled at the foreign entity, spell-bounded.
In the next minute, an immediate vision had taken them all to a strange world…
All the priests, including the pharaoh were as if floating on nothing whilst the scenes unfold the story they were to begin. And there they saw a realm so much different from their own. Engulfed by large and tall structures and a bustling of weirdly dressed commoners, this world was indeed a very peculiar sight for the visitors of three thousand years ago. Their eyes were wide with bewilderment and curiosity and it focused unto everything, almost moving in circles in there respective sockets as Atemu, Mahado, Ishizu, Karimu, and Shadi speculated the place they were currently witnessing. It was until everything was turned and placed into an imaginary sifter and began to center on a single being that they all stopped their investigations and searching. All they can see now is a very busy looking brunette of about the same age as they, walking with a regal aura which visibly affected the people surrounding him. In a look, they knew that he was an effective influence.
Ishizu began to speak.
Her deep colored marbles did not stop from following the man of the other realm as she talked her explanation. "This is the will of the gods. In this different world is where we'll find what we and our people are looking for. As for now, there are the only clues…" She stopped for a while to smile pensively.
"… and a prophecy that we could rely on…. to find this man to change the crude lay-out of the destiny of our time."
Everything was brought into darkness before they all found themselves back in their previously occupied room inside the great pyramid that still stood proudly, very unlike its absence at the odd place.
"Thank you for your humble service, Ishizu. You may all go now and leave me be to ponder on this matter the Holy Ra has presented to us." With an elegant flick of his wrist and an outstretched arm pointed to the exit, the other occupants of the room silently left after bowing to the Pharaoh.
YSYSYSYS
It had been hours since the meeting had taken place but he sat there on his throne, mulling things over until goodness know how long it has taken him to realize that he needed a walk to clear his head and to get up from his royal chair. He began to walk away from the throne room and decided to go to the tower that was connected to the pyramid he was in to at least have knowledge of what environment he'd face outside. As he arrive, his eyes immediately found the ground where the point of the light rays had stopped reaching, relocated it in his memory and judged, that from the very scarce amount of light coming from the hole in the tower allotted to fathom the time of the day, it was nearing night and that the sun has already reached its zenith. (1)
Nonetheless, he carried on his task and paced through halls leading out of the great structure. As he reached the main entrance, an immediate gust of cold night desert wind greeted him, making him cross his arms over his chest with the intention of keeping all the warmth he could without going back to get a cloak and alerting the palace slaves.
He went then, to his journey to nowhere, believing that this would help in organizing his messy thoughts, now smiling peacefully to himself and enjoying the beauty of his and his people's homeland.
It continued on like this for an hour or two, pacing around familiar grounds when a strange object caught the dark skinned man's attention.
There sure are many surprises for all of them today.
/What…What is that/ Was his sole thought as he approached the very questioning object that had appeared in the middle of a vast clearing of nothing but sand and a small number of cacti . There, bathed in the ethereal glow of the moon was a very exotic looking thing made out of very smooth and shiny dark blue porcelain and not failing in gaining the pharaoh's keen, sharp eyes.
Soft muffled sounds of sandals against very fine sand proved the approaching of a human towards a strange container which will soon be discovered as a link. A link that provides transportation between two of the most important timelines in the history of the world; of times that would affect all others…
The Bathtub
TBC
A/N: Thank you for reading the first chapter. I'm really sorry if it did not satisfy your standards. I'm still a striving/learning author.
And also…Please review! I'm trying to know if people enjoy my work and I also wanna know the maximum number of replies I could get out of this first chapter.
And just to inform you guys, I'm not fast at typing and I am a very lazy person so updates may take place after long intervals. Gomene! …and I hate studying Math! Sorry for the typographical errors! Please inform me about it and it will be tended when I have any time: )