Hi everyone! Me and my sister are writing this story but I'm using her user name.

Why am I letting you use my account? Can you remind me cause I forgot.

You're letting me use the account 'cause I helped write the story. So with out furthur ado I give you...

What about the disclaimer?

Disclaimer? blinks owlishly

sighs Forget it I'll do it.

Dislaimer: Neither of us own Yu-Gi-Oh. If we did then I would find a way to make Kaiba a real human and date him, and Adele up there would do the same with Malik. But we do own takes a deep breath Neftis, Lilita, Tuya, Treeni, Seti, Ramses, Geb, Hotempt and Se-Osiris.

Adele looks into space Malik...drools Oh yeah and by the way, FYI. Yami Bakura shall hence forth be known as Akefia, Pegasus will be known as Shanaar, and Mai will be known as stops I might name her later, but until then... bear with me.

Akefia: Um guys, care to write this story now. I'm not trying to rush you or anything but I want to get metioned in it ASAP.

Malik: No flames. Or else.

kaibaqueen smirks at him Or else what?

Guys? Never mind. Back to Akefia's suggestion. Onwards to glorious battle. I mean on with the ficcy.gulps nervously

Sister Of A King

The dark was chilling. Some said that demons and the servants of Set roamed the desert at night, when Ra's burning eye travelled out and over to the west, the Realm of Osiris. Where those died were tested by the feather of truth. If they failed then their souls were eaten by the dreaded crocodile demon. A figure searched the street from the shadow of a building, with no heed to the powers of demons or Gods. A whistle from the roof tops signalled the 'all clear'. White hair flashed as the figure slipped out on to the lighted street, only to vanish into the shadows once again.

On the rooftops the moon glinted off the bluish steel of a knife. The bearer tossed it up, catching it and then checked its balance. It was a work of art of art, white hide pommel, tanned to perfection, gold filigree surrounding it. The blade winked up at its owner who smiled. Snapping back to the present the figure ran to the edges of the roof, and leapt over the gap caused by the alley. Landing, with the ease of great practice, and then rolling in silence. Once standing, the eyes of the thief were fixed on her colleague below.

In the Upper City, a horse trader, slept soundly. There was no way that any thief could get past the practice army of guards he had hired to guard his merchandise. The stock were worth their worth in gold. Unknowingly he smiled in his sleep. The herd would still be there in the morning, it's not like they could vanish.

It was typical. Merchants so lazy, so shoddy. Akefia grinned. Who was he to insult the people who made his job so easy. They thought if you guarded the exterior then what they owned was safe from thieves. Well, Akefia was about to show them otherwise. He wasn't entirely sure how he was going to get the horses out of the enclosure without being heard, but he could always improvise. It was part of the job description. He sized up the guards. Defiantly bored. Hopefully drunk too. But the drawback was that there were ten of them. Time to call in some back up.

The girl dropped from the roof to the street at her brother's signal. She slipped over to his side. "How many?"

"Five to one." Was the whispered reply. The girl considered this for a moment. "Not bad. Are they all exposed?"

"All but two."

"Then the plan of action is simple." She murmured. "We knock them out and I'll take care of the unexposed ones."

"I'll get the horses." Akefia grinned.

"Remember I want the sand coloured one."

"Gothcha." Was the positive reply. He smiled at his sister. She grinned back. "On your marks, get set, GO" She whispered. The pair dashed off into the darkness surrounding the walls.

A guard on watch walked over to his companion. "This is the most boring job ever."

"No kidding." Was the other's disgruntled reply.

"I can't wait til the time when the old coot wakes up."

"Neither can I." THUD! Their heads hit each others. They dropped immediately. Akefia stood over them and looked like he was insulted.

"How dare you insult my victim." He scolded, looking at the two guards in question. "I don't insult my clients, neither should you." He shimmied up the enclosure wall. He stared at the herd of horses milling within. He rubbed his hands together, trying to hide his glee. This was going to be a good night.

Neftis groaned. King of Thieves her brother might be, but did he have to be so obvious? If the two remaining guards looked up then his cover would be blown. Oh well, time to get to work. "Oh guards!" She called. They both turned to look at her. She started to dance. Her hair flew about her face. The guards' eyes were glued to her. Slowly, she began to the lead them towards Akefia. The Thief King looked down. Cursing himself for making sure a target of himself, he dropped from the wall onto one of the guards. The other guard leapt at his friend's attacker, drawing his sword. He would kill that demon before leaving.

Neftis ran to her brother's aid. Slipping out her knife the jumped onto the back of the guard and hit the base of his skull as hard as she could. He dropped like a stone. Akefia looked at her. "Thanks," He told her while pulling her upright. "We'd better hide him, and fast."

They dragged the lifeless body away from the torch light. Returning to the gate they opened it and slunk inside. The horses, worried by these two unknown scents, started to stamp and snort. Akefia nodded to his sister. She called out with her mind. "It's alright. We aren't going to hurt you."

The lead stallion trotted up to the girl. Neftis winced at the sound of the hoof beats. Did it have to be so loud? "What do you want, human foal?" It demanded. "We well…" She was lost for words. What should she say that she wanted to steal him and the herd? Lying seemed to be the best option. "Sir, the man who bought you is going to sell you to the cook down the road. My brother and I have come to take you to a safe place away from here."

The horse regarded her with one brown eye. Her resolve was breaking as it looked at her. She cracked."Alright!" She told the beast, exasperated. "I have absolutely no idea what that idiot is going to do with you, but we want to steal you. There are you happy!?!" That was it. She had defiantly blown it. There was defiantly no way this heist would work now. Akefia would kill her later. "That's what my master said to the man." The stallion told her. She blinked. "Daylight robbery is what he called it." The stallion informed her. "We'll come. I never liked that merchant anyway."

Neftis was stunned; Akefia noticed this and walked over to her. "So?" He asked. She shook herself, and then turned to grin at her brother. "Pad their hooves and we're outta here." She replied confidently. He smirked evilly.

Pulling out some cloth, Akefia gently raised the lead stallion's hoof. The beast eyed Akefia uncertainly. "He's just padding your hooves so we can move quietly." She assured him. Turning his head, the stallion conveyed this to the rest of the herd. One of them whickered quietly. The two thieves went around the herd covering the horses' hooves. Once that job was completed Akefia walked over to his sister. "Ready to go?" He asked. She nodded. "Get the horses to the entrance while I check the guards."

Two of the guards were slowly rising back to consciousness. As soon as they stood, stones hit their temples. They hit the cobbles once more.

"Time to go." Neftis told the herd and the group started to move. Akefia went ahead, scouting the streets in case anyone tried to stop them, whereas Neftis stayed at the back of the herd, making sure they didn't lose anyone. Quietly they made their way through the Upper City down to the Lower City, and a thief's sort of trade.

The Lower City was easy to distinguish from the Upper City. The reason being that there was always something happening. At this time of night, it was a thief's paradise. Taverns went into over-drive as thieves started to bring in their night's haul. At the Set's Claw inn, the innkeeper was trying to recognise a new group of thieves. He gave up and walked over to Seti's table. (Seti was a regular thief.)After putting a mug of ale on the table he asked, "Do you know who they are?"

Seti looked at the group that the inn keeper had gestured at. "Never seen them before. Maybe I might just happen to wander over and find out."

"What a coincidence." Ramses (the innkeeper) told him. "If you happen to do that I might happen give you a fresh jug for free."

"Done." With that Seti left his table and casually wandered over to the group.

"If we get caught we are sooo dead." Malik whispered.

"Shut up! We'll be fine." Joey told him.

"I hope you're right." Duke muttered darkly.

"If we get caught by Yami or Seto then we die, but it could be worse." Tristan said calmly.

"Shock me." Malik demanded.

"No." Was the cool reply.

The group stopped outside an inn. Joey considered it out loud. "Set's Claw? It could be good?"

"Just go in." Duke ordered. "I'm thirsty,"

The group walked into the inn.

"Me and Duke will get a table," Tristan told the two blonds. "You guys get drinks." That said he and Duke walked over to a free table and sat down. However after reaching the bar, Joey began to suffer. "What should I have? There are so many choices. Help!"

Malik looked up at the innkeeper. "Four ales please."

"Yes sir."

Malik looked at his friend. "Before you hurt yourself wondering what to order, I've ordered you an ale so stop complaining."

Joey looked gratefully me. "Cheers."

"Here be your drinks sirs." The innkeeper put four mugs on the bar. "That's five denar if you please."

Joey put the requested money next to the drinks. "Thanks." Then he and Malik picked up the mugs and went over to their table. After sipping at their drinks for a while Duke asked an important question. "Do think there are thieves here?"

The group spared a look around the room. "Nah," Tristan replied,"It seems pretty respectable."

Yah I finished the first chapter.does victory dance oh yeah uh huh oh yeah.

kaibaqueen shakes head Anyway we'll be updateing once or twice a week depending on homework.

Adele looks up That reminds me. YAMI! If you rip up anymore of my homework and feed it to that Slifer thing again,. I will kill you.

Yami gulps and replies sarcastically Me? Rip up your homework Never.

Adele backs away Sis! He sounds like Helen.

Kaiba: What? That maniac! Run!!!!!!!!!

akward slience

Did you guys know he could run that fast in that coat?