Warrior of Legend - The fear of Gods and Romans
Summary: Ever since time was recorded, everyone knew that there were two sisters across the sea: Egypt and Sparta. Legends say that a child of these two countries will have the power to defeat the Olympic gods and make the biggest of empires fall. This legend is unwisely ignored by everyone except one boy, who longs for a change. But how will Rome react when they learn that legend is more than just a story? Fem! Atem×Seto
A boy of the age of 6 and with brown hair and unusual blue eyes was the only one in the big library, entirely focused on the book he has before him. He was so fascinated by his scrolls that he almost didn't hear two sets of footsteps coming behind him, but his sharp senses alerted him to the presence of his friends.
"Seto!" A girl his age and a boy a bit older than him called out his name.
He looked up an nodded at the two. "Kisara. Siegfried."
Kisara, a pretty white-haired and pale skinned girl with large blue eyes that almost rivaled Seto's, was the first to reach him. She instantly wrapped her slim arms around his neck and Seto sighed in frustration. It was not a secret that the girl, along with thousands of others, was "in love" with him. It annoyed the hell out of many boys and Siegfried was one of them, since the pink haired boy's family was trying to outdo Seto's.
"Seto!The new slaves from overseas finally arrived! There are some really exotic ones! There's even a family from Egypt!" Kisara informed him. Siegfried nodded as he added that the second oldest child was a seer.
"It is said that she can look years into the future with her magic." He said in his heavy accent from Germany territories. The boy's family was almost as influential as Seto's, but the blue-eyed boy's father was currently in the best, highest possible position. He was the emperor of the Roman Empire.
For six years already, Gozaboro Kaiba was in this position and he was very close to becoming an emperor permanently with how well the country has been doing. As such, Seto was practically the Crown Prince as Gozaboro's eldest son. The little brunet was one of the smartest people out there, but everyone looked down at his biggest dream and obsession.
The Warrior of Legend.
For as long as Egypt and Sparta exist, there was a written prediction that was said to have come from Thot, the Egyptian God of the moon and the first scribe, himself. It states that a warrior will be born of both Egyptian and Spartan blood and that the child will have the power to overthrow the Greek gods. Now, may have ordered that anyone who speaks of that legend was to be killed on instant out of fear, but even if Egyptians and Spartans tried to force the legend to become a reality, it was impossible. Seto had heard that many men went to Egypt and tried to make a child with one of the beautiful women there, but all attempts failed. The requirements that rarely anyone was aware of was that the father must be from the direct bloodline of Leonidas, one of the bravest and greatest Basileus(spartan king *βασιλεύς*) of Sparta, and of a direct bloodline of Egypt's greatest, most famous Pharaoh who has ever walked among men, the Nameless Pharaoh.
Seto knew of this little fact that is overlooked by everyone else because he read the myths about the so-called slayer of Zeus. He was probably the only one that cared enough to find out who the Nameless Pharaoh had been and he was shocked to read about the things the young monarch had done almost 3000 years earlier to save his people. Seto respected him for that and he even ordered some of his men to try and find the Pharaoh's tomb, but some Egyptian by the name of Shadi had warned them that should they disturb his peace, a powerful curse would befall them. Seto wasn't one to fear magic. but he had seen what Egyptian sorcerers were capable of and he knew not to ever take Egyptian magic lightly. It had been the one thing that has saved his mother from a deadly illness a few years back.
''From Egypt?'' The boy asked excitedly. In the legends, it was always said that the Warrior of Legend will be brought before the greatest empire at the time the child is born and that the Warrior will fight for his freedom. Seto just hoped that he would live to see the fighting style the Warrior would use. Since Spartans were larger than Egyptians, they relayed more on their strength while the smaller men of Egypt used their incredible speed and light wight for high jumps and fast attacks. If the two were combined, it would make the perfect warrior.
''When will you stop reading this fairytale?'' Siegfried asked with a sneer as he pointed at the books Seto had been reading.
''The day you stop being a spoiled snob.'' Was the sharp reply as blue eyes glared at the two kids as they went over his precious books. He hated how everyone always looked down on him and this obsession of his, but he knew that he would never change himself because of their limited minds. He hated how no one seemed to take these predictions seriously and usually made jokes on the matter. His father was one of the first few who scoffed at the idea, although the man had said that if the Warrior egisted, he would become his servant in war.
''So, you were saying about the slaves?''
Kisara pouted as Seto ignored her in favor of the people she considered lower than dirt. "Yeah. Apparently, some soldiers raided a temple or something and they found a supposed seer. They brought her here with her family, so they should be an interesting sight."
Seto's whole demeanor brightened at hearing that one of the many masters of Egypt's mystical, mysterious magic was here and he ran out of the room with his books in his hands. Kisara and Siegfried tried in vein to follow him, but Seto ignored their yelling for him to slow down. It was known all over the known world that Egyptian magic was by far the strongest and best explored kind that existed. For over 3000 years, Egyptians have been practicing and using their immense power to keep their homeland safe. Since only Egyptians explored themselves on a level as deep as their very soul, they knew what they are capable of and they had no problem using their various spells and incantations. Seto always wanted to see the skills of such powerful people and now he was overexcited for finally getting a chance.
The llittle brunet burst into the room they received guests and gifts in and he found his father scowling at his actions. There were a few soldiers there along with a slave dealer and many slaves.
The only ones that stood out were a girl a few years older than him and the teen next to her, obviously protective of her as they both held a blond, tanned baby in their arms. They were both obviously Egyptians, judging by their prideful stances and dark skin and black hair. The girl's eyes were a light blue-gray color, while the teen had brown eyes, a single lock of hair tied up in a ponytail at the base of the back of his neck, and he had a strange tattoo on the left side of his face. The children they were holding were probably about two years old, but they were unmistakably boys. Seto knew for sure that this was the seer and her family.
"Seto!", Gozaboro yelled at his eldest son. "What did I tell you of acting in such an undignified manner!"
Seto bowed a little to his father in apology. "I'm sorry father, but I guess I got kind of excited about there possibly being a seer here."
Gozaboro harrumphed. "We already have a seer, and you don't like him very much."
"Yes, but Esparoba is a bad seer and I heard that this is a seer from Egypt." Seto said in excitement. It was not a secret that he respected the country for its longest history and the knowledge that came from it all. Everyone knew that if Seto had a chance,he would leave and live in either what is left of Sparta or in Egypt.
"Ah, yes. They found her in some abandoned temple or something. However, I heard that she is good, so I thought she can get an apprenticeship with the Esparobas."
The Egyptian girl huffed in irritation.
"I already finished my apprenticeship back in Egypt and am perfectly capable of looking into the Time River on my own." It was only then that she noticed the 'prince' and his familiar features. She knew it was damn impossible for a Roman to have such intense eyes, especially if they were a blue that resembled the depths of the Nile. It made her wonder if the boy's mother is from the east. "And besides, if a child calls them bad, I would feel punished for being forced into such an apprenticeship."
Seto nodded, knowing that even the least experienced Egyptian could outdo any of the other countries magicians.
"Oh, care to show us?" Kisara snippet as she stood beside Seto. Her attitude was really starting to annoy both Seto and the seer.
"I shall. I noticed that you are searching for the Warrior of Legend.?" She said as she pointed to the books in Seto's hands. The brunet brought them closer to himself as Gozaboro groans.
"When will you stop reading fairytalls?"
The Egyptians all made a noise of disagreement, but were mostly ignored. Only the lone seer's reaction was noticeable. ''If you truly believe that to be just a story, there is no hope for your people. I guess Romans really are just as limited of mind as they say.''
''What did you say?!'' Hissed most of the people present, including the old seer with his sons that had just came to see the child seer of Egypt.
''How dare you say that in my presence?!'' Gozaboro hissed.
''I dare as I know things you will never understand.'' She replied as she held her head higher, prouder. ''I am the Priestess of Isis and I have been granted her ability to see into the Time River, properly, as has my mother, my grandmother and every ancestor for the past three millenniums. My blood alone, even as a mere Priestess, is of far greater value than your supposedly royal blood.''
Seto smirked as Gozaboro fumed. There it was, that sharp mind and noticeable pride of the Egyptian people that he had heard about. But before he could react, he found the girl standing in front of him. Her blue eyes, a lot lighted than his own, looked straight into his sapphires.
''Your name is Seto.''
It was not a question, and it made said boy wonder why she was stating such a thing. Either way, he nodded and asked for her name.
''Your name is Seto. Heh. The irony of it all.'' She shook her head, for a moment ignoring his question. It made him arch an eyebrow at her but she just brought her hand up to wave it away. ''It is not important. I am Isis Ishtar, and these are my brothers Odion and Marik,'' she indicated with her head at the teen and the boy he held in his arms, ''and Malik.'' She looked down at the bundle in her own arms with affection.
Seto nodded at Odion in greeting. There was little resemblance between all the siblings, other than Malik and Marik who were obviously twins, but he wasn't given much time to think about it. Isis had cupped his cheek with one hand, surprising everyone with the boldness of such an action. Yet Seto wasn't surprised all that much. He knew Egyptians tended to mock Romans for being so uptight about everything, since they themselves were bold and open towards everything. But looking at Isis' eyes, he could see that she just wanted his attention while she said something.
Isis could see in this young boy's eyes that he didn't have all the beliefs of the Romans. He was more open minded and honest with himself, something no Roman could possibly be if he was of both Roman mother and father. The sapphire eyes also radiated her homeland's ancient power that had brought quite a few armies to its knees, and she knew that being named after the god of the desert, war and chaos could not be a coincidence. Set has not been mentioned to outsiders since Egypt has been given over to Alexander the Great. Only a native Egyptian could know of the god and name a boy after him. Maybe she was looking too much into it, but she knew of a boy that was named after the god, but was taken from them ...
''If you too think that the Warrior of Legend ... is just that, a legend ... You would be making the biggest mistake.''
All the occupants of the room looked at her in shock, but all Isis could now see was Seto. He was the only one who would understand what she meant, seeing as he was far more intelligent than the rest of these fools.
''W-what do you mean?'' He asked with wide eyes. She couldn't possibly mean what he thought she meant ... Could she?
Isis smiled as she saw understanding in those blue eyes that could only belong to her people. ''Legends aren't just stories. They can be true, we just don't know if its the whole legend or parts of it.''
''Seto?'' Kisara whispered from beside him. ''What is she talking about?''
Seto couldn't breathe. All he could do was look into those wise eyes that had seen so much at such a young age as the necklace around Isis' neck started glowing dimly. Seto recognized the Eye Of Ra in the center of it and he watched as Isis closed her eyes.
The whole household was now here, including Seto's and Siegfried's younger brothers who were only a few months old. They were all watching in wonder as Isis herself started giving of a faint glow as Egyptian magic worked its way through her veins.
When she opened her eyes again, Seto almost gasped at the traces of gold in them that he knew only Egyptians mages could possibly have.
''What's going on here!?'' Gozaboro finally yelled at Isis. ''Explain now!''
Isis turned to look him dead in the eye as she gave her brother to the stunned Seto. She walked to the center of the room, aware of everyone's eyes on her. Looking around the room, Isis saw the caution her obvious telltale signs of power had caused and she felt smug inside. It was so easy to impress these dense people. She cleared her throat, letting her voice be as loud and clear as if it was the voice of the goddess she was named after.
''The Legendary Warrior ... is not a myth. The Warrior was born, as I have seen with my own eyes just two days before you abducted ma and my family.''
Gasps were heard around the room.
No one could speak.
Only Seto had a somewhat positive reaction, as his face was as bright as when he had gotten his brother and half-brother. All these years he had been right ...