Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh or the characters that appear in this story from the show. This fic is strictly for Yugioh fans enjoyment only and I make no money off of it, unfortunately. Now that that is settled, we can get on to more important things.

NEWS!!: Hey people!! I finally figured out how to work this stupid Mac!! That's right, no more O's with the mark above them!! Muahahahaha!!! I am the superior one!!!!!!!

AnimeFan: Hello people! Before we begin this fic, I'd like to make a few things clear.
#1. I don't own the name Ouiji. I sw it being used by another author/authoress and I've been told that person's name several times but I'm terrible at memorizing. ^-^
#2. I AM NOT THE ANIMEFAN THAT WRITES THOSE DAMNED TEA/SETO FICS!!! THIS IS STRICTLY A YAMI/SETO FIC, OK!!!!!! SO IF YOU'RE ONE OF THOSE STRANGE IDIOTS THAT READ SETO/TEA FICS GET THE HELL OUT OF MY STORY! YOU'RE WASTING FANFICTION SPACE AND ENERGY!!!!!!!
#3. Sorry about that, I almost lost my cool. Ok, number three, this fic is the prequel to Silent Tears. That means this is all about what happened to Yami, Seto, and company in their past lives in Egypt before they became the people they are today.
#4. Two things in four, I might just try the lemon thing one more time. Hey, no one's perfect the first time. Also, the characters will be a little out of character due to the fact that they are not the same people, but themselves before their life in Tokyo.
#5. I'll let Chibi Seto, my muse for this story, do the honor! ^-^

Chibi Seto: Yeah!!! Otay, hello again people! ^-^ It's me, Seto, from AnimeFan's The Chibi Files. Lol. Anywho, just some info on the identities of the characters. Personally, it's pwetty obvious whom they are but just for you to know...

Setoek the Magician of Dark Arts- It's me, Seto Kaiba! **giggle** ^-^
Ouiji the youngest prince- Yami Yugi, of course people.
Kale the thief- Yami Bakura, who else would an albino-haired thief be?
Jono the Greek merchant- Joey Wheeler, you know, the blonde from Yugi's gang. No not the girl, that's Mai!
Malik the oldest prince- Well, this one's pwetty obvious unless you don't know who Malik Ishtar is in the first place.
Princess Teana- Ewwww! Tea Gardener, in this story! AnimeFan, what are you thinking!!
Honda the spy- Triston, don't know his last name. AnimeFan used his Japanese name in this story.
Isis the princess- This is Isis Ishtar, duh. Same comments as Malik.

AnimeFan: Ok! Thank you, Chibi Seto!

Chibi Seto: ^-^ (huggles his stuffed blue eyes white dragon doll)

AnimeFan: ^-^ Awe, so kawaii. Oh! Hee hee, on to the story!

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Chapter 1- Fire and Ice


A long time ago, before the great pyramids where built and the Nile tamed, the land was a barren region of death. Desert after desert, sand following sand, nothing existed in this vast wasteland. The Divine Ones, six powerful gods and goddesses, looked down onto this land with great emptiness in their hearts. They longed for life and time to exist in this world they had discovered. So these great entities knelt down to the earth and each bestowed a gift to this world. Isis, Nepythes, Ra, Horus, Anubis, and Osiris poured their courage, wisdom, power, and love into the land and thus from the desert sprang life in many different forms and purposes. From their breath, the gods gave birth to the elements of Fire, Water, Wind, and Earth. From their tears, we the Mons were given life and power of our own. And from their sperm and egg, Humans were created and places amongst us.

At this time, the beginning of all, everything had its purpose in life. We all lived in harmony, safe under the protection of the Divine Ones. But there was one god who looked at our peaceful utopian world and cringed in disgust. Set, an evil and twisted god, snuck behind the backs of the Divine Ones and gathered followers amongst the easily manipulated humans. He led them into war in an attempt to overthrow the Divine Ones and become all mighty, but Seth, another god who had not wished to deal into the affairs of his peers, had looked down at Earth and fell in love with our beautiful world. He saw into Set's evil plot and quickly alerted his brethren to the villain's scheme. Because of Seth, the Divine Ones were able to prepare and counter Set, sending the evil entity into a crushing defeat. Together, the Divine Ones and Seth used their immortal power to seal Set away in the core of the Earth. From that day on, Seth earned the respect of his peers and a place among the Divine Ones.

But evil does not rest nor sleep. Set spent his years of solitude gathering strength from darkness. Finally, two thousand years later, Set broke free of his prison and seeped across the land as a dark mist. He entered the bodies of his willing followers and through them, the first of the Shadow Games was born. His followers reeked their evil across our world and gathered more supporters, more vile demons. They captured us Mons and forced us to fight each other for their own sick entertainment. But Set's evil was not effective to just humans, no, some Mons were plagued with the malevolent mist. They rose amongst us and fought against the humans, killing woman and children. They captured the humans and forced them to be their slaves. Thus began the 200-year massacre, the Shadow/Light War, in which today we have come to call it.

Set's actions did not go unnoticed. Seth and Ra looked upon the earth one day and saw the endless chaos that had been our world. A great meeting was held among the Divine Ones and a decision made. The Divine Ones could not fight Set in the form he had taken within his followers, instead they once again knelt down to the earth and pricked their finger. One drop of blood from each of the six deities created one mystical item. In these six sennen items, where the powers of the god or goddess that created them.

The Puzzle of Ra appeared before a human, destined to be the first pharaoh of Egypt. Embedded within it was Ra's wisdom and power, giving its possessor courage and strategic advantage. To the soon-to-be pharaoh's wife, Isis' Band gave sight into the future and past. Among a band of thieves, the Ring of Nepythes appeared with the moon goddess's crafty and cunning skills sealed within it. Horus' Ankh was bestowed in the possession of a merchant, in it powerful healing properties. Before a Persian Emperor, Anubis' Eye, which gave its owner the power to see all and more. Last, to the Emperor's guard, Osiris' Scales with the power to weigh the purity of one's soul. With these gifts of power, the Divine Ones looked to the people of their world to restore peace and harmony.

Alas, Set saw this and in turn created a mystical item of his own, a rod that became a dagger. He gave this to the soon-to-be pharaoh's son and in it was his evil and darkness. The boy took the dagger and set out, corrupting the minds of the other sennen bearers. Despair doubled as with their new powers the humans captured and tortured even more Mons. Falling to their knees, the tear-born creatures of the gods cried out towards the heavens for salvation. Their cries fell to the ears of the young god, Seth. When Seth looked down and saw what had become of the one's chosen by his fellow Divine Ones, he took the tears of the Mons and from them fashioned a spear in which he stabbed himself through his heart.

As the young god fell, his blood came down in a shower of red. The blood-soaked water, earth, wind, and fires came together to form a mystical orb, the Heart of Seth. In it was his love, compassion, and hope for the Mons, now known as Duel Monsters, and the power to purify the corrupted hearts of the other sennen holders. His heart remained hidden within the sands until one day a young Dark Magician stumbled upon it. Though the small spellcaster has yet to realize it, only he can bring hope and light into the hearts of those who have inherited the other seven sennen items. Now that young mage wears the last hope of the earth's fate around his neck and though his road seems to end at the gates of the Lower Egyptian Kingdom, his journey has only yet begun.

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The young magician entered the palace, his mother to his right and the rest of their court closely behind them. The brown-haired mage did his best to keep his eyes on the ground, but the size and brilliance of the palace tempted him to observe his surroundings. The young man had never been to the Realm of the Light before nor had he ever been in palace. Everything was new and wondrous to him, and though the fate bestowed upon him was a grim one, his insides jumped and twisted with excitement.

The walls of the palace were made of the finest marble, sanded down to the point one could see his reflection in it. Tapestries of fine silk from foreign countries were draped upon the walls and floors with their beautiful vibrant reds, blues, greens, and yellows adding to the splendor. Doors ten times a man's height were here and there, some with guards stationed next to them and intricate carvings were engraved into them. Designs telling stories about great pharaohs before, prayers to the gods, and some just telling what was in the room decorated the doors and even some of the walls.

A delicate hand on the mage's shoulder made the young man look over at his mother. She scolded him for his curiosity and the brunette averted his eyes back to the ground. The growing need to explore his whereabouts drove him to look up once again, but this time a huge door embedded with gold and precious gems lay before them with four to six guards stationed around. His stomach twisted with fear and excitement as they stopped and the guards acknowledged their presence. Then one entered through the door and the brunette strained to see what was beyond them.

After a time, the guard returned and ushered the troupe in through the door. Inside, the young man scanned the room with a bit of awe. His eyes halted on a figure resting among silk cushions next to another, older man. They looked to be father and son, but the son intrigued the mage the most. He had a crop of spiked reddish-black hair, with golden bangs that framed his tanned face. He wore silken robes that hugged every curve of his body leaving none hidden to the eye and golden bracelets and other jewels garnished his figure. It was his eyes that took the brunette's breath away, their beautiful but fiery amber contrasted with his icy sapphire.

They captured his and no amount of effort could break the gaze held between the two boys. The mage suddenly became aware that his mother was speaking and finally averted his gaze to the ground. He could still feel those amber eyes staring at him though and his insides squirmed. Your majesty, I am Tierra of the Dark Mage Clan that hails to the east of the Gruol Mountains of the Shadow Realm. In honor of your twenty-ninth anniversary of your reign, I present my son, Setoek, as a gift and offer for peace between our people and yours. Setoek lifted his eyes to the pharaoh and bowed some what stiffly. The pharaoh frowned and stroked his chin, I am honored by offering, Tierra, but I have many of your kind already. Setoek's stomach jolted with fear and relief, but the amber eyed son continued to stare at him.

His mother hesitated and frowned slightly, Please, your majesty. My son is not a normal Dark Magician. His power is as great or greater then any mage ever born, and so we call him the Magician of Dark Arts. The pharaoh stroked his chin thoughtfully and Setoek found himself unable to breath in the tension. The king had to except him or there would be no reassurance for the safety of his people. His eyes turned to the pharaoh's son who had turned to whisper something in his father's ear. The pharaoh whispered something back and a slight conversation broke between the two. Then the pharaoh pulled away from his son and gave Setoek an appraising look, I will not take the gift of your son, but my own boy Ouiji wishes possession of him. Once again, I thank you for your gift Tierra. Your leave is granted as well as the well-being of your people.

Setoek said his goodbyes with his mother and watched them leave, both happy for his people and afraid for himself. The amber-eyed boy scared him slightly with such beauty and now he would belong to him. Setoek was ushered from the room by several slave girls to be bathed and be taken to the room he would call his own. As Setoek crossed the room with the slaves he found himself once again captured by amber eyes.

The next couple of minutes flew by with great speed. Setoek had insisted on bathing himself and in privacy, much to the annoyance of the slaves. He had given in when they insisted on combing his strangely-colored, brunette hair and fitting on his new clothing. Setoek stood in front of the silver slab that served as a mirror and admired his new garments. A rather strange, black material that hugged to his skin served as pants; an article of clothing introduced to Egyptians by merchants of foreign countries. His shirt was nothing more than a no-sleeved, dark-purple garment that buttoned down to the waist where it lay out about him loosely like a robe. He had been allowed to keep his Dark Magician's hat but in the heat it had wilted to where it hanged down behind him instead of sticking straight up. On his upper right arm was a golden band and on his lower left arm was a golden bracelet crafted to look like a snake coiling around near his wrist. Around his neck on a silver chain hung a medium-sized amethyst orb with a single golden band around it and the all-seeing eye embedded in the sun-colored material.

Setoek thought that he looked nothing like the other Dark Magicians. Then again, he had always been different and that was why they called him the Magician of Dark Arts instead of the Misfit Dark Magician. The slaves hustled him away from the mirror down another richly decorated hall towards yet another richly decorated door. He was beginning to find that humans were very serious about showing off their riches and power in everything including their architecture. In fact, he wouldn't be surprised if he saw a gold, jewel incrusted vermin trap. Stumbling, the young mage was pushed through the door into a nicely furnished room.

Once inside, the slaves closed the door behind him and finally left him alone. If this is what life was going to be like, being pushed around everywhere by slaves, then Setoek was sure the gods couldn't have cursed him more. Crossing the room, the brunette settled down on the floor and leaned back against the bed, pulling his knees to his chest for some form of comfort. A soft, warm glow radiated from the orb around his neck and the boy smiled, grateful for the friendly warmth. He wasn't sure how long he stayed like that, though he may of remained that way forever had it not been for the sound of footsteps announcing a visitor.

Setoek looked up curiously to see who had come to visit him in a place like this. His insides squirmed as the familiar amber eyes of the pharaoh's son looked back at him in silent awe. He cringed slightly and watched as the prince walked slowly over towards him and studied him with open admiration. Blood rushed to his face and Setoek drew his knees closer, trying to ignore the excited emotions rushing through him. His mother had warned him that humans kept Mons for many different reasons, most to duel but some for other more personal satisfaction. She had done everything to prepare him for whatever would happen once behind the closed walls of Lower Egypt. He was prepared, physically and mentally, but not emotionally, at least not like this.

Ouiji moved over to sit on the edge of the bed next to him. Much to Setoek's surprise the prince allowed himself to run his hand through the brunette's hair. Leaning down he smelled the lavender and jade in the brown tresses. Setoek made no move to pull away but instead remained perfectly still. He was terribly afraid and at the same time turned on by the prince's actions. Struggling to retain his posture, Setoek bit his lip to hold back the surprised gasp as Ouiji allowed himself to explore his upper body. Leaning over, he whispered into the brunette's ear, Don't be afraid of me and I'll show you things that no one has shown you before.

Setoek's eyes widened and he pulled away from the other boy. He was both slightly startled and eager and this only helped to confuse his already jumbled emotions. All he had ever learned about humans was that they were cruel, heartless beings that betrayed the Divine Ones and caused the Mons beloved god, Seth, to sacrifice himself in despair. Setoek watched the prince warily, but the Egyptian human didn't make a move towards him, only watched him with amusement. Setoek cast his eyes to the ground fearfully, I'm s-s-sorry. You just startled me. Please don't dispose of me and burn my mother's village because of my foolishness.

Setoek felt a gentle hand slip under his chin and stared nervously as Ouiji lifted his face and closed the distance between them. The feel of the other kissing him sent a new form of warmth throughout his body. When the prince finally pulled away, Setoek could offer no resistance to being helped up and led over to the bed.

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AnimeFan: Oh, sorry. No lemon today, but a nice open end to the chapter for people to put their own minds to work. lol

Chibi Seto: O.O Looooonnnnnnngggg chapter!!!

AnimeFan: Yep, you can say that again. This must be the longest chapter I've ever written.

Chibi Seto: (faints from really long chapter) x_x

AnimeFan: Chibi Seto? Seto? Oh boy. Well, since little Seto here is unconscious, I'd just like to say one thing. I'm not an Egyptian scholar or anything. The names of the Egyptian gods and goddesses are all from Egyptian gods or goddesses I've heard of. The only two I'm most certain about what they are gods of are Ra and Set. lol. So bare with me. Oh, and the story of how the Divine Ones created the world and how the sennen items (millennium items) were created was something I made up on my own. So none of that story is fact. It's also the story that the Duel Monsters (Mons) told each other and they see Seth as the main and most beloved god instead of Ra. That I made up to. So just bare with me, ok? ^-^'

Chibi Seto: Ohhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!! Soda pop! ^-^

AnimeFan: No! Seto! Drop that coke right now! You know you get hyper off of caffeine!

Special thanks to my little sister, who helped me to rewrite this onto our new Mac Computer that doesn't accept Disks. Ahhhh!!! All my stories on my disk and this stupid thing doesn't take them!