I finally got the prequel up for Past to Future Love. If you haven't read it I suggest that you do, but I don't know that this would make a difference since it's the prequel and all. This for everyone who has been waiting. However, I have to explain a few things first. In the Egypt that I write about there will be two kingdoms ruled by brothers until their respective heirs take over. The two kingdoms are completely different from each other, as you will see later. Yami's father will be referred to as Yugioh and Yami to himself. Also a woman can rule, but it is looked upon as a man's job which makes it hard for our female ruler. All of the other Yugioh characters will be introduced later. If ya got any questions leave them in the review. Now enjoy the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh or Heishin from the Yugioh game Forbidden Memories, that's a surprise. Yeah right.
It was in the darkness of the night that the high mage of Pharaoh Yugioh's kingdom entered his palace.
"What do you have to report Heishin?"
"Only that your brother, Amentep, is still prospering."
"What of his wife?"
"She has been poisoned and has not been able to produce a child."
"Good work, my brother does not deserve such a prosperous kingdom. Beliefs that people should have freedom, how preposterous."
"The poor are made to be ruled by the rich, not be their equals. They are trash and unwanted. They are only good as slaves and workers. Such filthy beasts."
"Now I know why I made you my high mage. We think so much alike."
"As much as I hate to admit Pharaoh, but his kingdom still thrives above our own."
"For now, but without the queen able to produce a heir, the kingdom shall come to me by default and when I rule the people will be taken from my brother's teachings and thrown into mine. And you shall stand by my side, along with my son Yami. You will never have to worry about anything if you can insure that the kingdom will become mine when Amentep dies. Time does not matter, for I am a very patient man."
"The time will come Great Pharaoh when all of Egypt will belong to us."
Darkness had overtaken the sky and the sand cast a dark aura over the land that was known as ancient Egypt. Now that the sun had gone down, the hot, golden colored sand gave way to its night disguise, dark purples, rich blues and the occasional color black, as it represented the shadows. During this time of night animals roamed and walked about, as did one man who had been called to help his Pharaoh and queen. A lit torch, carried by the man, helped to guide the way to the two people that required his services.
It was late in the night when the current rulers of Iteah, a part of ancient Egypt, called on their most trusted prophet. The Pharaoh and his queen, both wringing their hands in anticipation, sat at their throne and waited patiently for the prophet to enter the chamber. When the man arrived, he walked through the chamber's heavy doors and entered with the assistance of a guard. The guard had been holding the man around the waist and the man had an arm over the guard's shoulder. The guard gently pulled his arms from around the man's waist, steadying the man before he bowed to his rulers, and exited the room. The man waited to gather himself, then moved past two guards who held up weapons, both ready to strike if they felt that any harm would come to their master or his spouse. He shuffled past golden statues of the animal that the Egyptians called most sacred, the cat and then past vibrant, green, native plants that overflowed from their baskets. On the walls were hieroglyphics that depicted the past lives of the past rulers of Iteah, and also white, black, and gold candles that had been lit for his arrival. Sheer colored fabric hung loosely over the windows and dark rich rugs covered the hard, stone floor. As the old man neared the couple, a white and brown cat darted past his feet, almost causing him to fall, and nestled itself in the arms of the queen, purring as she gave it the attention it wanted. The old man continued to drag his feet and the blue robe he wore pulled helplessly behind him. His gray-streaked, black hair, which was braided in some areas, fell to his shoulders in loose, thick locks and the shorter areas gathered around his face. The thin frail man walked up to the two rulers and bowed before them, then gently grabbed the queen's hand and placed it on his eyes.
"I can't see my Queen, but I feel that something troubles you." He removed the queen's hand to reveal his eyes, surrounded by wrinkles and age spots. He had no color surrounding his pupils, only dark holes in the middle white seas. The queen rose from her throne, setting the cat down beside her, and fell to her knees in front of the soothsayer. She bowed her head and started to weep quietly. The old man placed a hand on the top of her head and spoke to the queen softly.
"What troubles you?" The queen without hesitation began to spill her worries onto the old man.
"We have no heir, soothsayer. I was not able to bear a child and my husband worries over who shall reign after we are gone. We wish for our people to be led just as we have led them." The queen closed her hands over the soothsayer's hands and kissed them.
"Please help us." The queen lowered her head again and the old man stood there for a moment in some sort of a trance. He chanted a few words in Egyptian and a few others in a language that the queen was unfamiliar with. When he had finished, the old man held out his hands so the Pharaoh and the queen could join him at his side.
"Stand my Queen and dismiss your worries, for I have news that will please you." The man grabbed the Pharaoh's hand and squeezed the queen's even tighter.
"What do you see soothsayer?" The Pharaoh asked as he stood next to his wife.
"Lord Pharaoh and my gracious queen, your answer only comes to me in words and nothing more."
"What are these words?" The Pharaoh asked hanging on to the man's every word.
"Gold shall rule this kingdom."
"Gold?" The Pharaoh and his queen questioned together. The soothsayer nodded and then raised his hand.
"There is more."
"Please continue."
"Gold shall rule this kingdom. Not the gold of wealth, but gold of the body. The eyes shall rule and the mane will stand by the eyes' side in aid. Both will be together, but of separate bodies. When they are found they must be marked with the story of the Pharaoh. On the mane it shall be seen, but on the eyes it will disappear. Only when they are brought together at the right time will a secret be revealed. The eyes shall be loyal to the people, as will the mane. They must never be separated by tragic death or all will fall." The soothsayer pulled himself from the trance he was in and stumbled, causing the Pharaoh to stand behind him.
"Do you wish to rest?"
"No, my weakness will only be temporary. I shall be fine. You must search for your heirs." The soothsayer's scratchy voice discontinued speaking as he looked at the two rulers, bowed once again, and turned to leave the room.
"Thank you for your assistance. My husband and I wish you well." The queen said quietly as she took a bag of coins from a table beside her.
"There is no need for your money. My payment will come when the people are ruled by your heirs' wisdom and kindness." The soothsayer hobbled out of the room and left the queen holding the bag of coins.
As the soothsayer left the room and entered the hall he could hear the Pharaoh order his guards to begin a search for anyone with golden eyes or hair. Minutes later he felt guards brush past him as they went on search for the future rulers of Iteah.
Golden eyes looked into the purple ones of her partner, signaling the other to create a distraction, so she could escape with the goods she had stolen from the stand. The boy, around the age of ten or so, gave a curt nod to his female partner and went to divert the shopkeeper's attention. The girl, the same age as the boy, huddled behind a large basket that held ripe dates and an assortment of nuts. In her hand she held a bag filled with the dates and nuts mentioned, but the bag also contained apples, other fruit, and a loaf of bread she had stolen from another stand earlier. The young girl looked over the rim of the basket she was hiding behind, being careful not to make any noise, and saw the shopkeeper looking at her friend distrustfully.
"What are you going to get boy? I'll call the guards if you try to steal anything."
"I am just looking Sir."
"Well hurry and make your decision. You are wasting my time." The boy continued to look and the girl slowly moved from the place she was hiding. As she slipped by the shopkeeper and closer to the point of exit, her friend looked up and tossed two coins on the shopkeeper's stand.
"I'll take an apple." The man grabbed an apple and shoved it at the boy.
"Took you long enough. Go on and get away from here, you're hurting my business."
"Yes Sir." The boy turned to walk away, keeping an eye on his friend. He stood beside a wall and beckoned the girl to come. She shook her head and waited until the customer the man had been dealing with had left, and then she took off in a sprint, knocking over a large pot in the process. The sudden clang of the pot hitting the ground startled the man and he turned to see the young girl run away from his stand. The shopkeeper yelled for the guards.
"Guards! Thief!" The girl looked back to see the Pharaoh's guards point at her in their gold and black uniforms and pull their swords. The young girl dashed through the streets, not bothering to look behind her. She knew that the guards were now probably chasing her and she did not wish to get caught. She dodged the people walking through the market, bumping a few in the process. When she reached the corner where her friend stood, they both took off down the maze of alleyways, with the guards close on their trails. They ran through the alleys, a puzzle that they long ago solved, and the boy began to climb a small wall that led into someone's house.
"Come on Destonia, in here." The girl followed the boy and began to climb for the window, but one of the guards grabbed her foot and yanked her down. The girl screamed and fell onto one of the guards, dropping the bag that was in her hand. She struggled to free herself from the guard, but it was no use, he was too strong.
"Let me go!" The girl screamed and her partner leapt from the window onto the guard that held his friend.
"Let her go!"
"Leave me Malik, run!" The boy refused to leave and grabbed the bottom of the rough material the girl wore and pulled on it.
"I can't leave you here. They'll whip you for stealing!" The other guard grabbed the young boy, lifting him off the ground, and threw him against a wall.
"Shut up boy. We might not even have to waste the whip on this one, we could just kill her." The guard who currently had the girl in his arms picked her up by the neck and threw her to the ground.
"Two more pieces of dirt that the Pharaoh won't have to deal with. That stone should take care of the task." The two children's eyes widened in horror as it dawned on them what the guards were planning to do to them.
"Hmm, two insignificant thieves won't be missed." The lead guard said as his partner brought him the large stone that he had pointed to just a few seconds ago. The two guards kicked the children thoughtlessly, then left them alone until the lead guard adjusted the stone in his hand to bring down on one of the children's heads. As all this was going on neither, the two children or the Pharaoh's guards noticed two other guards in the shadows. They were dressed in gold and white and held curved blades in their hands. As the lead guard raised the stone to hit the little girl in the head, one of the hidden guards jumped from the shadows and stood in front of the children.
"Leave them alone." The Pharaoh's guards snarled at the other guard and removed their blades from their sashes.
"What are you doing here? You have no say on our Pharaoh's land! Leave at once!"
"So that you may harm these children."
"They stole from the shopkeeper."
"You do not have to kill them." The lead guard who had been speaking on the Pharaoh's behalf raised his blade and his partner mimicked his motion.
"We don't tell you how to rule your people, so you don't tell us how to rule ours. We will kill them and then kill you if you cause any trouble." The two children mentioned lay on the ground wincing in pain as the guards discussed their fate, both hurting too much to get away.
"Now get out of the way so we can finish what we started." The guards in the white and gold hesitated for a moment and then the leader asked,
"What would it take to save their lives?" The two guards' eyebrows rose and then they burst into laughter.
"Save them. You want to save these two mutts? Whatever for? They are only good for work and building the pyramids. Even death is too good for them, it only helps to ease their life. Ones like these deserve to suffer." The guard said pointing his blade at the two children.
"We are serious, what would it take to save their lives?" The other guard spoke up and his comrade nodded in agreement.
"You would have to get them out of here, and I would never have to see their faces again."
"Done, we can take them back with us to our kingdom."
"Well you can have them, but you have to pay us first. So how about you head back to your Pharaoh and tell him to give you the money. The thing is that you have to make it back before we kill them."
"You might kill them as soon as we leave."
"You'll have to take that chance."
"If we had the money would you give them to us?"
"Sure, but since you don't..." The guard stopped talking when two bags of coins were thrown at he and his partner's feet. The men picked up the bags and counted the coins. Putting the bags inside of their waistbands, the Pharaoh's guards nodded to the other guards.
"Go ahead and take 'em, but they are your problem now. If I see them again I'll kill them on sight." The two guards walked away and the guards dressed in gold and white helped the two children up.
"Are you two alright?" Immediately the two children grabbed each other and backed up against the wall.
"We won't hurt you." The children continued to hold each other and one of the guards turned away dragging his partner away from them to talk among themselves.
"Arum, do you see what I see?"
"What are you talking about Tenru?
"Look at the children, I just noticed it, but aren't they what our Pharaoh is looking for?" Arum turned around and stared at the two children.
"I don't believe it. The mane and the eyes. The boy has a mane of gold and the girl has gold eyes. These are the only two that I have seen that hold up the soothsayer's prophecy. Look they are even together."
"We must get them back to our Pharaoh immediately. " The two guards turned back around to see the two children still there.
"You two must come with us."
"We don't want to leave with you." The boy said into the girl's hair.
"But you belong to our kingdom now."
"What is the difference between yours and ours?"
"Much, you will see when you get there."
"We don't know who you are." The girl spoke up and the guard smiled at her.
"My name is Arum and this is Tenru." Then the two guards asked the children their names. Both children looked up at them in surprise.
"You are not like the other guards. No one has ever asked our name, not even the people that live here. They don't even ask it when they are about to kill us." The girl paused then looked up at the head guard. "I'm Destonia." The girl spoke again and then smiled. She pulled away from the boy and ran up to the guard, grabbing his hand while her friend looked on in shock.
"Destonia!"
"Come on Malik."
"But they are guards."
"They don't feel like it." The boy still stood stubbornly beside the wall. His arms were crossed and he had a frown on his face.
"A guard is a guard."
"Malik going with them can't hurt. We'll just go with them to Iteah and if we don't like it there we can always run back here."
"And die." The boy said sulkily.
"Yes, but I feel differently about them. Have I ever misguided you?" The boy thought for a minute, walked to the other guard, and grabbed his hand.
"She is never wrong about people, so I will trust her, but that doesn't mean I trust you."
"That's fine, but we must hurry I am sure that our Pharaoh will be happy to meet you both." Tenru said and laughed lightly.
"Why, what's so special about us?"
After they had eaten their fill of food the guards put the girl and boy on their horses and then got on behind them. They rode to Iteah for the rest of the day and a good part of the night. The two children had long ago fallen asleep and missed actually entering the Iteah kingdom. When they had woken up, they were inside a large room with a strange man standing over them. Malik looked up at the man from his position down on the bed and immediately moved closer to his friend on the other end of the bed. The man was middle aged with gray hair that came to his shoulders and dark brown, almond shaped eyes. His skin showed some wear, but not as much as the usual man his age.
"Don't be afraid. I am the healer, Mirten. I have been asked by Arum and Tenru to look at you."
"What for?" The boy asked as he got out of the bed, pulling the girl along with him. The healer followed the boy, reaching out for the small girl at his side. Malik quickly found out that the man could move faster than he had expected and move quicker to evade him.
"Leave us alone!"
"Please don't yell. You are supposed to be a surprise for the Pharaoh tomorrow."
"Surprise? Are we going to be his new slaves? His pleasure slaves?"
"Oh nothing of the sort young man, now if you would just let me check your health." The healer tried to grab the girl again, but the boy pushed her out of the way.
"Leave her alone."
"But I need..." The healer was interrupted as the two guards, that had brought Destonia and Malik to the new kingdom, entered the room.
"Is the young boy, Malik, giving you trouble?" Arum said motioning his head in Malik's direction. "He is very protective of his companion, so I would suggest getting to know Destonia, the girl, first. He trusts her, so if she trusts you so will he or at least try to cooperate with you." The healer nodded and motioned the girl over. Destonia tapped Malik's hand and he released it slowly. Destonia slowly began to walk to the man while her friend called back from his position beside a large potted plant.
"Destonia don't go over there." The girl ignored him and walked up to the healer, her eyes darting from side to side.
"Destonia come back. I think that you are trusting them to quickly." Malik pleaded, but since his friend was not listening to him he followed and ended up getting to the healer before her.
"Destonia I think that your trusting senses are off today. You…" Malik was interrupted by Destonia shushing him and moving away. The healer taking his opportunity began to check the girl's teeth and hair, making sure they looked healthy and other things. The healer had finished with the girl and quickly began his inspection of the boy's body. When he had finished with both, he took them to a bathing chamber and told two female servants to have both of them cleaned and perfumed for their visit with the Pharaoh the next morning. When Mirten left, Destonia and Malik were free to take in the sight of the room and its design. The room had been decorated with marble, gold, and pieces of fabric. Large slabs of the marble covered the walls and potted plants lined them. Gold bordered the ceiling and floor in an intricate design that seemed unfamiliar to the two children. Across the floor lay rugs made of dried plants and in a corner were robes of ever color imaginable. On the walls pieces of linen hung freely from poles and a table that they had been draped over. Malik and Destonia's eyes slowly left the walls and small accessories and landed on the main focal point of the room. In the middle of the room was a large, open area, shaped like a circle, it was etched in gold and hieroglyphics lined the side. The opening was filled with water and two women sat inside, their backs against a side of the basin. Both women had black hair and dark eyes. Surrounding their eyes was dark make up of some kind and running through their hair was a light ribbon that tied the two front areas of their hair. On their foreheads, in black, was a drawing of a scarab, with a jewel where its back should be and some twisting design was drawn on their hands.
"Come young ones. You must be bathed." The first woman called from the bath. Destonia and Malik both stood dumbly at the edge of the bathing basin and stared at the women.
"Do you wish for us to help you prepare?" The second woman said. Malik simply nodded and Destonia remained still. Both women smiled pulled themselves out of the water and began walking toward the duo, nude. Destonia tried to put her hands over Malik's eyes, but he swatted her away or ducked to keep his eye on the two women.
"Now I trust them." Malik said as he ran up to the first woman and threw his arms around her waist. The other woman stood beside Destonia and began to remove what should have been called trash instead of a dress. When they had finished undressing them, the two women pulled the children in and began to bathe them. After about an half an hour of soaking, Destonia opened her eyes and lifted her head from the basin.
"See Malik I told you it was worth coming here." However, when she did not get a response she turned around to see her companion fast asleep on one of the women's chest while she washed him.
"It seems that he did not hear you young queen."
"Huh."
"I apologize, I was speaking out of turn."
"What did you say before? Something about 'young queen'."
"You will understand tomorrow, but for now you should enjoy your bath."
End of the first chapter. The next chapter is more informational and that's when Destonia and Malik get marked so yall come back now.
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