Two Egyptians and a Girl
SUMMARY- One faithful day, Kaiba has travelled back in time and is Seth, King Atem's cousin. He also seems to realize that he is the reincarnation of Seth, 5000 years ago. He then remembers Kisara, the soul of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon and the love of his life. He sets off to declare his love for her but realizes that she is arranged to marry-Marik, who loves her dearly as well! Now he must fight for the love of his beloved Kisara.
CHAPTER ONE "Seto, let's go now!" begged Mukoba, his eyes all puppy-like. Seto said nothing and continued tapping on his latest laptop he invented himself. Pretending that he couldn't hear him, Kaiba typed some more and sent a email to his nemisis, Joey Wheeler, or as he liked to call him, Chihuara.
After typed some rude insults, he sent the blackmail and was about to twell his younger brother off when the phone rang. Normally no one would ever dared to called him at this time of the day, for he was in a grumpy mood and was easily pissed off.
Hastily he picked up the phone, a voice spoke, repeating the same words over and over again. Kaiba thought to himself carefully and quietly. He had heard this voice before, for it sounded familiar. The same female voice, that never showed no sign of fear and nervousness. It was Izushu, Marik's older sister. She told him lies in which were true facts. It wasn't until Marik threatened to dominate the world did he realize that it all seem to make sense.
He still held the reciever and listened to her repeating words,'Museum'. He snapped back angrily and realized what she wanted, for him to meet her in the museum. Quickly he closed him latop and dragged his borther, Mokoba to come with him.
Hastily they ran to the museum in the rain. Kaiba muttered angrily to himself, thinking it better be a good excuse for him to be soaking wet. finally they reached yje museum. old, tall and solid built was the museum of archeology. he swung opened the door and ran ever faster to Izushu's exhibit. When they reached there, she was waiting, holding her necklace and examinating it carefully.
"What is that you want?!" snapped Kaiba.
"I only wish for you to understand who you were 500 years ago," replied Izushu calmly.
"Quit your babbling and tell me why I am here?" remarked Kaiba.
"Follow me," commanded Izushu.
Kaiba and his brother followed her until they came to a drak room. Inside was nothing except something large, covered in a huge white, spotless cloth. Suddenly Izushu pulled the cloak down and Kaiba stood there, motionless, amazed at what was before him.
It was a mirror, but no ordinary one. It had a golden frame and legs yet he didn't see him whatsoever. Instead there was a warp, a swirl in the mirror, making strange noises.
"What is this?" demanded Kaiba.
"It is a time portal, a machine which allows you to travel back in time," replied Izushu again.
"This doesn't explain anything. I didn't come here to look at a bizarre mirror," reorted Kaiba.
"True. You are here so that you can go back in time and realize who you were 500 years ago."
"Rubbish. You can't be serious!"
"Oh but I am Seto Kaiba."
Softly she pushed him in and the warp sucked him in. Mukoba stood there, in horror. Yet Izushu stood there with a blank expression on her face.
There was only one explanation, Kaiba had just went back in time.
SUMMARY- One faithful day, Kaiba has travelled back in time and is Seth, King Atem's cousin. He also seems to realize that he is the reincarnation of Seth, 5000 years ago. He then remembers Kisara, the soul of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon and the love of his life. He sets off to declare his love for her but realizes that she is arranged to marry-Marik, who loves her dearly as well! Now he must fight for the love of his beloved Kisara.
CHAPTER ONE "Seto, let's go now!" begged Mukoba, his eyes all puppy-like. Seto said nothing and continued tapping on his latest laptop he invented himself. Pretending that he couldn't hear him, Kaiba typed some more and sent a email to his nemisis, Joey Wheeler, or as he liked to call him, Chihuara.
After typed some rude insults, he sent the blackmail and was about to twell his younger brother off when the phone rang. Normally no one would ever dared to called him at this time of the day, for he was in a grumpy mood and was easily pissed off.
Hastily he picked up the phone, a voice spoke, repeating the same words over and over again. Kaiba thought to himself carefully and quietly. He had heard this voice before, for it sounded familiar. The same female voice, that never showed no sign of fear and nervousness. It was Izushu, Marik's older sister. She told him lies in which were true facts. It wasn't until Marik threatened to dominate the world did he realize that it all seem to make sense.
He still held the reciever and listened to her repeating words,'Museum'. He snapped back angrily and realized what she wanted, for him to meet her in the museum. Quickly he closed him latop and dragged his borther, Mokoba to come with him.
Hastily they ran to the museum in the rain. Kaiba muttered angrily to himself, thinking it better be a good excuse for him to be soaking wet. finally they reached yje museum. old, tall and solid built was the museum of archeology. he swung opened the door and ran ever faster to Izushu's exhibit. When they reached there, she was waiting, holding her necklace and examinating it carefully.
"What is that you want?!" snapped Kaiba.
"I only wish for you to understand who you were 500 years ago," replied Izushu calmly.
"Quit your babbling and tell me why I am here?" remarked Kaiba.
"Follow me," commanded Izushu.
Kaiba and his brother followed her until they came to a drak room. Inside was nothing except something large, covered in a huge white, spotless cloth. Suddenly Izushu pulled the cloak down and Kaiba stood there, motionless, amazed at what was before him.
It was a mirror, but no ordinary one. It had a golden frame and legs yet he didn't see him whatsoever. Instead there was a warp, a swirl in the mirror, making strange noises.
"What is this?" demanded Kaiba.
"It is a time portal, a machine which allows you to travel back in time," replied Izushu again.
"This doesn't explain anything. I didn't come here to look at a bizarre mirror," reorted Kaiba.
"True. You are here so that you can go back in time and realize who you were 500 years ago."
"Rubbish. You can't be serious!"
"Oh but I am Seto Kaiba."
Softly she pushed him in and the warp sucked him in. Mukoba stood there, in horror. Yet Izushu stood there with a blank expression on her face.
There was only one explanation, Kaiba had just went back in time.
