Summary:
An ancient tale of forbidden love - set in the mystical ancient lands of Egypt…
After losing his love, the high and powerful priest Seth refuses to open his heart. Restless, cold and unmoved, the high priest is haunted by his dark, sinister past and he soon finds destiny is against him. A web of lies and deceit encircle the man's enigmatic past and as two fates are entwined Seth struggles to defy his forbidden, elusive feelings for the one woman he can't have.
Relationships, friendships and alliances will be broken and betrayed in this trap of illicit love – wars will be waged, hearts will be broken, lives will be stifled, the shadows will consume.
It is all or nothing…
(A/N: This is newly updated from when I first posted the fic so it is quite a different summary)
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I've decided that the pairings will remain a mystery for the time being (…you'll figure it out soon enough). Hehe…
The story will feature: Atem, Seth, OC, Isis, Malik, Jouno, Bakura, and maybe more as the story progresses. There will also be a few special appearances by some characters as well.
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Author's Note: Hey peoples I'm pretty new to this site and the yugioh series, but I am so very, very addicted to it and I luv ancient Egypt so I decided to give the whole story writing thing a go. The story is a bit slow moving, but hey, I don't really like those sudden romances (seems sort of unrealistic).
This is my first fan fic so don't be expecting tooo much. Comments and criticisms are welcomed (but plz no flames) I have included both the prologue and first chapter in this to give readers a taste of the story. Sorry for the shortness of the chapter ...Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own yugioh (unfortunately). Damn.
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Prologue
Holding my last breath
Safe inside my self Are all my thoughts of you.
Sweet ruptured light
It ends here tonight...
(Evanesance - Holding my last breath)
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The eerie silence was deafening. The dark figure watched the faint shadow sprint across the golden sands of Egypt. Painfully beautiful, the small framed blue haired girl stumbled upon a sand dune, her intense azure eyes flashing in panic, her long ashen hair trailing behind her in a river of indigo. Sweat droplets clung on to her delicate, pallid body, which now was coated in gritty sand as she scampered over the massive colliding bank.
He had told her to run. There was to be no looking back. She was to protect both herself and the unborn child within her slightly swollen belly. It was his wish. She was to hide herself within the sweet refuge of their secret oasis. There she would be safe until he came, at the first lights of Re. As quickly as her lean legs would carry her, she dashed across the desert sand, slowly disappearing form the dark figure's view. She was going to make it. The safe haven stood only a few paces from her.
The crimson red bolt abruptly cut across the desert sky, silently illuminating the consuming darkness around it. Moving at a lightning, fast pace the bolt travelled rapidly towards the fleeing shadow. A hasty scream pierced the soundless air as a figure engulfed in the dark red mist fell hopelessly, face first into the sand.
The silence and blackness that had once dominated returned. The girl was lying motionless in the sand; all signs of life had left her. Her impossible blue orbs shone nothing more than a vast emptiness. She was on her way to meet Osiris.
She had fallen into the shadows...
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If you like it plz keep reading cuz here's the first chapter!
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Chapter 1
But my dreams,
They aren't as empty
As my conscious seems to be.
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance that's never free...
(Limp Bizkit - Behind Blue Eyes)
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The vast room was bathed in the yielding first light of Amen. The tall priest stirred violently and opened his dark, sapphire eyes, adapting them to the humble first light of the sun. He sat up with such abruptness that his bed shook dangerously.
It was a dream. Once again, it was merely a dream.
The room glistened in Re's morning glow, flaunting off the elusive Egyptian art inscribed along the smooth palace walls. He laid back down, breathing heavily. Seth rested unmoved for a few moments taking in the magnificence that surrounded him, hoping it would cease his worries.
Walls, delicately painted with ancient arts were coupled with the splendour of the sight of the Nile itself. From his bed, he could glimpse the intense shimmer of the Nile through the open balcony.
Seth sluggishly got up. The nightmares seemed to like an endless cloud. Stumbling off his bed clumsily he felt the effect of the lack of sleep. The nightmares were more frequent and he often found himself awake at night. Not sleeping well for the past week, weariness had taken a heavy toll on the young man. Dark circles, paired with faint, slumped bags shaped beneath his weary, blue eyes.
Two and a half years have past. Two long miserable, dark years, yet she still lingers on to haunt him in slumber. Her presences in his dreams still an undying love that consumes him whole. She was and still is his love.
He decided to take a cool bath.
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Seth got out of the tub and dried himself. Still tired, but fully awake he fumbled around a large chest, where he kept all his belongings. He pulled out a simple black robe and slipped it on; the lightness of the silk brushed against his skin and sent a faint quiver down his spine. A faint knock echoed from his door.
"Enter", he stated in his deep, cavernous, derisive voice.
"Forgive me high priest, but the pharaoh bids for your presence". A common servant announced, slightly her voice slightly quivering. She bowed her body low, avoiding eye contact and looking as profoundly as she could into the floor to evade his cold gaze. The young priest was well known for his sudden outbursts, especially in the early mornings and she did not wish to be whipped today.
"Very well. Notify the pharaoh I shall attend to him shortly", the high priest replied in his usual detached, flat tone.
The servant girl left, relief to her side for he seemed peculiarly calm and content this morning, a small smile formed in the tiny corners of her mouth as she headed back to the throne room.
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Seth's heart lightened somewhat as he made his way down the long corridor to the throne room. Atem was the only person that could better his mood. He was his closest friend, his greatest rival; there stood a great bond between the two young men. Raised together in the palace, they were of similar in age and both shared the same divine blood.
The priest entered the gigantic room. Atem was already seated on his golden throne, his face young and proud. The pharaoh was handsome, his features delicate and sharp were teamed well with his odd, but striking tri coloured hair. This had earned him a popular reputation well known amongst the ladies of the palace. His piercing, distinct violet eyes look upon Seth as he entered the room.
"Good morning cousin." The pharaoh spoke, his voice a deep and clear tone of a boy newly entered in manhood. He seemed in a pleasant mood as usual, Seth thought, snickering good-heartedly on the inside. Atem never cease to amuse him; kind, but firm, calm, yet passionate. He was indeed the opposite of the direct, cold, unmoving and sometimes cruel priest. Atem was odd in his ways and on occasion confused the wise priest, yet somehow the people loved the newly crowned pharaoh.
"Good morning pharaoh", Seth replied in an abnormally friendly tone. It was only with Atem that he felt truly open to all of his emotions for he adored the younger pharaoh, much like an older brother adored his younger sibling.
"Seth you are my cousin and friend", the pharaoh said. Once again he had to correct the high priest. "...not pharaoh, just Atem".
Seth sighed; he was not comfortable with calling the pharaoh, one who represented Horus on Earth, one who was a God in his own right... by merely his first name. Although he knew the pharaoh better than anyone else, he felt it improper for one with such status to be called anything less. "Very well... Atem".
"As you know Seth, I am approaching my 17th year", he pause "and I think it would be fitting to organise a grand feast for the occasion. The high royals and nobles from Egypt as well as Cypress and Rome will be invited. This will give us a chance to relax as well as to get acquainted with the others. It shall be a great occasion indeed".
In the inner depths of his mind, Seth groaned in detest. He found parties and banquettes to be tiresome and wasteful. Mingling with people was not in his cold interest, but since it was the pharaoh's 17th year, he would not object. "An excellent plan pha-, Atem".
"It will be good. I hope you enjoy it Seth, you have seemed tense and restless of late." Atem said; Seth's previous fumbling with words gone unnoticed.
"Do not worry Atem. The hot weather has disrupted my sleep of late. I shall be fine soon enough", the priest replied, his voice with the lightness of a lie.
Seth offcourse was lying through his teeth. He cared for his best friend, the pharaoh dearly and was willing to tell him all that stood in the inner depths of his mind. All except this one. Anything but this single enigma, for it was too dark, too sinister of a secret to tell anyone, not even Atem.
"I hope so cousin. You know it is about time you found a woman, most men our age are engaged or married. I for one am keeping a keen eye open, both for you and myself. Maybe you shall find a match at the feast", the young man seated on the throne said teasingly with a sly wink. Seth was 18 and at that age he was expected to marry.
Seth who stood silently flatly replied, "I do not intend to marry anytime soon", but with a rising look of gentle disagreement on the younger man's face. He sighed "We shall see".
The young priest had been given his fair share of proposals. Various nobles and priestesses practically threw themselves at him for he, the young handsome priest, was Pharao (the highest ranking high priest), the king's closest cousin and with no question indeed, the second most powerful man in the rich country of Egypt. His divine blood, high status and pharaoh's favour was enough for him to unofficially, surpassed even the powers of the vizier. He had no interest in women and politely, but firmly refused all offers that came his way. No one was able to capture his heart as the azure eyed girl could those long nights ago.
"Excellent! The feast will be held in the next full moon." Atem exclaimed, signalling to a servant in the corner he said, "Go fetch the vizier, I shall have him organise for this banquette immediately".
And with that the young priest was dismissed for his morning priesthood duties.
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Well that's it for this chapter! Hope you enjoyed it and plz plz review!