Edited Wednesday April 22,2015
"My Pharaoh," A young brunet guard kneed before the throne. The pharaoh and his advisors look down at the young man.
"Speak, Hiroto," The pharaoh replied.
Hiroto looked up at the Pharaoh, and stood. "I was down in the dungeons this morning and there were four prisoners down there… I have not seen them before, so they must have not been through court yet. So, I'm wondering when they arrived; there has not been a single prisoner since last I checked six months ago."
"They could've just arrived, Hiroto."
"But my Pharaoh, they have been whipped and beaten; I even spoke to one of the prisoners and he said that the four of them came here five months ago."
The Pharaoh's eyes glowed with interest at the news, "Bring them and the prison guards up, then." The pharaoh instructed, and with a wave of his hand, he dismissed Hiroto.
"Yugi, are you okay?" Jono asks and dipped one of the rags back into the bucket of water. He then rung the dripping rag out until it was damp and placed it on the smaller boy's head.
Yugi, Ryou, Marik, and him had been trapped in a dungeon for five months, and now Yugi was leaning against their cell wall, sweat dripping down his face, as each of his breaths seems ragged.
"I've been through worse." Yugi's replied, his voice weak. He had almost died several times by the hands of angry drunken guards already; and Jono didn't need Yugi to die on him. Yugi was a dear friend of his, and he could never live it down if the young boy had died.
"Ryou, why don't you call your ka and heal him?" Jono asked as he looked towards the tired, white-haired boy standing next to him. Ryou looked exhausted, and the clothes he was wearing seemed to hang off his slender frame. He wore a blue and white striped t-shirt, that had many holes in the back as well as the front, and his pants were plain jeans with dirt on them.
"I would if I could, but I can't. I'm just too weak," He replied in a sad voice.
"We all are Ryou; it's okay." Another boy answered. The boy had shoulder length, blonde hair, and was wearing a grimy purple hoodie and dirty cargo pants. As he answered Ryou, he wiped the sweat and dried blood from his sides that were there by the whip wounds that the guard had only just recently given him. As the three boys worked around Yugi to make him feel a little better, there came a small squeak of a door.
"Did you guys hear that?" Marik's head shot up; his lilac eyes widened when the noise came again.
"It's too early for the guards to whip us again; they only just finished about an hour ago." Jono whispered to the others, sounding calm and keeping his eyes focused on the door that only just began to creak open in the distance. The door was tugged open to reveal a young guard with pointed brown hair and dark brown eyes. Jono couldn't help but stare at this person before him. He looked like one of the Pharaoh's personal guards, because he dressed in royal guard.
"The Pharaoh wishes to see you all," The man said, and Jono sighed; his strong defensive face melted into one of pain and sorrow. The man opened the cell door for the four boys, and walked back over to the door he had entered through. After climbing up many steps, going down a long hallway, and entering another door, Jono and the others couldn't help but look around in awe as they entered what looked like the Pharaoh's throne room. They shuffled stiffly to the throne where the Pharaoh and his guard were.
"Please state your name, age, and where you are from," one of the guards next to the Pharaoh told the four boys, "The Millennium Scale will determine if you speak the truth."
All the boys glanced at each other nervously, but Jono took the first step forward to signal to comply. "I am Katsuya Jounouchi, I'm eighteen; and I am from a small town to the east of the Nile."
A small cough sounded, before Yugi shuffled closer next to Jono, "I am Yugi Moto, I'm sixteen; and I'm also from the small town east of the Nile. It is called Atfih."
The two other boys exchanged glances, and stepped forward to join the other two. "I'm Ryou Bakura, sixteen, also from Atfih."
"I'm Marik Ishtar, seventeen, again from Atfih."
The man holding the Millennium Scale waited a few seconds before turning back to the Pharaoh with a nod. The Pharaoh returned the nod, and the guard continued. "What crime did you commit for this kind of punishment?" Set's eyes were fixed on the tall blonde as the guard asked the seemed the blonde, Jonounchi, was the leader of this group.
"No crime," the blonde stated, "We were just taken from our home in of the night by those men." Jono glared at the four guards that had been ushered in by other guards.
"He lies!" One of the nameless guards screamed out. Pharaoh Tiu's eyes travel to the man who screamed.
"The scale says he speaks the truth." The Pharaoh said, glancing over at the Millennium Scale that was being held up by one of his guards. The guilty guard's faces pale to this news and all knew that they were in trouble. A Lot of trouble. Jono smirked and turn towards the guards that had taken them in.
"I told you that you wouldn't get away with doing that, didn't I?" Jono said, a smirk playing on his lips
"Shut up you damn dog!" A nameless guard hissed.
"He's not a dog." Marik interrupted, defending Jono. His eyes glowed with anger, and he directed that anger towards the guards that had captured them. He wanted them to feel his anger.
"Oh look, the little slut speaks." Another one of the guards smirked.
"Please Marik, stay calm!" Yugi pleaded, as Ryou and Jono launched forward to hold Marik back as he lurched forward. "The same goes for you Jono."Yugi added when he saw Jono's Red Eyes Black Dragon appear beside him. Jono was filled with so much rage at the guards taunting words. It was like they were begging to be smashed to pieces. Jono wanted to tear the guards apart limb by limb for calling Marik something so cruel. It made him sick to his stomach.
"Jono, call your ka back." Yugi whispered in Jono's ear. Jono's eyes wrenched away from the smirking guards, and he realized that the guards actually were asking to be hurt. At least then, the four boys would have a valid reason for being arrested in the first place, and no way was Jono going to let the slim chance that they would be able to get out alive. The dragon that Jono had summoned, turned towards Yugi, and, seeing a man standing behind him, the dragon faded away, back into Jono.
"Metsu has never liked the Dark Magician."Jono told Yugi, and threw a soft and grateful smile in his direction.
"Sorry," Yugi squeaked and willed the Magician to go back into him. Marik's Seiyaryu went back along with Ryou's Headless Knight That had appeared in case Marik had gotten past both Jono and himself. Ryou and Jono's grip slackened on Marik, and Yugi patted Marik's shoulder gently, telling him that everything was all right. An awkward silence followed soon after.
"You all have Kas!" A sudden awestruck voice sounded.
Everyone's heads, including the Pharaoh and his guard, swiveled to look at the entrance to the throne room to see two figures who strangely looked like Ryou and Marik.