"What do you want with me, Kepi?" Atem asked.

"Actually I came here to talk to Kaiba." Kepi replied. The two looked at the man in question. "Kaiba, I told you I wanted your answer by the next time you saw me. So Kaiba, will you join me or stay on this sinking ship of an empire?"

"I will never join you, Kepi." He answered her with a determined look.

She let out a defeated sigh, "I didn't think so."

"Mistress Kepi…" the new High Priestess said.

"Oh, Hilima." Kepi said just now acknowledging her presence. "That's another thing Pharaoh, you decided to replace me with a mere altar girl, really are you that under staffed?"

"Mistress Kepi! Why are you doing this?" Hilima cried, tears welling in her eyes. Ever since she was young Hilima considered Kepi to be almost like a big sister, no more like a god, she looked up to her almost worshipful.

"Oh you ridiculous girl, you haven't any idea what you're dealing with." Kepi said not an ounce of kindness in her voice. "Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with fire? Or more appropriately; lightning!" she flung her hand out in the direction of the group. Lightning flew from her hand and struck the high back of the throne creating a smoldering black spot.

Now people started to flee, once the court room had mostly cleared out all that was left was the guards, priests and priestesses. "Now Pharaoh, this is your only chance, give back what you took from me."

The Pharaoh clenched the hand on which he wore her ring, "I don't know what you're talking about!" he lied.

"Are you sure that is what you want to say?" she asked her temper flaring and sparks dancing on her skin.

"Of course, and I will say another thing, the price on your head is doubled and whoever can bring me that pretty little head of yours will be permitted to be on my council and will sit at my side. So it has been said and so it shall be done." He replied.

"Fine then, time to take off the kid gloves." A bright flash emitted from her skin and she looked in the direction of a guard. Another flash shined near the Pharaoh.

That guard suddenly had a spark of bravery and figured he could take this woman out, no doubt he had the prize the pharaoh had just announced in mind. He thrust his spear at her clenching his eyes tightly preparing for a shock of electicity, but instead there was a sickening squish as he felt his spear connect.

He opened his eyes to see he had pierced her through the chest, her eyes were wide with shock and she cough up blood.

"I-I did it. I did it everybody!" he exclaimed. He looked back to his comrades but was not met with out congratulatory smiles, instead looks of horror. "What's wrong?"

"Guard!" yelled the pharaoh "What the hell are you doing!"

The guard looked back to his victim to find that instead of Kepi hanging limp on his spear it was the new priestess, Hilima. She coughed up more blood and fell in a heap on the floor.

"Oops," Kepi said from the spot where Hilima was previously standing. "looks like you missed. You should really keep your eyes open when you attck someone."

Kaiba and Atem spun around to glare at the goddess.

"This time you've gone to far, Kepi! You shall be punished!" Atem yelled.

With a flash she was now standing at the foot of the pharaoh's platform. "You cannot harm me in this form Atem." She told him. To prove her point she picked up a fallen spear and made a gash in her forearm.

Gold blood oozed from the opening and sparks began flying up and down her arm and the wound closed within seconds. "No mortal can harm me in this form and do not fool yourself, you did not steal the source of my power. You only stole my most masterful weapon, I bet you don't even know how to use it." She mocked him.

"Silence! I stole nothing from you, it is mine! Everything is mine and no one will tell me differently!" he shouted, his eyes overflowing with fury.

"Your greed will be your downfall pharaoh." She told him.

"And your pride will be yours." He retorted.

"Well then I will leave you with this warning, if you do not comply to my demands;" she said taking on a dangerous tone. "All through the land of Egypt; I send the pestilence and plague into your house, into your bed, among your streams, among your streets, into your drink, into your bread. Upon your cattle, on your sheep, upon your oxen, in your fields, into your dreams, into your sleep. I send the thunder from the sky, I send the fire raining down. I send a hail of burning ice on every field on every town. I send the locusts on a wind such as the world has never seen, on every leaf on every stalk, until there's nothing left of green! Until you break! Until you fall!" she yelled and with one last flash she was gone.

Kepi appeared in the back of an alley to retrive her human body. Her godly form broke down into smoke and proceeded to flow back into the uninhabited body. The woman's eyes fluttered open and she took gasping breathes, she took a few minutes to regain her composure.

She rose, only to be knocked down again by a blinding light. As the light faded Horus came into view, fury plain on his face.

"What in Ra's name were you thinking?" he yelled. He strode over and hauled her to her feet. "Are you insane?"

"That's an arguable point." She replied.

He rolled his eyes and let her go, "How dare you do such a thing!"

"I would say it was completely called for." She reasoned.

"How is that in any way called for? You have violated the Pharaoh, which means you have violated me. You will be punished." The two glared at each other. "And don't think I don't know about the ring, and I don't intend to let it go."

"Those are words of war, Horus." She warned in a threatening tone.

"I regret nothing I say." His eyes narrowing.

"Fine," she said brushing past him towards the street. "If it's a war you want, it's a war you'll get."

"What is Ra's name were you doing?" Bakura asked in a sharp tone as she entered the cave again.

"Just getting some food." She answered setting down a clothe sack of assorted fruits and vegetables.

"It doesn't take two hours to buy some food," he stated. "Now what were you really doing?"

She walked over to him with a kind (no doubt fake) smile. "You sure are a nosy one, aren't you?" She ran her hand through his hair.

He arched an eyebrow, "You didn't answer my question."

She removed her hand and went back to the sack of food on the floor. He isn't an easy one to distract. She thought. "Well if you must know I payed a visit to the pharaoh."

"What?" he asked.

"I dropped in to give the pharaoh a message."

"What kind of message?"

She looked back at him with a devious smile, "A declaration of war."

Bakura and Kepi walked through the streets, cloaks hiding both of their faces. They had been for the most part silent since Kepi had revealed what she had really been up to. Bakura had only said he wanted to show her something and they had left.

Night had now fallen and the streets were slowly growing less and less crowded. Bakura suddenly spoke, "Why weren't you breathing?"

Kepi gave him a side long look "Why do you ask?"

"You're not human are you." He said it as more of a statement than a question.

"Of coarse I am, don't be ridiculous." She reasoned, her voice as level as ever.

He sighed and didn't reply.

The pair arrived at a run down house that was adorned as a temple with statues of various gods, having travled through the most crime infested area of the city to get there.

"What is this?" she questioned.

"Just come on." He replied grabbing her wrist and pulling her in.

The inside reflected the outside with various trinkets, those of godly nature and not strewn about carelessly. The smell of incense was so strong it was choking and among all the junk was an old woman, her eyes clouded over for she was blind.

"Who comes?" she questioned.

Bakura knelt down beside her and grabbed her hand. "It's me." He said and gingerly kissed the wrinkled skin of her hand.

"Oh Bakura," she said, her tone a little softer. "I thought you were sentenced to death."

"I was, but they couldn't keep me long." He replied. Kepi was astounded, for there was kindness in his eyes as he look upon the old woman.

He turned to her, kindness still in his eyes, though her tried to hide it. He waved her over and said, "I have brought a very special guest that I want you to meet."

She came over and kneeled next to Bakura mesmerized by this side of him she's never seen before. He leaned toward her and whispered, "Introduce yourself and give her your hand."

She nodded and said to the woman, "Hello, I'm Kepi." But as soon as she touched the woman's hand the woman gasped and pulled away.

"Oh, my goddess!" She cried and bowed her head "It is such an honor to be in your presence."

Kepi glared at Bakura who was wearing a gloating smirk. She let out and angered huff and rose to her feet, quickly leaving the house.

"That damn man." She said walking off quickly down one of the many streets. She was embarrassed, he had fooled her so easily, exposing her for what she was.

Kepi soon found herself to be lost and cursed even more. Without warning a rough hand shoved her down a more narrow alley. She fell to the ground and was quickly pinned down by another person's weight on top of her. Kepi's face was in the dirt but she could still plainly smell wine on her attacker's breath.

'Great,' She thought, 'just what I need, a horny drunk' With that the man began groping at her most private areas while sloppily licking and kissing at the back of her neck. She could not control her powers in her human body so she was just as helpless as any other normal woman, only with a complete confidence in herself.

She pulled her elbow back ready to send it into the man's side when a foot connected with the man's head sending him flying off of Kepi.

"Bastard." She heard a familiar voice say. She flipped over to see Bakura continue to kick and beat the drunk within an inch of his life.

He left the man bloody, battered and wheezing to walk over to Kepi. He knelt down next to her and asked, "Are you alright?"

"Thank you." She said, not looking at him. She was dirty and had a shallow gash on her hand from trying to catch herself, but apart from that all that was wounded was her ego.

He got up and offered her his hand, she ignored it and lifted herself off the ground. He noticed the cut on her hand and gingerly lifted it from her side. She yanked it away only to have him snatch it back, more forcefully this time. "You don't leave the smallest cut untreated in this part of town, they have rats as big as dogs."

She glared at him, sighed and said, "Thank you for helping me."

"Saving is the word I would have chose." He commented examining the cut.

"I would have been just fine on my own." She stated, "And since when do you care so much?"

He didn't answer, just rolled his eyes.

The two didn't speak for a while as Bakura found some water and clothe to clean and wrap her hand.

"I should have let you just fall into the Nile." He commented. "Would have saved me a headache." He finished wrapping the wound and headed off into the right direction.

A little smile crept onto her lips and she followed after pulling her cloak around her again.