A New Beginning
Originally Written By: Emerald Falcon
Adopted By: -Ciel Leon-
Chapter 1- The Return
(Japan, Yugi's Game Shop)
Yugi stood behind the counter of the small game shop he and his grandfather ran. It was a rainy day and Yugi was bored as no one would show up in this kind of weather. He gazed at the slowly ticking clock sighing heavily when he noticed it only read 2:37 in the afternoon. The puzzle that hung around his neck clinked gently as he plopped down into the chair behind him.
It had been a year since Yami had gone through the gate, and Yugi missed the older boy fiercely.
He had just begun to break out his old deck and play when a deep chuckle came from the door. Yugi's head shot up at the familiar chuckle. A smile broke across his face and tears came to his eyes his voice squeaked out a single name before he took off towards the figure standing in the doorway, "Yami!"
The young boy Threw himself at figure hugging him tightly as the older boy hugged him back just as hard, "Oh Yami, your back and with your own body! What happened in that gate?"
Yami lifted the boy up and carried him into the living room setting Yugi down on the couch, "Well that is a rather long story."
Yugi smiled, "I like long stories."
Yami smiled and they curled up together on the couch as Yami spun his tale, "Well after you defeated me I along with Bakura and Malik were pulled into the gate way where we were confronted by the God Ra…"
A little while later, Yami became conscious of his Hikari's slow and steady breathing, and giving a small smile, Yami pressed his lips softly to Yugi's forehead.
"Goodnight my little Abiou."
(Little Isle, England)
Ryou sat before a small table covered with a dark purple cloth. Two small figurines sat atop the cloth, one of the Lady Bastet and the other of Lord Anubis. Many didn't know it but young Ryou was a modern pagan of the Earth, just as his mother had been before him. As it so happened today was the celebration of the Summer Solstice, the first day of the longest week of the year. Laying in the center of the small alter was the Millineum Ring, Ryous' most prized possession.
A single tear fell from his eye as he stared upon the item that once held the spirit he loved. Ryou picked up the ring and clutched it to his chest whispering softly, "Oh, Lady Bastet, I know I have done many wrong things in my life but my lady please return him to me. I miss him so much and I don't know how much longer I can go without him. I know he didn't mean to hurt me he was simply confused. Please I want him back." He bent his head clutching the ring tighter his knuckles going white. More tears fell from his eyes as he sat there curled up before his alter.
His breath hitched as a pair of arms wrapped around him tightly and a soft yet gruff voice whispered in his ear, "Oh Ryou, I am so sorry for what I did to you I never meant it- any of it. Ryou, my Hikari please let me make it up to you by proving to you now that I can be good. Let me protect you; let me hold you close when you cry. I want to be there for you now and for the rest of our days."
Ryou turned and looked up into the eyes of the very man he loved, "Bakura your back!"
They smiled at one another before sharing a small soft kiss.
(Cairo, Egypt)
Isis stood in front of her brother's bed tears running down her face. No more than two hours ago Marik had disappeared before her eyes, even when he had been in a coma Isis had felt hope that he would return to her, but now... She sobbed.
Marik had come down with a bad fever so she had put him into his bed and watched over him, but only a couple hours later Isis had attempted to rouse the teen to feed him, only to find him unresponsive to her calls. She had barely stopped a break down right then, forcing herself to hold strong long enough to call for an ambulance. Unfortunately, the hospital had been unable to cure Marik of his fever and he stayed in a coma for months with no change. While this had both worried and reassured her, Isis held desperately onto her hope. Despite this, just a few weeks ago the fever plaguing her brother slowly began to rise and it had been at its peak this morning when Isis noticed that Mariks body had begun to fade. Before just minutes ago it had vanished from sight completely. Isis hadn't known what to do even though she had been right there. Isis fell to her knees in front of the bed laying her head upon it tears falling to the bed sheets.
Only a few seconds later, Isis started as she felt a hand fall upon her shoulder. Turning, she gasped as she looked into the eyes of another woman who looked just like her except for the strangers' eyes, a dark pinkish red, compared to Isis's soft blue. The woman spoke softly, "You cry for a brother lost, for he is not gone completely you should be joyful for Marik, as he is with his Yami partner and both of them are now searching for their Hikari to be with him. Just as I am now with you my Isis; you know a Hikari cannot live without its Yami."
Isis stood slowly staring at the woman who spoke with an old wisdom before quietly asking, "Who are you?"
The pink eyed woman laughed softly, "I am Mahala, twin sister of Matem, and Seer to the pharaoh, but to you I am more importantly your Yami."
Isis backed away slowly, "I have a Yami!"
Mahala smiled and embraced Isis, "Yes and I am here to protect you."
(Diagon Alley: London, England)
Harry stood at the entrance to Diagon Alley.
Today he was turning 17, and he had been summoned to Gringotts to attend the hearing of his parents will. Now that he was an adult in the wizarding community, the goblins at the bank could divulge the antiquities and assets of his parents to those they had deemed worthy while alive. Harry walked swiftly through the crowd toward the bank, his cloak covering him completely. Harry had changed much over the summer and he didn't know why. He had awoken one morning to find he had shrunk down to about 5'4" which was shorter than most women (this had ticked him off for a few moments) and his eyesight had somehow been repaired and his skin had become a translucent pearl color. Harry's eyes had changed from a forest green to the bright Avada Kedavra green of the killing curse and his magic had grown in strength- almost doubling. His wand less magic was now perfected and his wand magic was even stronger. Harry slowly walked through the doors of the bank, and was greeted by Griphook almost immediately, "Mr. Potter, this way please."
Harry quickly followed behind the small goblin as he was led to a large conference room off to the right of the main entry way. Entering the large room he could see other people gathered around the table, Dumbledore, Sirius, Remus, Severus, and even the Weasley's were present. Harry was directed to a chair as Griphook took the head of the table speaking in a low gruff voice, "Now that everyone is present we may continue. This is the official reading to the last will and testament of Lord Potter and Lady Potter ne Evans. To Lord Sirius Black we leave 10,000 galleons and the house in Ireland so that he may have seclusion from those that would do him harm. To Lord Remus J. Lupin we leave 10,000 galleons and the pent house in England- the one near the forest so that Moony can play. Also we would like to state that at our death Harry is not to go to the Dursley's under any circumstances! We give Remus and Sirius full custody over our son."
At this everyone froze before Dumbledore spoke up, "Do not worry the Minister and I knew of this and we agreed he would be safer at the Dursley's as they are his only living family."
Harry clenched his fist tightly but remained silently he turned and saw that Lupin's eyes and gone a dark yellow and he was clearly digging now elongated claws into the table. Sirius looked ready to kill but Remus's other hand was clenched tightly on his wrist as if to hold him back.
Griphook cleared his throat, "Be that as it may, we will get to the bottom of that by the end of this week. Now let me continue, To Lord Albus Dumbledore we leave nothing more than the lent from our pockets and a single Knut to anyone who would ever follow him. To the Weasley's we leave the small house on the prairie of their imagination! You Weasley's are worse than Dumbledore get a life and quit leaching off people who might actually care! Now where were we… to Severus Snape we leave 10,000 galleons and the library in London. Severus you're a great guy and I am sorry I ever made fun of you and school. My only hope is that our son sees you as the great man you are and not the slimy bat you make yourself out to be." At that Sirius snickered under his breath and Severus growled lightly. "And last but not least to our son, Harry James Potter, we leave you with the rest of our worldly possessions and money but also with a most powerful item. We leave you, our son, with the Millennium Rod it is said to be magical and more powerful than most wizards. Take good care of this item for it is your destiny to be its guardian. May it bring you good luck and happiness."
At this, Griphook pulled out a long golden rod, the top of it held a winged sphere similar to a snitch. It had a strange eye symbol on it and after a moment Harry realized that it was the eye of Horus, an ancient Egyptian symbol. Harry slowly stood and lowered his hood gaining many gasps as he stepped forward and took the item from the goblin gripping it lightly in his hands. "It's beautiful thank you."
Harry turned to walk towards the door, "Mr. Potter we are not done." He turned and looked at the goblin as Griphook pulled out a small dark box, "Mr. Potter you are now Lord Potter and with that name comes great responsibilities, within this box is your family ring place it on to take your true inheritance." Harry stepped forward and the goblin opened the box revealing a medium sized ring. On the top was the Potter crest with a deep red stone beneath it.
Harry placed the rod in his pocket before slipping on the family ring which immediately sized to fit his right ring finger perfectly. He then picked up the Rod once more gripping it tightly as a pain shot through his head. He hissed lightly and clutched his head bending forward gasping lightly as he saw his once shoulder length hair fall in front of his face, as it now reached down to his waist. He jerked up and turned to the goblin, "What is this?"
The goblin smiled softly, "Lord Potter this is your inheritance your father was a pure blooded high elf. He kept this secret from all but us goblins. When you put on that ring your recognized your true heritage, your Elvin heritage."
Harry slowly raised his hand and traced the shell of his ear which was now elongated into a delicate point. He smiled before turning once more and walking out of the door. Walking along the streets he received many stares and looks from people on the streets. Thanks to the will he now knew that Dumbledore and the Weasley's were untrustworthy and to stay clear. He slowly came across one of the new Inn's , "Hawks Nest", walking inside he was greeted with the site of a tall narrow woman with pale blue eyes and long braided brown hair. She smiled at him, " 'ello there deary! I'm Hatty what can I do for ya dear."
Harry smiled, "A room for the next week please. I need to stay here till I can buy my own place."
She smiled and picked up a clean glass and a pitcher, "Have a seat deary and I will pour you a nice hot cup of Klah, it's my own recipe, passed down in my family for generations. It helps get your strength back and with some numb weed it can put you to sleep better than any sleeping potion." She poured a steaming brown liquid into the glass before handing it to him. "There you go deary now let me go and find you a nice room." She walked off swiftly and up the stairs as he took a sip.
He looked down at the drink as he tasted it upon his tongue and was surprised at the sweet yet bitter taste. He drank the rest of it down within moments and soon found himself a little sleepy just as Hatty came back down the stairs, "Oh dear did you drink it all. You have to be careful if you drink Klah too quickly it can make you very tired in a hurry." She helped him stand and up the stairs into a small yet well furnished room. "Here you can use this room and don't worry about paying you sleep of that Klah first." She laid him down gently before tucking him in and exiting the room. The last thing Harry saw was the Rod in his hand glow, emitting a soft light before his eyes closed and he fell into a dreamless sleep.
