Hellllloooooo! Yes it is I! Shining Azure! (or Samy whatever you want to call me) Hey everyone! Its been a while, a couple of months or so I think. The reason why I was absent is because…
Number One.- School has been killing me, tests and everything and I still have one left but its easy.
Number Two.- Dance. Competitions are coming and I need to get ready.
Number Three.- Personal problems and parties. But that's another story.
Anyway, the important thing is Im back and with a new chapter, thing is I startes a long time ago but I had major writers block and I wanted to make it interesting.
SOOOOOOOO I sincerely apologize for my absence and sorry of the chapter is short but my imagination isn't coming a lot and neither is inspiration so I did my best. I hope you like it and I hope you review.
If you took your time to read all of that I thank you very much. Oh! And thanks to the ppl who reviewed the first chapter! THANKS A LOT!
Ok here is chapter two!
Enjoy!
Chapter 2
Disturbance of Peace
Egypt. Once the home of mighty rulers in the past. Battles of great importance were held beneath the gaze of Ra himself. Magicians, sorcerers, monsters, all possessed great abilities in combat. But all great things must come to an end sooner or later someday.
Reality takes its place in the now, as past events will forever remain the way there suppose to, in the past and forgotten.
Raven colored hair flowed in time with the wind as blue eyes searched the ground before her, wisdom clearly visible in her pupils. Ishizu Ishtar, once holder of the Millennium Necklace, began descending the set of stone stairs that led to the tomb that belonged to a once great and powerful sorcerer, her white silk Egyptian dress gracefully flowing behind her.
"My senses are completely nerved. I may not have possession of the Millennium Necklace anymore, but my dreams have been plagued with images of future events that will destroy this world. The presence of a dark being shall rise; chaos and pain are its companions. Oh great god Ra, please forbid this evil from awakening, please do not let darkness conquer once again."
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her name being spoken. Jerking her head towards the owner on the voice she found no other than her brother, Marik Ishtar. Platinum blond bangs framed his forehead as sharp lavender orbs stared at her intensely, worrying about her silent state.
"Sister, what is it that's on your mind?" Marik had no information about his elder sister's premonitions. "Is something troubling you?" A tan colored hand rested gently on her shoulder.
Ishizu searched his eyes with a serious look. Memories flowed back to her, recalling when her younger sibling was being possessed by that awful spirit. Pushing those thoughts to the back of her head, she smiled warmly at him, placing her own hand above his.
"Do not fret, brother. My mind was analyzing past events, memories that should be forgotten" A little lie wouldn't hurt right?
Light purple eyes stared directly at dark blue ones. Not buying a single word his sister had said, Marik decided not to push it any further, when she was ready to tell him he would listen, for now he would be patient. He nodded his head and whispered a small 'okay' to her.
They regained there pace, again in complete silence.
Not to long ago, the Ishtar's were contacted by Professor Gilbert, a scientist who had a strong connection with them. He said that a rare, unexplored tomb resided near Egypt, a tomb with a strange presence, one like no other.
Intrigued by the professor's new discoverment, they set off to search for the newly found tomb. Locating it near the city of Cairo, they couldn't help but remember past events that had occurred right there and then. Shaking it off, there exploration continued, the reason why they were there was to find the resting place of a powerful sorcerer, not to recall painful memories from the past.
After various days of failure, there search came to an end as the unexplored tomb of the once great sorcerer Ahriman came to view.
No information of such sorcerer was known. What really brought them to search his tomb was the fact that Professor Gilbert had said that his resting place had a strange aura surrounding it. The Ishtar's hadn't heard anything similar to that since there last adventure, the Ceremonial Duel of a certain person.
Magic, that was there first thought. But how could that be? Pharaoh Atem has defeated all the evil in the world, that including magic. Could this tomb have anything to do with him? With Egypt's past?
They had reached the bottom of the staircase. Before them stood two great stone doors and in front of the doors laid a sarcophagus. Its surface was studded with rubies, emeralds, sapphires and other expensive stones. Its face held the painting of Set, the Egyptian God of Evil. (a/n Googled it lol) That was a bad sign.
Approaching it, Ishizu touched the sarcophagus, only to feel a powerful amount of evil magic surge up her right arm. Retreating her hand from its surface, her eyes swirled with confusion and fright. A great amount of pain was emanating from her hand. Carefully lifting it to examine it better, a gasp escaped her lips. On her perfectly tanned skin lay a big ugly burn mark. She stared at it, not knowing what to do.
"How can this be? I merely touched it, but it appears that I was in a battle with fire itself." Her blue eyes landed once again on the sarcophagus. "What was that magic? Never in my life have I experienced such power...such evil."
"Ishizu!" Marik came running up to his sister. He took her hand in his, examining it expertly. Lifting his gaze, he encountered a frightened and confused Ishizu, one he had never seen before. Worry once again took it's toll on him, as he held his sister's face in his hands, forcing her to look at him.
"Ishizu, how did this happen?" The elder of the two still looked the other direction, gaze transfixed on the sarcophagus.
"Sister!" he yelled, getting desperate. The raven haired woman awoke from her hypnotic state and faced her brother's worried gaze.
Finally getting her attention, he asked once more. "How did this..." He signaled to her hand. "..happen?"
Lavender and Sky Blue clashed (a/n2). Ishizu knew better than to hide things from her brother.
Eyelids fluttered closed but reopened just about immediately. Breathing in and exhaling quickly, Ishizu began to explain how her hand was burnt.
"Brother, this sarcophagus isn't a regular one; it holds a power like no other, a power of evil." Marik's gasp echoed though out the underground tomb. "As I touched it, a strong force shot through my body, like lightning. Energy like this has only been wielded by one person only". Her gaze lowered once again to the death bed of the evil spirit. "We must remove the cover".
Staring wide eyed at his sister like she was some lunatic, Marik could see the look of seriousness sketched upon her face, a look he knew all to well. He moved his head up and down slowly, agreeing with his sister.
Tanned hands began approaching the lid of where the dead body of an ancient sorcerer rested; cautiously, curious, determined.
The heaviness of the lid was the least of there problems. The dark energy emitting from the big stone death bed was far too intense, its energy surpassed those of the Gods.
Marik could see why his elder siblings hand was burnt, the pain of merely touching the surface was excruciating. It felt as if someone was piercing his skin with a thousand daggers.
With all there strength the surface finally came off, revealing the contents inside. Rivers of cloth wrapped the body in a tight embrace, its color a tan/brown shade, clearly showing signs of age. A sharp dagger rested closely at the body's side, its blade a pale blue color, beautiful gems adorned its golden hilt. On the other side lied a ring. A very beautiful ring. It was made of gold, with diamonds all around the band, what caught the attention most was the rare gem in its center. It was a crimson colored gem; it seemed to hold fire in its interior. The stone was outlined with small yet gorgeous diamonds.(a/n 3 just gonna say that its very important for future chapters).
But it was neither the dagger nor the ring the caught the Ishtar's eye, it was the strange artifact that the mummified body held securely in its hands.
Pale blue dominated the object, the Eye of Horus in the center with a crimson stone in the middle. It bared the shape of a pyramid.
The shape, the eye, the power….how could it be?
Marik shook his head violently as if his mind was playing tricks o him. It couldn't be, they were destroyed! The Millennium Items had been destroyed! And yet, there was one right in front there very eyes, resting between the dead hands of a mummy.
Strange as it seemed, there was something that didn't fit in. The Millennium Items were made of gold, while this one held the color of ice, crystal blue.
"Is that…" The platinum blond began speaking, his words coming out in tiny whispers.
Ishizu nodded. "Ahriman"
"No information of such character is known in the world. Who was he? Where did he come from? Why does he posses a Millennium artifact?"
"You are not asking the right questions, Marik. It is not why he possessed an Item; it is what he used it for." The raven haired woman advanced further, now hovering above the mummified body.
Her hand began descending, wanting to touch the unusual object.
Bad idea.
Ishizu was millimeters away from grabbing the pyramid shaped object, when out of nowhere, the red gemstone being held in the center began glowing fiercely, and the whole tomb was engulfed in light.
Blinded by the intensity of the glowing Item, the Ishtar brothers held there arms to their faces, trying to shield themselves from it.
The sound of a deep voice rang throughout the entire tomb:
"Who dared to steal my Item?"
Anger and hate dripping from his voice, it was as if he was ready to kill someone.
Ishizu found her voice and responded to the dark being. "Who are you!"
The dark voice began laughing mockingly. It was as cold as ice.
"Foolish mortal! No one dares speak to me that way!"
Ishizu stood from the ground, shielding her eyes from the intensity the light bore.
"What do you want from us? Why are you here?"
"I see you bare no intelligence whatsoever! I have nothing to do with you! And as for the reason I am here, that is none of your business! But what I will tell you, is that no mortal shall be free from my wrath!"
Just as those words slipped from his mouth, the light became even more powerful, sending the Ishtar's into a blinding state.
The form of a dark shadow began materializing. The tall figure stepped forwards into the light, his face and body visible, eyes shut tight.
He was tall, with big muscular arms and legs. Long smooth black hair reached his shoulders, passing them a few inches, his face framed with long gold bangs. His skin was a dark tan. He wore a white linen skirt than was crumpled up at the sides, a big brown line in the center of it. A dark red cape rested on his shoulders. On his bare chest lied the crystal blue pyramid, hanging from a strong chain. Tan colored shoes adorned his feet as expensive jewelry rested on his arms and legs.
Ishizu and Marik stood wide-eyed at the figure, not because they feared him but because he bore ancient objects from the past.
Once again, the elder of the Ishtar's spoke. "Who are you?" Her voice barely audible.
Eyes shot open, only to reveal dark malicious crimson eyes. The gleam the sent was of evil and destruction. Slowly he approached the Egyptians, getting closer and closer. Each step he took, the Ishtar's stepped backwards.
He stopped a few meters from them.
His mouth opened, preparing to speak. "I am the great and powerful Ahriman. Brother to King Ahknamkanon, ruler of Egypt." His voice held such hate when he mentioned his sibling.
Their breaths hitched in there throats. Right in front of their eyes a sorcerer of great power is before them. Simultaneously both Egyptians steered their gazes towards eachother. What were they to do?
"My power is weak, but thanks to you two mortals I shall be strong once again, just as I was five millennia ago" Ahriman stared directly at the Ishtar siblings. A wicked smirk etched upon his face.
Tan hands clasped against one another. Ahriman once more closed his eyes and chanted something in Egyptian. A dark purple light formed around his body, glowing fiercely.
Crimson hues stared them down as he spread his arms to his sides, allowing the dark power fill up the entire tomb.
Marik and Ishizu shielded their eyes from the strong force of dark power surrounding them. Their eyelids flew open, expecting to encounter Ahriman once again. But to their surprise he was no longer there.
Ahriman had disappeared.
Voila! Finished! I really hope you liked it! And I also hope you got some of the hints the are in the story, especially on Ahriman ;P !
a/n 1 What?Google works! Lol!
a/n2 Actually in the last season of Yugioh Ishizu's eyes were dark green , but I will make them blue!
a/n 3 That ring is important guys! Don't forget it!
Thank you so much for reading! I hope you review! Please and Thank you with a cherry on top! –giggles- Bye!
~Samy