Pharaoh Akhnamkanon looks from his balcony and over his land. His mind centering over his worries and problems. Atem was one. He was gone and no doubt with Yugi. Seto even spoke to him about it and set off that night. However, this is on issues that could be fixed in time and was a small set back compared to the problems that are an immediate issue now.
There was a serious problem with criminality and thieving. The ancient pyramids were being broken into and now was spreading into his city.
Then there were also the threats of invaders coming into his country. The walls wouldn't hold forever and his army was dwindling. He couldn't have it and time was running out.
"Dearest brother," the pharaoh turns to the other man standing next to him. "I need a favor. To find a way to end the criminal mentality and end the bad. To make my land safer."
Aknadin nods as he remembers something. "There is the Millennium Spell book. It's the main reason for all the wars. Maybe if it was deciphered, a spell could be used to at least keep threats at bay and the book has been kept in the hands of the Pharaohs for centuries. It might be time we tried and see what it had to offer."
The king looks to his brother. "You started reading it, I take it."
"Forgive me, brother. I saw problems arise years prior. I was able to translate one spell. The Dark Ritual. It's a process in forging and creating seven mystical items. They grant the power to calm wars, punish thieves and eliminate invaders."
The name of the spell made the king feel very uncomforting, but again something needed to be done. "Do what must be done. I don't want my son to inherit such a mess."
Aknadin nods as he leaves, to prepare for the forging on these items. Then he thinks of something that will definitely get his bother to go along with agreeing to this idea. "Maybe this will help with your son seeing the light and see his relations with that boy is nothing but trouble."
"Atem's relationship with him can only bring more problems than good." Akhnamkanon keeps his eyes into the horizon. "None the less, he is my son. And I hope he does what is right."
~XxX~
Sunrise was coming. The sun shining into Yugi's eyes, waking him from his sleep. Him and the prince still riding horse back. He remembered they stopped for a few minutes and switched places. He had Yugi sit in front of him. He must have fallen asleep. Made even better so see him wrapped up in Atem's red cape.
To go all this way and to do all this for him. It meant a lot for Atem to do all this, and even the small stuff. Atem dealt with the cold of the night desert to make sure Yugi slept comfortably. When he looked up to his lover he could see something was wrong.
He looked very serious.
"Everything ok, Pharaoh?"
Realizing his mistake of looking so serious, he looks down to the younger boy and holds a genuine smile. "I'm not king yet."
"But you will be, and no one can see you failing at it. You have people that love you and stand behind you." Yugi smiles. "In my years of knowing you, you showed me and taught me so much. Bravery and to ignore what people think, even if they don't share the same idea or thoughts as me."
"Just as you have taught me compassion and loyalty." Atem smiles. "One day, I'll take over after my father and you be at my side. If you will have me."
"I wouldn't want anyone else." Yugi sits up, clipping the red cape back over Atem's shoulders. He takes one of Atem's hands into his. "We can do this. Together we can do anything, we can change fate in our favor."
Atem can only stare at the boy in front of him. The king can bring in any suitor he wanted and match him with anyone he wanted, but it wouldn't change a thing. Yugi was the one he was meant to be with. The gods would help aide in this. 'He gives me the energy to keep going. I almost forgot how strong our bond is.'
"We are very close." Atem points. "I can see the building from here. We can do this."
"Together we can do anything!" Yugi looks into the horizon. "No turning back now!"
Atem smiles and kisses Yugi sweetly. "We can do this; I'm not leaving your side."
~XxX~
Akhenaden looked to the four followers of royal spell casters in his lab. In order for these items to be forged, he needed two things; ninety-nine human sacrifices and seven days after for the items to form.
The first part was already complete, for he had a secret attack held on the village of Kul Elna, where most thieves seem to be born from and learn the master trade there. His idea was to kill ninety-nine people from there, and have the bodies returned to the palace's dungeon. Not a body more or one body less. Which was why they left a teen to live alone, abandoned, with his family killed. One extra soul could cancel the spell and render the 'cause' for nothing. Akhenaden couldn't risk it.
Of course, there was one rule everyone had to follow. Akhnamkanon could not know. To make sure of this, he had those who he sent brainwashed, to make sure they never spoke of what happened there.
The flesh, blood, and souls were added to the gold to cast the items inside a stone slab, the Millennium stone. Here the items will reside until their power was figured out.
When he read more into the spell, it was said that darkness of one's heart could be sealed away, and then summons later on in time in battle. How true that was, he didn't know.
Then there were the DiaDhanks. Only those chosen by the gods would have one, and those were chosen became servant and trusted into the royal family.
Meaning the royal family and those who served the family itself.
On these slabs of gold stone that adored the arms of the Pharaoh and his son, along with those who served the family in court, the advisors and such. These stones had the carving of the protectors that served a certain member of the royal family.
Pharaoh Akhnamkanon had the Winged Sage Falcos, and Atem had the Gods themselves. This magic, these items, might actually be able to give these mystical protectors life, and even control and have possession of more than one.
Too bad he wouldn't find out until seven days later.
~XxX~
Atem dismounts his horse and ties him to a ruin stone. He helps Yugi off the horse and they both walk, hand in hand into the temple and down a flight of stone steps, underground.
Yugi had the right idea. If this was any other person who didn't have the Gods as their protector by birth, they could only pray and hoe for a sign. Atem however, might actually get a sign. An answer maybe.
Atem and Yugi stop. Inside a room there are three carvings of the Gods. Ra, Obelisk, and Slifer. Yugi grips the prince's hand and they both step forward.
The prince takes off a gold cuff from his wrist and leaves it by the alter. A gift, in exchange for a prayer. The Pharaoh activated his DiaDhank. "By the three, please, listen to me?"
Mana and Mahad arrive. seeing the prince's horse tied up, they head down the stairs. Mahad did his best to try and talk the prince out of doing this, but he was as stubborn as his father. He knew someone saw them leave. Doesn't matter who, but they must have told the king.
And he knew damn well, when they got back, he was going to be interrogated on it. His biggest worry was if they would call this treason. Technically he went above his own father to get the answer he wanted.
"This is really dumb." Mana mumbles The magician couldn't agree more.
That was until he saw the bright golden glow of a dragon inside the room and it was huge. The prince managed to call forth one of the gods. Then it vanished and three bolts of lightning struck sententiously. Two in the room, and one back at the palace.
And Yugi and Atem were struck, at the exact same time, and both were knocked out because of it.
They fell to the floor, hands still held in a tight grip. Thank the gods they were breathing but they weren't going to wake up anytime soon.
That left Mana and Mahad to get the two boys back safely. Mahad was going to have a lot to answer for.
~XxX~
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