Fallen Angel

Chapter 2. His Majesties return

And now…continuation!

Atem stepped out of the door and saw nothing but rubble. The only thing that was unharmed was the door. The stone floors were cracked and broken. The tall columns that once stood laid in pieces. Parts of the roof had fallen, and the stone tablet that held the millennium items were buried.

Atem stood in shock at the destruction that this place had gone through, and figured that he would have been safe for a long time. Speaking of time, he wandered how much time had gone by since he last saw his friends and learnt his past.

Coughing a little as the dust that blanketed the room became unsettle as the door that Atem came through started to close, he climbed over the rubble and tried to make his way to the other side, of which the foot of the stairs that made their way up, started.

'to think! This is what remains of the place of which I last saw my friends. I wander what happened.' he thought as he finally reached the other side.

The bottom few steps were broken but once he got passed them, there wasn't anything else broken but the few cracks that were in the walls, but this didn't surprise Atem much.

He reached the last few steps and looked on as all he could see was sand and mountains shaded with blue, which told him that it was early morning or late afternoon. His eyes had quickly grown accustom to the darkness that he had entered when leaving the spirit world so he was glad that he didn't have to wait for his eyes to adjust to a change in lighting again.

"Egypt!" he whispered to himself as he looked around to see any sign of … anything.

He looked down when he had finished looking both ways and saw that he was dressed in the clothes that he wore as pharaoh. He also noticed that his skin tone was that of his own body and not of his former vessel. The only thing that was different, was that he wasn't wearing the millennium puzzle.

'I should try and find Cairo so I know roughly what time I'm in. After all, if this is after my time then I don't exactly want to stand out too much.' he thought as he picked a direction on which he remembered was the way that he and his friends were led from by a girl named Ishizu Ishtar, another one of Atem's friends, and her brother, Marik and a family friend almost her brother too, Odion.

Meanwhile, over in Domino city, Japan. Joey, Tristan and Tea were sitting down in their classroom together before class started like usual, talking quietly about what they should do for Yugi's birthday. Yugi wasn't going to school today because Grandpa said that he looked a little flushed and didn't look so well and refused to let him go, that and Yugi did feel a bit weak.

"so what are we going to do today? You know, for Yugi's birthday?" asked Tristan. He hasn't changed much at all in a year. He wore the usual boys school uniform of a blue jacket, white shirt and long blue pants. And of coarse, he still gave Joey heaps.

"well, maybe we should do something different." suggested Joey, he also hasn't changed much at all, besides the fact that he had been duelling himself; he figured that if another bad guy was going to come and try to take over the world, he should be ready. He also wore the traditional blue jacket, white shirt and blue pants.

"oh yeah? Like what genius?" asked Tristan.

"I know. We could make our own tournament. Just for fun. No bad guys, no cheap tricks and no championship title and definitely no disrespect on the loser. Just the four of us." suggested Joey.

"yeah, that's a great idea Joey. I guess there's a first for everything." said Tristan.

"yeah, hey!" said Joey.

"wait a minute guys." cut in Tea, who wore the girls school uniform which consisted of a white undershirt, short blue mini skirt, a pink blouse worn over the white shirt and a blue bow worn just above her chest.

"what's wrong?" asked Tristan.

"well, its just. Yugi hasn't duelled in a tournament for a long time and every time we do enter a tournament, something bad happens." replied Tea.

"you have a point. But what could go wrong? Its just a few duels between friends. And beside's, now, no-one's going after anyone to take over the world. It'll be perfectly fine." assured Tristan.

"I guess your right, thanks Tristan" said Tea.

"ah what can I say, all my great ideas come from my sophisticated mind." said Tristan puffing his chest out and holding his chin up high as though he was proud.

"do you even know what sophisticated means?" asked Joey.

"do you?" asked Tristan.

"we're not talking about me." replied Joey.

"so I'm guessing that's a no." said Tristan.

"can we just not argue for once." interrupted Tea.

At that moment the teacher walked in and everyone stopped talking and those who were standing took their seats while those who were facing the wrong way turned to face the front as first period started.

Atem finally reached Cairo and saw that he was in about the same time that he left. This fact confused him so he decided to search for the nearest newspaper stand.

He soon found one and picked one up and read that it had only been a year since he left to rest. He was relieved that not too much time had past, but then again, he'd still have to find enough money to get some new clothes to fit in, and to get a ticket to Japan.

'what am I going to do to get the money I need to get to Tokyo? How I'm dressed is the least of my concerns' thought Atem.

Atem put the newspaper down before he turned around and walked away. He decided to walk around and think.

'ok, so somehow I was allowed to come back to Yugi's time, but why? Is there something else I need to do? Something I forgot to do? Could Yugi be in trouble? Speaking of Yugi, isn't it his birthday today? I wander how he is. I wander how everyone is. How am I going to get from Cairo to Tokyo with no money. For some reason I highly doubt that Kaiba would be in town just waiting to give me a lift.' he thought. At that moment, Atem heard a few people calling his name. He turned around to see … Marik, Odion and Ishizu. Each of them looked the same as they did a year ago, except for shocked expressions that they wore on their faces.

To be continued…

Woo hoo! Another chapter down, another chapter closer to the real exciting bits. It's weird when someone thinks and they say speaking of, because they're not really speaking but it wouldn't sound right if people, including myself, wrote thinking of. I talk to much. I bet I could have a chapter where I'm just talking about random things. I tend to talk more when I write then in person. Is that bad? I don't know, and I don't really care. Anyway. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. R&R&E!

Later

Next chapter: The Tournament Plan.