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Forbidden Combination

Chapter 3

Something was wrong. Very wrong. Akhenamkhanen was very worried about his new child. He couldn't place his finger on it. The child rarely screamed, never cried, and never cooed. Atemu just sat there and stared off into space or else fussed if he was hungry. The pharaoh called in the best doctors and healers in the land. But they couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Akhenamkhanen strode into the new baby's room, hoping to gain some emotion from the infant. What he saw shocked him.

Atemu sat in the crib with blood running from a scratch on his temple, starring at the mangled body of his pet bird. The small songbird had been given to him as a gift to help him sleep. Akhenamkhanen guessed a cat had gotten through the low window and attacked the bird, and by the looks of the baby, had scratched him in the meantime trying to catch the small songbird. What shocked Akhenamkhanen most was the fact that, though there was a mangled body in front of the small prince, the boy was unaffected, just ignored it. Also, though the infant was bleeding, he didn't cry out or fuss, just stared at the blood on his hands as he went to wipe it off.

This was the last straw. Picking up the baby, Akhenamkhanen held him close and rocked him back and forth.

"What's wrong, son? Why won't you cry? Fuss? Giggle? Can you feel?" When his only response was a blank stare from two ruby-colored eyes, Akhenamkhanen felt his heart ache in worry. Finally he sent for his priests.

The Millennium items where mystical artifacts hi brother, Akhenaden, had created a little while ago. Though now that he thought of it, Atemu had appeared on his balcony a few weeks after the Millennium items where created…what did it mean? As he walked into the throne room, he addressed his six priests.

"There is something wrong with the new prince. He can't seem to feel pain, grief, happiness, or love. I fear there may be a monster in his heart, possessing him." He looked to the other Millennium item wielders for guidance.

There where seven Millennium items, and seven wielders. There was the Millennium Key held by Siamun, a short, stout old man whom Akhenamkhanen trusted with his life, the Millennium Scales held by Kalim, a young man with chin-length black hair, the Millennium Necklace held by Isis, a young woman with a kind heart, The Millennium Ring held by Nakhiti a man with a shrewd face and goatee who Akhenamkhanen didn't trust too much, the Millennium Rod held by Hequet, a young man with a long narrow face and small eyes, and the Millennium Eye held by Akhenamkhanen's brother, Akhenaden who had a long beard and the families bent nose. And finally, the Millennium Pendant, held by the pharaoh himself.

Siamun nodded as he came forth with the Millennium Key.

"Are you sure Milord? To test the soul of this infant?"

"I am positive. I wish to be sure there is nothing harming my son…and if there is, to remove it…" The priests nodded.

"Yes Milord…" Siamun held out the Key to the baby Atemu. "Now…using the power of the Millennium Key I look into this child's soul…" The Millennium Key glowed as Siamun peered into the child's soul. And before he could see what was plaguing the child, he was pushed back out by a large concentration of magic energies. He gasped,

"What is it, Siamun? A demon?!"

"N-no my pharaoh…not even a creature yet…but a large quantity of holy energies…enough for a god…no…three at the very least…" The priests all stood shocked, looking at their king for guidance on how to rid a baby of three gods. Akhenamkhanen sighed.

"Can you remove them for now?"

"Y-yes sir…they have not yet resumed a form…so it is possible…"

"Then do it…"

"Yes sir…." Siamun bowed and backed away as Akhenaden stood foreword.

"Using the magic of the Millennium Eye, I bring these beings into a form…" The Millennium eye glowed as three streams of energy began pouring from Atemu. The baby began to fuss and squirm in the pharaoh's arms as he subconsciously began to try and hold the beings in.

As the beings began to take form, the priests and servants in the throne room began to chatter in panic. There before them, stood three of the most powerful spirits ever. The masses of blue, red, and gold energies grew so large there was little room left in the throne room and the spirits began to slip into other rooms.

"Hequet! Hurry!" Shouted Isis. Hequet was jolted out of his shock when several slaves came in, with three large stone tablets.

"Of course. By the power of the Millennium Rod, I seal these monsters in the sealing stones!" The Millennium Rod glowed and pulled the energy masses into each stone tablet.

The seven Millennium Item wielders watched as figures appeared on the tablets into a long red dragon, regal and respected, a tall blue beast, intimidating and great, and a large gold phoenix, magnificent and majestic. The Egyptian Gods where born.

Akhenamkhanen was the first one to recover.

"Quick! See if my son has been cured!" Siamun nodded and quickly peered into the child's soul using the Millennium Key. What he saw shocked him. Amongst all the white of the pureness of the child, there was a dark hole where the soul should have been. The child had no soul.

Meanwhile, in the shadow realm, baby Yami was fussing quietly. Having been crying for weeks and getting no reaction, Yami had slowly stopped crying, much to Zira's pleasure. She had kept him strong with energies from the shadow realm. Zira was however, concerned why the child was so needy considering he was darkness…darkness had no soul right? Finally her curiosity got the better of her and she used her shadow powers to peer into the infant's heart. She had no time to finish her search when she was shoved out by a wave of sickeningly evil energy.

"Wh-what is this?! How can a child's heart form a thing so huge?!" She exclaimed as the energies formed outside of the boy. She gasped as three colored energies began to form three demons. A blue beast, ugly and foreboding, a long red dragon, evil and frightening, and a large yellow demon, horrifying and powerful. As they growled down at her, Zira never knew… the three Great Beasts where born.

Once the beasts had taken residence in the baby's heart again. Zira remembered her search. What she had seen disgusted her beyond words. She made up her mind. Zorc must have made a mistake. With this reassurance, she lifted the baby Yami, who cooed and giggled at finally gaining attention, and opened a portal to Egypt from the shadow realm.

Looking down at the baby, Zira grimaced,

"Disgusting creature…DIE!" And with that, she threw the baby into the suburbs of the ancient city of Egypt. When she heard the thud as he hit the ground, Zira grinned. Zorc didn't need a disgusting mistake such as that. And then she turned and returned to the shadow realm.

Far down below, there was a soft whimper from the baby. Yami opened his blood-red eyes and squinted in the harsh sun. How had he survived? He was resting in a cradle of shadows…his shadows…that had come to his aid. After he cried himself to sleep, Yami remained curled up in an alleyway. Lost in what Zira had been so disgusted with. The blackness of his heart…with the white glimmer of his soul.

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Author's note: well there's chapter three…I'll try to post the next chapter soon…so review and tell me what you thought! - bibi!

PS: think of the two halves as Yin and Yang…one's white with a black heart and one's black with a white heart…also can anyone tell me which is Yin and which is Yang? Is Yin the one that's mostly black with some white or is that Yang? They always confuse me…