Shifting Sands
PH/YGO crossover
Summary: The one with the golden eyes is the destined one says the Prophet of Anubis. The one with two golden eyes and raven locks. A sealed heart, a quest, an ancient treasure.
Warnings: boyxboy blood death violent themes ect
Pairings: Thiefshipping/Deathshipping GilxOz AdaxVincent BreakxSharon (The rest you can request)
Notes: There are duel monsters but instead the monsters on the cards are summoned from the abyss when dueling. The contract is on the card instead of the person and only 10% of the power can be used. Unlike with real contracts who have the contract personalized for them only and can see their chains in any situation.
There are the dark sides (Yamis) but instead they are different people, rather than souls trapped in items.
Sablier, present time
Oz.
Was.
Not.
Happy.
Gilbert's body had never even been found! Oz growled in irritation. Was Gilbert even alive? He just… vanished! It had been a month and everyone else who was sane would've left him to his own devices, but he was extremely lonely. Alice didn't know what to do with him, really.
"Oz, I know he's gone! Accept it and just let me in!" She called from outside the room. He frowned. Alice didn't deserve this kind of treatment, but he was so worried…
"No, no. Alice my friend, let me handle this! We have new information on Raven's location, dearest OZ!" Sharon called from outside the door. Ugh. Oz buried his head into his knees. He was so tired, he didn't want to deal with this right now.
Loosing Gil was hard enough. Knowing that he was dead, and never coming back, it hurt so much that he'd literally shut down. Oz sighed.
"I'll come out, okay?" He called. He gave himself a moment to regain fully control over his tired limbs before he opened the door.
Alice hugged him on the spot. "I was so worried! I was so so so worried, Oz!"
As you should've been. I'm your link to the outside world, aren't I? I'm your warmth, the reason you're out of the cold and regaining your memories. You owe me. But… as selfish as I'd love to be and think that was the only reason I know it's not true. You care about me, don't you… Oz thought as he hugged her back.
"I'm sorry… It's so hard. I've never really lost him before…" Oz whimpered. "Even when I was in the abyss he was always there waiting for me. Now he's… gone."
"No! Seaweed head can't be gone!" Alice protested. "He was there for you always. He promised you forever! He owes you forever and I'll kill him if he breaks his promise."
"We did find information on him." Sharon broke in. She twirled a lock of hair around her slender finger. Her rosy lips were pressed together in a frown.
As eager as Oz was to find out exactly what this information was, he let himself be lead into the tea room first. He observed the surroundings before taking a seat. It was a bright day, sunny and cheerful. It made him feel tired and old. Weary of life. It was for those with younger souls.
"What… did you find on Gil?" Oz asked after the brief silence. He took a sip of his cup of tea. It tasted slightly salty. No one knew how exactly he liked his tea more than Gil.
Sharon took a seat on the chair across from him daintily. "The will of the abyss has taken him. Where and when he is are unknown. All we know is that she's taunting us, asking where our lost raven has gone. When we will go to retrieve him. She knows."
"That means a bargain with that bitch." Alice hissed. She snorted, crossing her red coated arms. The little white diamonds on her jacket stood out more than usual, or maybe Oz's eyes were too adjusted to the gray of his room.
"A bargain I'm willing to make. I don't care if I have to loose time, I will not let Gilbert go if he's truly still alive!" Oz argued. He really didn't know if he could live without his best friend, his special some one who trusted and relied on more than anyone else. He did have Alice, but Gilbert, although not more important, was important in a different way. A taking each breath way.
Alice backed down. She missed him too, he knew she did. He was like her big brother, her rival, and that meant that she was still having a hard time coping with the loss.
He smiled encouragingly at her.
"If he's not dead, then we can get him back from whenever and where ever he is. Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere or doing anything stupid just to get him back." Just where ever and whenever that was necessary.
"Good, I was worried for a second that you would make a dumb deal that would end up with you dead and in the wrong place and time." Alice smiled. Oz really loved her smiles. They made him feel warm. He felt very cold right now.
As much as he loved Alice, she was more like a sister. A wonderful little sister. She could light up a whole room, but if things ever became dark and cold, she'd become that way too.
Oz needed to be protected more than he knew… And Gil was his protector. If Alice was his sun, then Gil was his mood. Constantly there, giving off a soft light that could only really be seen in the darkest of days, not giving it it's true beauty a good comparison.
Oz snapped back to the present and he tried to listen to the pretty girls talking about the future with hushed voices.
"A deal? What would she want?"
"… she'd want Jack." Oz interrupted. "She's in love with him after all."
Alice's face turned to fury. Ah… she was in love with Jack too. Oz smiled at her. She huffed and turned away.
"I don't think slavery is the best idea." She grumbled. Her eyebrow twitched as she said it, Oz thought it was decidedly cute.
"It's not slavery, it's time together. That's all she wanted before. What he does is his choice, you know." Sharon answered, her eyes twinkled with the scent of love. She knew love was in the air whenever spring came. The birds began chirping, and Sharon started playing matchmaker.
"Now, now." Oz laughed. "Let's not fight. Let's see what she wants. Let's just use Pandora's doors to get to the abyss and talk to her. She'll make a deal with us for certain."
Making a deal wasn't as simple as Oz made it seem. Alyss was so deep in the abyss that finding her was proving impossible. Sending Alice through that place was cruel, but she was a chain, and Alyss was connected to her.
Oz stared after her, into the darkness.
"How's it going?" He called. Alice didn't respond. He sighed. Oz wished finding Gil was simpler.
"OZ! I found a door! You guys get in here!" Alice called, after a few minutes of silence. Oz motioned for Sharon to keep Eques in his shadow, before he started down the pathway into the darkness.
Alice wasn't hard to find in here. All he had to do was focus. On one of his best friends and it was easy to find her.
He felt his feet lead the way to where Alice was waiting for him. She scoffed.
"You're late. Com'n, let's go!" She called, flinging open the door to Alyss's tea party. The dolls that adorned the walls chattered at their arrival.
"We're been waiting!" Alyss cackled. "A lost raven is the prize of my challenges. Or at least, the key to finding him!"
Oz stiffened. He didn't like her immediately. How could she hurt Alice like she did? Alice was her twin! He tried not to loose all of his charm in anger.
"Okay bitch. We'll let you spend some time with Jack, and then you give us this key. No challenges." Alice demanded. She stomped her foot down in anger.
"But the challenges make it so our dear Gilbert doesn't fail on his own journey." Alyss smiled, and poured Earl Grey into her floating tea cup. It adjusted to avoid spilling the scalding hot liquid. Alice raised an eyebrow. Oz mimicked her to the dot. Alyss just laughed more and mini tea cups started dancing around her.
"My special treat. Listen closely now!" Alyss cackled. An eerie sound drifted by their ears, what might've been music. Oz watched as Alyss began to sing.
"~In a place, far away from here
but in a different time,
lives a pharaoh kind yet cold
his lands living off his pride.
His first lover was kind and sweet,
but she was not his type.
His second lover was a cheater
with the high priest last night.
And so he sent them on a journey
to a land barren cold,
along with those adventurers
that their fortune he hath sold.
They all were looking to find a certain book,
there were merely 6 of them yet 8 lives were took.
There was a young thief, proudest and clever
His connections that he could not sever
There was a young priest, friend or foe
His mind being shared by another
And then there was our dashing hero
The one with black locks and golden eyes
Add in one small king of games
And that made them seven
But don't forget the thief's brother
Whose life needed just a favor
Then there you have the rumored eight
Strongheld in the heart of their cards
Will they succeed in finding the key
The ending of this tale not written is a mystery.~"
"You sent him to the past!" Oz exclaimed. "Why the hell is he in the past? The pharaohs of Egypt have long since perished!"
Alice jumped up. "Gilbert has nothing to do with this bullshit! Tell us how to get him back here! Seaweed head will die without my manservant!" Oz chuckled innerly at Alice's antics. So cute. Yet, they had a job at hand.
"If you want to help your little Raven, then follow my instructions. There's no room for conversation." Alyss demanded.
They nodded, and went silent. Saving Gilbert was their top priority.
"I saved him from death, because he had a destiny. The gods told me so. I sent him back in time to Egypt to fulfill it. But I know he was important to both of you, so I'm being generous and giving you the chance to help him back here." Alyss told them, fingering the rim of her china tea cup. It had little blue flowers on it. A pleasing design.
"So now I have prepared these impossible challenges that only a miracle can let you perform. I will send you into different times and places just so you can complete them. There is a list, and it cannot be changed. I will not cheat." Alyss smirked at them as a board appeared behind her. "Once I decide you can know the challenge, it will appear on those boards."
Two identical chalk boards appeared in front of Oz and Alice. They shook them, and rubbed them, but nothing appeared on them.
Alyss continued smirking triumphantly. "Next, you will sign your names, so you must complete these challenges."
Oz held his hand out for the papers that materialized as she spoke. They gracefully floated into his palm. The chalk made his signature look like chicken scratch. He handed the papers to Alice expectantly. She nodded, tongue sticking out as she signed her name as well.
"Good. Now. Have fun saving Break's life!" Alyss waved cheerfully as the whole abyss trembled and spit them out.
The white walls, the white shirt, the red blood. Oz trembled, looking at his hands. He didn't remember how he got there, why he was wearing a lab coat, or why he was holding a bloodstained knife.
The person lay dead on the operating table.
"Good, Dr. Oz. A clean operation. We'll now sew the body back up and get it back to the morgue." His assistant, Alice, said as calmly as she could. They both were lost.
They knew everything they were, but it felt like another life piled on top of who they were. Oz was a forensic doctor. Alice was his assistant. They were looking for traces of hydrochloric acid in his stomach, because that was his suspected cause of death.
Oz was a fifteen year old boy, and Alice was the B-Rabbit. She was a chain, and he was her contractor. The time was ticking away on the seal marked on his chest. They had to save his friend Gilbert from being killed a second time in ancient Egypt. They were not doctors.
"Your next patient will be here tomorrow. Let's take a break." Alice stammered. She was just as confused as he was.
The both walked out of the white room, into a white hall, into another white room filled with long tables and a counter. A lab, maybe. Oz washed his hands and forearms of the dead man's blood. It made him feel filthy, although it was a part of his… this every day job. Alice stared down at her clipboard.
"Why did Alyss send us here, and what was that about saving the clown's life?" She asked, glancing around nervously.
Oz looked at his watch. "It's late, Alice. I'm sure we're the only ones still here other then the poor custodians who have to cart the bodies back and forth."
"Well I didn't know what I was doing!" She spit back in her defense. Cute, definitely cute.
"I don't either." He agreed.
The doors burst open and a young custodian, she looked strangely like… Sharon? A young custodian ran inside carrying the body of… Break. So that's what Alyss meant. She panted desperately.
"Please save my oni-san! I know you two usually operate on dead bodies, but he needs care now! Please!" She pleaded, the overly large body weighing down her toothpick arms.
Oz stared at Alice. They'd never operated at all. They had no idea what they were doing. But if they didn't, Break would die… They made up their decision quickly. Oz pulled on a pair of gloves, and he grabbed Break's unconscious body and hoisted it up on to the table.
Alice pulled on another pair of gloves and she went over to Sharon, who'd started sobbing. "Shh… Your oni-san will be fine. Doctor Oz knows what he's doing. This might take a while, so why don't you go and wait in the other room? The smell does get strong."
Oz grabbed the shirt, a white button down, that Break was wearing and ripped it off. The bullet wound in his stomach was clear from the blood. At least it didn't seem to deep. The bullet was still lodged in there.
Oz would have to go around the main organs, to the affected one, and remove the bullet as well as repair the damaged organ.
If only he knew how to do such a thing.
Alice placed the breathing machine over his mouth before making him swallow knock out pills. They also slowed his heart down until it beat about once a minute. He was already unconscious but if he woke up to the painful operation in the middle, it'd be dangerous for all of them.
Oz closed his eyes. Why? This was impossible! He didn't want to kill Break!
"Hey, Gil! Hmm? What are you doing?" Oz leaned down to see what exactly the Nightray was doing. He was holding a small dog in his lap.
There was a bloody hole there. Oz shuddered. Gilbert didn't look up from whatever he was doing.
"I'm saving this puppy's life. The kids were throwing rocks at it. One of the hit so hard it embedded itself into it's stomach. Poor thing." Gilbert stroked the dog's head gently while the other hand gingerly pulled out the rock in it's stomach.
"Why didn't you just leave it there?" Oz asked.
Gilbert glanced up. "Say, if I got shot in the stomach, would you just leave me there? No, you'd do your best to save me. Just remove the rock, and sew it back up. The little guy will be hurt and might die, but at least without this rock he can heal up."
Oz smiled. He leaned down and petted the puppy as well.
Oz blinked. Where did that memory come from? Then he glanced down at Break. Well, just remove the rock, sew the wound up, and then help him heal. Not too difficult.
"Alice, open the wound some more and clean it of blood. I'll remove the bullet and look for internal damage."
Alice nodded, and she poised the knife, trembling, over Break's gray and purple mottled stomach. Oz knew how terrifying it was to think of. Then her hand plunged and the slicing sound was so terribly disgusting that both of them had to hold their breaths.
Oz went in with a rather disturbing looking pair of tweezers. He poked around the intestines. Oh, good. They all looked like the bullet had passed them by. The rest of everything else also didn't seem terribly damaged. Bare scratched at all.
It was something of a miracle. The bullet at pierced skin, and then dove down, avoiding all organs and stopping right before Break's kidney. Oz tried to use the tweezers to remove it. It was stuck.
"Alice! I need your help! You have to pull out the bullet, I can't!" Oz called to her. Every minute was ticking away at Break's life.
Alice had her hands over her eyes, terrified of all the blood and death. Oz felt his heart break a little inside, seeing the normally enthusiastic girl frozen in fear. She herself had died once before. "Alice! I need you, you can't shut down now! Com'n, Alice!" He begged. She shook her head vigorously.
"I can't! I can't! He'll die, Break's going to die, it's all my fault, I wish I had never left the abyss, I'm so scared! Oz!" She cried.
Oz tried again, with all his might, to rip the bullet from Break's slowly dying body. Still stuck. Alice's inhuman strength was their only option. "Alice! You have to! You have to be strong!"
"I'm so scared!" She protested, collapsing to her knees. "I hate death! I hate it! I hate this I hate this I hate this!"
"Alice! Be strong!" He grabbed her arm and pulled her back to her feet. "Look me in the eyes."
She looked up a fraction, her violet eyes showing how terrified she really was. He held her gaze. "You can't give up. We can save Break. I just need your help. We can do this!" She glanced at the body. Break's body was taking shallow breaths. His skin was turning bluish gray. The operation had to end soon, or else he'd die. She looked back to Oz. Then she nodded slowly.
"The clown won't die on me now!" She grabbed the tweezers and ripped the bullet from his stomach in one try. Oz cheered.
He grabbed the stitching thread, and he sewed Break's body back up. Oz was clumsy with the needle, but he managed to pull the wound together and to tie of the thread without making it any worse. Alice watched with a lingeringly fearful expression, but she didn't break down again, much to Oz's relief.
Once they cleaned Break of blood once again, they placed him on a clean table. Alice went to Sharon to tell her that Break had survived the operation and when the professionals arrived tomorrow they would do more for him.
Oz watched as Break's one red eye opened.
"Thank you. Now you have to save our friend." Oz could've sworn Break just mouthed that, before the entire dimension collapsed.
Alice and Oz where standing back in Alyss's room. The board in their hands began revealing the first challenge. They blinked and looked around, but Alyss herself was no where to be seen.
"That was a nightmarish hell." Alice muttered.
"I hope we saved Break. I hated watching his skin turn blue." Oz agreed. The board in their hands flashed. They both looked down.
It said, in glowing blue letters, pity. And then, suddenly, another flash. Pity was crossed off. "Pity? Our challenge was our pity?" Alice asked. "Does that taste good?"
"No, I don't think pity is good tasting. It's an emotion. Since… Gilbert felt sorry for that dog all those months ago, so he saved it. And since he did that, our challenge was to do the same…?" Oz pondered.
"Now we wait for Alyss to give us another one then. Stupid broad." Alice scoffed.
Oz nodded and rubbed his hands. Why had he remembered that? Why did saving Gilbert had something to do with saving Break from a gunshot wound? Oz buried his head in his hands. He was so lost without Gil… How could he possibly survive the rest of the challenges if that was the first one?
A shorter chapter, I know. But knowing that most people don't actually read this sort of thing, I'm not too bothered by it. You can request challenges for Oz and Alice to do, btw. They have a shit load of crap Alyss has assigned them. So yay!
Oh, and there should be a link to a picture of Ancient Egypt!Gilbert I drew on my profile under Shifting Sands. Links here take way too long to post. Free for coloring, by the way.
Preview:
"...The girls to be conqubines, and the boys to be gladiators in the land across the seas. Roma." Joey patted the girl's chubby cheek lovingly.
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