A/N: So, chapter 3! I updated a little later than I expected, I'm sorry!

I DON'T OWN SAILOR MOON OR YU-GI-OH!

Chapter 3- Before The Storm

The wind picked up as it ruffled through Ahmose's hair. A chill ran up his spine as another strong gust whipped his blonde locks around once again. The air was slightly foggy, and there was a strange heaviness about it, like someone was watching from afar.

The spookiness was disturbing, but Ahmose knew he had a job to do: face Queen Beryl head on. He was the head knight and needed to stand his ground for his kingdom. It didn't help that he was the only knight that was searching the outside perimeter of the palace. The other knights were guarding the kingdom close by the palace grounds. Ahmose was ordered by Queen Serenity to search the perimeter for any signs of Beryl while the Pharaoh and Serenity went looking for Princess Serena.

The wind and the fog seemed to be getting worse as Ahmose continued to search. 'There's nothing here but wind and fog,' He though, 'this is a waste of my time.'

He reached the outermost part of the palace perimeter. Nothing was to be found. No sign of Queen Beryl. No sign of her army. Nothing. The only thing out here was Moon dust and shrubs.

Ahmose stood there for a few minutes before he decided the coast was clear. He started to walk back to the palace.

The wind picked up again, but this time the gust almost blew Ahmose off his feet. He turned towards the direction of the wind and saw a heavy blackness in the air. The blackness almost looked like a figure of something, but Ahmose couldn't quite make out what it was.

The blackness inched closer in an eerie crawl. Ahmose took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He drew his sword and prepared to face the darkness.

"Isis, we need to get out of here and warn everyone," Seto grabbed Isis' wrist and began to walk but was pulled back by a slight tug. He turned around, "Now, Isis!"

Isis pulled her hand out of his grip and shook her head, "We cannot cause panic, Seto."

A confused look crept up on the High Priests face, "What are you talking about? We are in danger and so is the Pharaoh. We must leave now!" Seto didn't understand why Isis didn't want to leave; they would die if they stayed.

Isis took a deep breath and looked up into the priests deep blue eyes. Tears were quickly forming in her eyes and she let one fall and hit the ground with a tiny splash, "I don't mean to cry, Seto…. I've just seen, not a few deaths, but many deaths…. Including my own…." Her tears quickly turned into small streams that fell rapidly down her cheeks as she began to sob.

Seto pulled her into an embrace. He let her cry in his arms for awhile before he spoke, "Why didn't you tell me about your death right away?"

She shook her head, "I'm sorry…."

He broke the embrace and gripped her upper arms tightly. He bent down so that their eyes were on the same level. Seto glared at her sternly, his blue eyes piercing her brown ones, "Do not be sorry, Isis. You know that not every one of your visions are completely accurate. You may be predicting something that will never come true."

"I know," she nodded, "But I've never had a vision this strong before, I can feel it not only in my mind, but throughout my entire body. I feel it flow through my veins, in my bones…." She placed her hand on her chest, "I can feel it in my heart."

Seto stared at her for a few moments. He knew that the Millennium Necklace was extremely accurate, and when it was used by Isis the predictions were even more accurate. If Isis felt that her vision would come true with everything in her, then it more than likely would. Seto just didn't want her to give up so easily, but he knew, even in his heart, that she was going to die.

Seto let go of his grip on Isis and stood up straight. He let out a heavy sigh as he rubbed his temples in an attempt to keep himself from distress. This entire situation was horrible and now Seto regretted encouraging the Pharaoh into bringing everyone to the Moon Kingdom.

"Seto…." Isis whispered. She began to unhook the back of her Millennium Necklace.

"What are you doing?"

She held out the necklace, "I want you to take it with you."

"Isis, don't you give up," Seto shook his head in furry, "Don't you give up on me so easily!"

She smiled weakly, "Give this to the Pharaoh."

"No! The Pharaoh needs you, Isis! You can still live," The High Priest grabbed her hand tightly, "Come with me, we will find the Pharaoh and we will survive!"

Isis lowered her head and Seto saw a tear drip down and hit the marble floor. "I cannot, Seto…. My destiny is to die." She took a deep breath and spoke in a whisper, "Please let me go."

Seto shook his head and shouted, "No, Isis! I cannot just leave you here to die!"

Isis looked up at him, her brown eyes full of reason and confidence, "We shall see each other again one day."

Serena was fed up with herself. She hung her head slightly in disappointment. She had let her mother down by Endymion leaving. She didn't know why he left, but she remembered the last conversation they'd had and his gorgeous eyes piercing through her and shattering her heart into a million pieces….

'Serena, I cannot stay here. Earth is my home,' Endymion said as he let go of Serena's hand to gaze upon his home planet through Serena's bedroom window.

'Endymion, please!' She begged as she reached for his arm. He quickly pulled it away.

'Serena,' he took a deep breath before continuing, 'we are not meant to be together any longer.'

Serena blinked in shock and she raised her voice, 'what are you talking about!' Furry poured through her and she clenched her fists to try and contain her rage, 'You cannot do this!' Serena stomped closer to him, their faces just inches apart, 'WE ARE ENGADGED TO BE WED! YOU CANNOT JUST LEAVE NOW!'

Endymion glared at her, 'It is what it is, Serena…. I must go. There's nothing for me here….'

Shock crossed Serena's face as she took a step back, 'Nothing for you here? Nothing for you….' she trailed off into a moment of silence to place her thoughts, 'I'm here, Endymion.' Confusion made itself quite evident in her voice, 'Isn't that enough for you?'

Endymion shook his head. Nothing Serena would say could convince him, his mind was made up, 'My destiny is to go home. Earth needs me. I cannot become king of the Moon Kingdom. I am truly sorry, Serena.'

Serena was not only confused but enraged! How could she not be enough for him? How could he just up and leave? Tears streaked down her rosy cheeks and a few grazed her lips, and Serena tasted the bittersweet-ness of her tears….

Endymion started to walk towards the door when he stopped in his tracks and turned on his heel to face Serena one last time, 'Goodbye, I love you….'

Serena slammed her fist into the hard marble railing. She was overlooking the ballroom. She hadn't noticed any of the party-goers below because of her little flashback. It took a second for her frustration of her flashback with Endymion to subdue. Serena inhaled deeply and let it out slowly.

Serena observed the guests who were chatting, drinking, and dancing below. Did they even notice her daydreaming? Did they even know she was standing above them? Did they even know of the dangers that were lurking just outside the palace? Serena assumed they didn't. She had felt Queen Beryl approaching and it made her stomach do flips. Serena felt her nerves take over and she was about to run when she turned around to see High Priest Seto walking towards her.

His sapphire blue eyes glared into her soul, there was something disturbing about them, like he was just given horrid news. Serena could tell he was trying to cover-up something. He was doing a good job of it too, if it weren't for his eyes….

"Serena," Seto said in a calm voice, "are you alright?"

Serena took a deep breath again and exhaled, "Yes, I am alright, you?"

He nodded even though Serena knew he was lying. His eyes were keeping something secret.

Seto held out his hand and gave Serena a charming smirk, letting whatever bad news he had just received roll off his back, "I believe it's time for me to escort you in the Grand Entrance."

Serena smiled, "Yes, it is." She took his hand and began to turn her head, as if she were looking for something.

High Priest Seto cocked his head to the side, "What are you looking for?"

"Ahmose," She said, "he is supposed to announce the Grand Entrance," Serena paused for a moment and remembered that she had sent Ahmose off to deliver a message to her mother.

"Princess?"

She looked up into Seto's beautiful blue eyes, "I'm sorry; I just remembered that I sent him off to deliver a message to my mother. It's perfectly alright. I can have a guard announce our arrival." Princess Serena saw a guard standing close by and shouted over to him, "Excuse me?"

The guard turned towards her direction quickly and bowed, "Yes, your majesty?"

"I need you to announce the arrival of myself," she paused and looked up at Seto. She tugged on his arm and gave him a flirty smile, "and my date," she emphasized the word, "High Priest Seto."

"Yes, your majesty."

The hair on the back of Ahmose's neck stood up. His stomach did mini flips as he stood there, waiting for the darkness that was approaching to attack.

As the blackness inched closer and closer, Ahmose was able to see a faint figure emerging form the dark fog. He squinted slightly to see if he could make out more of the figure. Sure enough, he saw what looked like an outline of a human.

Ahmose took a deep breath and shouted, "SHOW YOURSELF!"

There was no response, and the eerie-ness of it made Ahmose shiver. Nothing was worse than an enemy he couldn't see, or hear….

He shouted to the blackness once again, "COME OUT! I KNOW YOU ARE THERE!"

Silence filled his ears for a long while, and the blackness inched closer until it stopped a few feet in front of Ahmose. He gripped his sword tighter and held it more firmly in front of him.

The blackness started to disappear and the figure that Ahmose saw before was much clearer now.

"S-show yourself…." Ahmose said in a quiet voice. He could feel his nerves taking over and engulfing him.

There were a few moments of silence until a soft voice was heard, almost inaudible, like a whisper, "As you wish."

Slowly, the figure moved into view, and the blackness that once surrounded the area was gone, leaving behind excess fog and a tall, young man.

Ahmose glared at the man who was about the same age as him, if not a few years older, "Who are you?"

The man gave Ahmose a small smirk, his black eyes smiling as well. He bowed slightly to Ahmose and said, "I am Vincent."

Ahmose narrowed his eyes at him, "What are you doing here, and what do you want with my people?"

Vincent's smirk grew and he let out a small laugh, "I am not here to hurt your people. I am looking for the one who will become king."

Ahmose became defensive, "What do you want with the Moon King?"

The smirk that was evident on Vincent's face dropped into a frown, and he furrowed his brows, "Is the one who is from Earth not here?"

Ahmose frowned but stayed silent. He refused to tell a stranger who was possibly working for Queen Beryl anything about his kingdom.

"Is Prince Endymion not here?" Vincent's voice was sharp and was etched with a mocking tone, "Has he left?"

Ahmose did not respond. He was furious. Who did this man think he was? Snooping around in the Moon Kingdom's business; he had no right.

The smirk reappeared on Vincent's face and he took a step closer to Ahmose, the mocking tone still evident in his voice, "So, he has left…. The Moon Kingdom has no king…." He cocked his head to the side and mocked Ahmose with a fake frown, "How sad."

"What do you want!" Ahmose was stern.

Vincent observed Ahmose for a few moments, "You're different, aren't you?"

Ahmose stood his ground.

Vincent continued, "You're not from the moon at all…. You're an Earthling."

Ahmose's anger grew, he ignored Vincent's last comment and spoke with more sternness than before, "Where is Queen Beryl?"

Vincent blinked, his black eyes were taunting, "Beryl?" He laughed, "Queen Beryl works for me."

Ahmose shoved his sword only a few centimeters in front of Vincent's face. Vincent did not flinch, instead, he laughed.

"Do not let me say it again!" Ahmose said, "What is it that you want?"

Instead of the creepy laughter and smile that Vincent showed before, his face and voice became angry and abrupt, "How dare you question my authority?"

Ahmose shoved the blade even closer, his anger matching that of Vincent's, "This is my home, Vincent! I have the authority!"

Vincent's face was hard as stone. His eyes were cold as he glared into Ahmose's eyes, sending a slight shiver down his spine.

When Vincent spoke, his voice was quieter, "I've come here to look for an heir."

Ahmose cocked his head slightly, confused by what Vincent was saying, "Heir?"

Vincent took a deep breath. He began to pace, and Ahmose noticed how pale his skin was in the Earth's glow and Moon's light combined. His jet-black hair was thick and a little shorter than Ahmose's own blonde hair, which curled at the ends. Vincent's black eyes were the one thing that truly struck Ahmose. He was drawn to them, like a moth to the flame. Ahmose had never seen black eyes in his life, and they captivated him, drawing out the darkest parts of Ahmose, making him hollow.

Vincent stopped his pacing and stared at Ahmose. This time Vincent's eyes seemed trusting and open, not as scary as they had been, "Ahmose, I am looking for an heir…." His tone almost seemed sad, and Ahmose even felt a little sympathy.

"How do you know my name?" Ahmose said softly.

A small smile crept up Vincent's cheeks, "I've been around for many years, young man. I know many things."

Young man? Ahmose was confused. Why was this guy calling him, young man, when they were practically around the same age? "How old are you?" he asked.

"5,000 years old."

Ahmose's eyes widened, he was skeptical but a part of him believed Vincent, how would he have known his name otherwise?

"You see, Queen Beryl isn't…." he paused and placed a hand on his chin, thinking of the right words, "She's not the perfect heir."

"To what throne?" Ahmose knew that if there was a perfect heir, there had to be a throne and an entire kingdom as well.

The creepy smile that always seemed to grace itself upon Vincent's face reappeared, except this time pearly white teeth were shone brightly, like stars in a black sky. Vincent took his time in replying but when he did his voice had an edge like a razorblade, "Only the greatest throne known to man!" There was a gleam in his shadowy eyes as he spoke again, "The entire galaxy!"

Ahmose frowned, anger clear in his eyes, "The galaxy? Are you serious? You plan on taking over the galaxy?"

Vincent laughed, "Taking over?" He laughed once again, sending another wave of shivers down Ahmose's spine, "No, no, I don't plan on taking over anything..." The next thing Vincent said made Ahmose's head spin and his anger boil until he was almost unable to control it, "Dear boy, I own the galaxy."

"YOU OWN NOTHING!" Ahmose shouted.

"Calm yourself," Vincent cracked his usual smile, "Your anger will be the death of you."

Ahmose didn't care what Vincent said, he would fight back with force, "Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you right now!"

Vincent folded his arms, never letting his smile leave, "Because you need me."

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome our lovely, Princess Serena, and her escort, High Priest Seto of Egypt."

The guests applauded and cheered as Serena and Seto made their way down the pearly white staircase. Their arms were looped together, and Seto politely bowed to Serena as they reached the bottom of the stairwell. Serena smiled brightly to him and gave a gracious bow as well. Music began to play and people began to dance in a formal manor.

Seto gracefully offered his hand to Serena, "Princess?"

Joy filled Serena at how polite he was, "Yes?"

"Can I have this dance?"

Serena felt butterflies in her stomach and she smiled sweetly, "Of course." She took his hand and they made their way to the center of the ballroom. They began to dance. Serena's white gown flooded the ballroom as she twirled, and Seto's tan cloak twirled in time with her gown. They were spot-on with the music, and guests watched in awe at their grace and beauty of their dance.

Serena felt like she was in heaven. She'd never been a brilliant dancer, and she was always so nervous in front of people, but there was something about Seto that just calmed all of her nerves. His blue eyes gazed into hers, never looking away from her, and Serena felt the butterflies grow. It was almost as though she felt complete with Seto, like there was no other person she'd rather be with at that particular moment. That's when it hit her…. Endymion was never right for her to begin with. Serena smiled to herself at her new realization.

She gripped his hand just a bit tighter and said, "You're a wonderful dancer, Seto."

He smiled, "Thank you, you're not so bad yourself."

Serena laughed, "I really am not. I'm horrible."

Seto giggled, "Don't be silly. You are wonderful." There was a caring look in his eyes that Serena hadn't seen before. It intrigued her and she couldn't help but return the same look. The two of them smiled, both knowing that they'd found something worth keeping.

Queen Serenity and Pharaoh Atem walked throughout the ballroom looking for Princess Serena.

"I hope she's around here somewhere," Queen Serenity said to Atem, "and I pray that she is doing alright and isn't too upset about Endymion."

Atem stopped walking and looked towards the center of the ballroom.

Serenity noticed that the pharaoh had stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"

The pharaoh smiled and said, "I think your daughter is doing just fine."

Queen Serenity made her way over to Atem to see what he was seeing. Sure enough, there was Serena. She was dancing with Atem's High Priest. They were smiling, and Serena looked quite happy.

"I haven't seen Seto this happy in awhile," Atem said.

Serenity nodded, "They do look rather happy don't they?"

Atem nodded in agreement and looked up at Serenity with seriousness and certainty, "Looks like you do not have to worry about your daughter for awhile, she is in the care of High Priest Seto, she will be safe."

"I agree," Serenity said, "but we must act quickly if we want it to stay that way."

"Yes, we have to locate Beryl." And with that the two monarchs made their way out of the ballroom remarkably unnoticed by any of the guests.

The night was drawing to a close and Seto and Serena had made their way to the balcony in Serena's bedroom. The two held hands as they gazed upon the stars and the Earth.

"What's it like?" Serena asked.

"What is what like?"

"Earth," Serena asked, "I have heard it's green and lush with life."

Seto chuckled, "Not where I'm from."

Serena tilted her head to look at him. She could never seem to get enough of his sapphire blue eyes. She waited for him to continue.

"You see, Egypt is located in the middle of a desert."

"Desert?"

Seto smiled, "You have never heard of a desert?"

Serena shook her head.

"It's like a sea of sand, there's no green for miles, except for on the shore of the Nile."

"Nile?"

"The Nile River," Seto explained, "It's Egypt's lifeline."

"Sounds interesting," Serena said, "I want to go to Egypt one day." There was a long moment of silence until Serena turned to face Seto. She gripped both of his hands firmly, "Will you take me with you, Seto?"

"Take you to Earth?"

Serena nodded, "Yes, take me with you when you leave."

Seto frowned slightly, "Princess, I don't think I can do that."

"Why not!" Serena exclaimed, "I want to go," she let go of his hands and turned away from him, "I thought you would enjoy taking me with you…."

Seto's frown grew, "I would, Serena, I just can't…. I am sorry…."

"Why can't you?"

Seto sighed, "Because, I have given my loyalties to the Pharaoh. I cannot betray him and your mother by taking you with me. It wouldn't be right."

Serena turned towards him with a scowl on her face, "you certainly can take me with you…. you just do not want to!"

Seto's frown and frustration grew. Why did this have to be so difficult? Why couldn't she just understand that he wanted her to come, but he just couldn't bring her? "Serena, I don't want to hurt you, but-"

Serena cut him off, "But what, Seto? Just another excuse for you to not want me, isn't it?"

Seto was taken aback, "Not want you?"

Serena spoke quickly, taking a couple steps closer to him until their faces were inches apart, "You know, I was just beginning to like you…. but I guess you don't feel the same…."

Her words made Seto's ears ring, "Of course I like you, Serena!"

"Then show it!" The words were like venom and they ate away at Seto's conscience like a cobra bite infecting the bloodstream.

"I felt something tonight," Serena admitted, "You've taken a piece of me…. A piece of my heart…."

Seto reached for her hand and placed it upon his heart, "Do you feel it, Princess?"

Serena was instantly calmed by his touch and she closed her eyes. She concentrated on the small thumps hitting the palm of her hand, "Yes, I feel it."

"From here on out, every heartbeat, is yours."

A/N: I hope you enjoyed Chapter 3! I'm so so so so so so SO sorry if this was a little confusing to any of you! I PROMISE you it will all be explained in the next chapter. If you have any questions of suggestions for me, please let me know, send me a PM and I will get back to you.

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