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Chap 4: Ishizu's Sad Story (Part I)
Tea continued to stare at the television screen in complete shock and disbelief, her food long forgotten. Ishizu Ishtar…what in the world…what the hell was she doing in Japan? More importantly, what the hell was she doing outside the lair! Did this mean that Malik was out as well? If so, then where? When? Why? How? What in Ra's name was going on?
She hastily rubbed her blood-shot eyes as she desperately tried to think of a reasonable explanation for all of this. The Ishtars had sworn to protect the Pharaoh's tomb until his return. That, in theory, was supposed to occur 10 years after the queen reclaimed her bracelet. It had been approximately 12 years since she received the Millennium Bracelet, meaning that if she was in fact who the tomb keepers had thought her to be, then the Pharaoh would have already arrived. So…did that mean that the keepers had already fulfilled their purpose and were no longer required to live under ground?
She glanced back over at the television. Wait a minute…her former friend appeared to be wearing a Millennium item, but which one? She slowly made her way over to the screen and sat down in front of it, eyes transfixed on the stunning, gold necklace that the girl had around her neck. It was vaguely familiar, but she believed it to be the Millennium Tauk. She remembered seeing it once in Mr. Ishtar's office, along with the Millennium Rod, but she couldn't remember what sort of power each possessed. All she knew is that one predicted the future or retold the past, while the other was capable of controlling people's minds.
Her ears tuned back into the present as one of the news anchors began to speak. Ishizu had already disappeared from view. Damn…where did she go?
"Miss Ishtar is scheduled to be stationed here, at the museum, for the next few weeks or so as she prepares for the grand opening of her exhibit on the 21st of June. For more information on this, please call the toll-free number at the bottom of your screen or visit the museum's website at www . dcmuseum . org. Now back to you, Keiko…"
She was at the museum…Ishizu, the answer to all her enigmatic questions, was only a short drive away. She slowly reached over and shut off the television. It was evident that she wasn't going to get any answers by just sitting there, so what the hell was she waiting for?
She quickly jumped up, ran to her bedroom, and threw on a pair of jeans and a tee shirt. This was it then…she was going to visit her. If she didn't go now, her hundreds of looming questions would continue to accumulate, creating somewhat of a volatile atmosphere inside her brain. And that definitely wouldn't be a good thing.
Upon spotting her black backpack, she shoved a couple of needed items within it and threw it over her shoulders, eyes darting over towards the clock. It was approximately 12:30…was the museum even open at this time? On a Sunday?
She nervously chewed on her lower lip as she exited her room. This ought to be real interesting…she hadn't seen this girl in what, six years? And what if Malik happened to be there with her? Then what would she do?
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'Good riddance!' the raven-haired woman thought angrily as the last of the reporters left. 'The media can be so bothersome at times - no. They're bothersome all the time!'
She quickly whirled around to face the two men that were standing behind her. She said to them in a curt, Arabic tongue, "Please be sure that no one disturbs me until Mr. Kaiba arrives. Is that clear?"
"Yes, Miss Ishtar," one of the guards said with a quick bow.
"Good." With that, she turned to leave, but stopped suddenly. The eye in the center of her necklace began to glow and a vision flashed promptly before her eyes, causing them to go wide. "Oh my…"
"Miss Ishtar?" the other guard asked, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Are you okay?"
A huge smile spread across the young woman's face as she gently ran one of her hands across her tauk's golden exterior, a soft giggle emitting from her throat. "I'm fine!" she chirped. "But…" Her face grew solemn as she turned back towards them and said, "An auburn haired girl with blues eyes will be arriving before Mr. Kaiba. You are to let her in as well."
"Of course, Miss Ishtar," the first guard replied. The two men then quietly left the room.
Ishizu let out another soft giggle as she closed her eyes and whispered, "It's been a long time, Tea. It is rather fortunate that fate has decided to reunite us, for you are just the person I had wished to see…"
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"Oh my Ra, COME ON PEOPLE!" Tea screamed as she pounded on her horn. There she was, stuck in the center of a huge traffic jam with no way to turn around or get out. "RA DAMMIT!" She was getting no where fast, and to make matters worse she could feel her blood pressure beginning to skyrocket…
"Need…stress…reliever…now," she muttered through clenched teeth as she struggled to keep her cool. She reached into her box of CD's that lay on the seat next to her, pulled one out, and popped it in. "Thank Ra for music. It's the only thing that keeps me sane now-a-days…"
Fifteen minutes went by and her car had barely moved an inch. And to make matters worse again, the fact that she had gotten too much sleep was beginning to catch up with her…not good.
Just then, Tea noticed that they were coming up to another intersection. Well, if she wanted to get there sometime this millennium, this was her chance! "Just a little more…little more…little - FINALLY!" she cried as the traffic finally moved far enough along for her to turn right and escape down a different road.
It was only a matter of time now, but the anticipation was still vigorously eating away at her insides. She had a dire feeling that something bad was going to happen…either that, or she was just super paranoid.
The huge parking lot was empty, permitting her to zoom from one end to the other and park rather quickly. So she had been right…the museum wasn't open on Sundays. Now, the least she could do was hope that she'd be able to spot someone who was roaming around inside.
She quickly ran up to the front doors and peered inside. The only thing she was able to see was herself, staring right back at her. The doors appeared to be made out of a thick, one-way glass. How convenient…
'Guess it's time to avert to plan B,' she thought sighing. With that, she began to pound on the door as hard as she could, hoping someone would hear her before her hands fell off…
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Across from the museum's front doors was a long hall, and way down at the other end of stood two, tall, and burly Egyptian men. They were in the middle of having an important conversation about turbans and which of theirs was more in style, when they heard pounding emanating from the front door. They exchanged confused looks.
"What's that noise?"
"It could be Seto Kaiba…"
"You mean the CEO of Kaiba Corp that Miss Ishtar is expecting?"
"Oh no, I'm referring to the man who comes by every half hour to deliver the lady pasteurized milk. You know, the kind you can't get in Egypt?"
"Oh."
"Ug, you moron! I was just kidding! Yes, I mean Seto Kaiba, CEO of Kaiba Corp! Oh, why must I be forced to work with such an incompetent fool such as yourself!"
The other guard didn't seem to notice that his partner had just insulted him, for he exclaimed, "Oh wait! It could also be the girl that Miss Ishtar said would be arriving before Mr. Kaiba!"
"True…"
"Well, shouldn't we go check then?"
The other guard sighed. "Why not?"
The two men cautiously approached the thick, glass doors. The pounding had long since ceased, but they could still see that someone was out there. They each took hold of a handle and pulled the doors open. The incompetent one was the one who spoke, his Japanese words coated in a thick, Arabic accent.
"The Museum is closed right now…can we help you?"
"It's about time…you guys opened!" Tea cried, leaning against the doorpost as she tried to catch her breath. "I need to…speak to…Ishizu…right now! It's an…it's an emergency!"
"What business do you have with her?" the same man asked.
"Hey, she could be the girl that Miss Ishtar wanted to speak to," the other guard whispered in Arabic.
"Yeah, but she doesn't really have brown hair…there are a lot of blonde streaks in it," the incompetent one whispered back.
"You stupid oaf! Miss Ishtar said that there was going to be a young lady arriving at about this time. I don't see any other girls standing around the premise, do you!"
As the two men continued to argue with one another, Tea's blood began to boil. Little did they know, she was fluent in Arabic and could understand everything that they were saying. Of all the stupid things they could argue about…
'I…don't…have…TIME…FOR…THIS!' she screamed inside her head. "HEY!" The two guards stopped talking and turned to face her.
"Can we help y-"
"Yeah, as a matter of fact, YOU CAN HELP ME!" she boomed in Arabic, taking them by surprise. "It's super important that you let me in to speak with Ishizu! It's an emergency, and she's the only one who can help!" She then turned towards the incompetent one. "Oh, and FYI, MY HAIR IS BROWN! Have you ever heard of 'highlights' ya dumb a-hole! Yeah, I didn't think so!" She glared at him with fiery, azure eyes, breathing hard.
"I told you!" the more intelligent guard cried. "I was - wait a minute." He turned back towards Tea. "How is it that a girl like you knows Arabic?"
"Yeah!" the other one added. "You sure don't look it."
"Does it really matter? No, it doesn't. Now, are you going to let me in or what? Cause in case you haven't noticed…I DON'T HAVE ALL MOTHER FRIGGIN' DAY!"
"Uh, of course!" the guards said simultaneously. They quickly stepped aside, allowing her to enter.
"Miss Ishizu is right down the here…this way," one of them said as they led her down the long corridor.
'What morons,' Tea thought angrily. 'I bet these two don't even know left from right!'
When they finally reached the door, one of the men knocked and said, "Miss Ishtar, your female visitor has arrived and requests your presence." Some muffled sounds could be heard from within, causing the man to nod his head. He turned back towards Tea. "She will see you now." With that, the two men turned and walked back towards the front doors.
'Bakas…' Tea thought as she watched them walk away. 'I wonder how they ever managed to get a job working from one of the most intelligent people I know!'
"I am sorry about all that…it is true that they can often appear as vacuous fools, but I still love them none the less."
Rented from her thoughts, Tea spun around to face a stunning woman with long black hair and blue eyes; an exact replica of her childhood friend that seemed to have grown up overnight.
"Ishizu?"
The girl gave her a weird look. "Don't tell me that you've forgotten what I look like already!"
A huge, toothy smiled crossed Tea's lips as she squealed and pulled her friend into a huge hug. "Oh my Ra, ISHIZU! I've missed you so much!" Ishizu laughed and hugged her back. "What are you doing here? Why are you outside the lair? Is he…" She slowly let the girl go and nervously glanced around, lowering her voice to a minimum. "Is Malik here with you?"
Ishizu sighed. "Come. I shall answer all your questions and more, but not here." She motioned for her to come inside. "This way-"
"But wait!" Tea cried, grabbing hold of her arm.
The young Egyptian whirled back around, her eyes full of concern and confusion. "What is it?"
"I'm sorry, but I must know - right now…" She swallowed hard, furtively glancing in either direction. "Is your brother here with you?"
The woman smiled, placing her hand on the girl's shoulder. "You miss him, don't you?"
The auburn-haired girl vigorously nodded her head. 'More than you could ever imagine…'
"Well I'm sorry, but he's not. Although he will be our main topic of discussion, so if you'll follow me, we can get started. Now come on." She gently took her by the hand and led her into a dimly lit room.
Tea silently followed, feeling only the slightest pang of disappointment and regret deep inside her heart. On the other hand, the fact that he wasn't with his sister made her feel somewhat uneasy. Then again, she was feeling quite paranoid at the moment, so maybe it was just her…
"You know Tea," Ishizu began as she closed the door behind them, "my necklace told me that you would be coming today."
"Wha?" she replied, giving her friend a puzzled look. "What did you say?" Dammit, she did it again! Was she really that crappy of a listener?
Her elder friend giggled. "You and your short attention span." She motioned for her to sit on the opposite side of her desk. "I said that I knew you were coming. I must say that it took me by great surprise. I hadn't expected you to find me so quickly…"
So it was the Millennium Tauk had the power to see into the future…that would make sense as to why the guards were debating whether or not she was the girl that had been expected.
"The necklace…so that's the item with the whole 'foreseeing' capability."
"Yes, it is," Ishizu replied, touching it gently as she sat across from her. "Not only that, but it can see into the past as well."
"Hmmm…well, now I know. I couldn't remember if it was the rod or the necklace that contained such a power. So that leaves the mind-controlling aptitude to the rod, huh?"
Ishizu slowly nodded her head. "I'm afraid so, however I am not the one in control of it…my brother is." Her face grew stern. "And as of right now, that is not a good thing."
Tea gave her a weird. "Ok, and just what exactly do you mean by, 'not a good thing?' Is something wrong with Malik? He isn't in trouble, is he?"
"Oh no, no, no, Malik is fine," Ishizu quickly pointed out. "He's just not really himself…"
"Meaning what? I don't understand…where is he now? I…" She lowered her head as despondent memories of their separation flooded her mind, but a smile still managed to find its way onto her face. "I miss him so much. He was such a wonderful friend."
Ishizu let out a deep breath, reached across the table, and took Tea's hands within hers. "Look, I know you miss him, but you have to listen to me, and listen well, ok?" Tea slowly nodded, indicating that it was alright to continue. "After you left the lair, Malik drastically changed…on the inside."
Tea gaped at the raven-haired woman. "Excuse me?"
"I'm so sorry that I must bring you such sad news, but you must know the truth…" she whispered. "You must know if we are to save him…"
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She could tell by the expression on her brother's face that he had re-entered that deep stage of depression; the one he had been trapped within for the past few weeks. She gently placed her hand on his shoulder, unintentionally causing him wince in pain. He had just undergone two painful procedures: the tomb keeper's initiation, and the loss of his best friend. If that wasn't enough to tear someone to pieces from the inside out, then that person must not have been human…
"I'm so sorry, Malik," she coaxed. The boy said nothing and looked away. It had been a few weeks since it all happened, but the wounds on his back and in his heart were still as fresh as ever. "Please, Malik. There must be something I can do for you…"
"Actually…" he began softly, redirecting his gaze towards her. "There is one thing…"
"Really?" she cried happily. Those were the first words he had spoken to her all week. The only one he had been willing to confide in lately was Odeon.
"Take me to the surface," were his words as he gave her a taxing gaze. "Take me outside."
She gasped. "Malik! You know father would never let us get away with th-"
"THEN GO AWAY!" he screamed, throwing the bed covers over his head.
"Malik, please don't be like-"
"I SAID LEAVE!"
Ishizu's bit her lower lip in an effort to subdue the cries that were desperately trying to force their way out of her throat. What could she do? They'd never get away with this…could they? She glanced down at the bulge that lay immobile underneath the bed covers. Aw hell, if going outside would help her brother feel better, than she'd risk getting into trouble…she'd risk anything…
"Wait a second Malik, I have an idea…"
Two, innocent eyes slowly peeked out from under the blanket. "You do?"
"Yes, but we'll need Odeon to make it work…"
"Did I hear someone call my name?" A tall, dark haired man entered Malik's room with a friendly smile upon his face. "How can I be of service to you Master Malik…Ishizu?"
"By helping us escape from this joint!" he cried happily, pushing the covers over the side of the bed. "I want to go outside!"
"Malik hush! Do you want father to catch us before we even get a chance to plan our escape?" Ishizu hissed as she clasped a hand over his mouth.
As he struggled to pull away, Odeon asked, "What's all this about escaping? Does Malik wish to see what lies above the sand?" The young boy stopped struggling, and nodded his head. "Hmmm…I see. In that case, why not?"
Malik yanked Ishizu's hand off his mouth and squealed with glee. "REALLY? ARE YOU REALLY GONNA HELP-" He stopped abruptly as he noticed his sister giving him an evil death glare out of the corner of his eye. He smiled sheepishly and lowered his voice. "What I mean to ask is…are you really gonna help us escape the lair?"
"I suppose it wouldn't hurt for you to leave for a short hour or so. Who knows, it might just help with this severe depression of yours," his elder brother replied, putting his hand to his chin. "What do you think, Ishizu?"
She reluctantly nodded, wishing that she had never brought it up. Then again, she wanted to rid her brother of all the ill thoughts and feelings that were devouring him from the inside out, so, as guilty as she may have felt, she hastily pushed her reluctance aside. It was for her brother…"I suppose…but we must be quiet, ok?"
"Oh really? Thank you Ishizu! Thank you so much!" Malik whispered vociferously. He pulled her into a big, warm hug, wincing slightly as she put a bit too much pressure on his back to return it. "I promise to be on my best behavior!"
His sister let out a long sigh "Father should be asleep right now, so I think that the best time to leave would be right now." She yanked the over-excited boy off of her, turned towards Odeon, and asked, "You promise you'll keep father occupied if he happens to get up?"
"I give you my word," the older man replied, holding up a hand.
"Thank you…now come on Malik, let's go."
The two silently tiptoed out of the room, ran up the stairs, pulled open the hatch, and climbed out into the amazing world that awaited them.
Malik shielded his eyes as they stepped into the hot, Egyptian sun. He had never been in the presence of such a bright light before. "WOW!" he exclaimed as he scanned the surface of the sand. "It's so beautiful, just like Tea had said!" He then quickly bolted off in the direction of the village.
"Malik! Wait up! You promised to behave!" Ishizu called after his retreating figure.
"C'MON ISHIZU!" he called over his shoulder. "YOU GOTTA SHOW ME EVERYTHING!"
"Why me?" she moaned as she sprinted after him. She could already tell that this was going to be one, long day…
Upon entering the town, Malik gaped in awe as he took in his surroundings. He saw everything, including enormous houses, children playing in the street, people riding camels, merchants running in all directions as they frantically tried to sell their products, and animals scurrying across the ground. Ishizu could tell Malik was happier than he had ever been. He was finally able to see all the wonderful things Tea had told him about. If only the brunette could have been there to see it with them…
Soon, they entered the market area, which was bustling with people. Malik tried to take something, but quickly learned that you have to buy an item before you take it. All of a sudden, something caught his eye. It was a large box with moving pictures inside.
"A TV!" he cried. "TEA TOLD ME ALL ABOUT THOSE!" He ran over to it and pressed his nose against the screen, eyes bulging with excitement.
"Malik! Come back here!" his sister cried from a few yards back. When she had finally caught up to him, she bent over and rested her hands on her knees, panting heavily. This boy sure had a lot of energy! But it was really about time they went home…she had a worried feeling that they had been out for too long…
"Hey Ishizu, what was that machine on the TV screen? The one with the big wheels?" her little brother asked as she pulled him along. "Tea never told me about those!"
"It was a motorcycle, Malik. Now come on. We really have to go."
'Wow…when I get older, I'm gonna get myself a motorcycle,' he told himself happily. "Hey - ow, Ishizu! Don't pull me so hard…that hurts!"
"Sorry, sorry. But you gotta hurry it up. We're almost home…"
"Home?" Malik questioned. "We don't live in a home. We live in a hole. Normal people live in homes." He sighed and lowered his gaze to the ground.
Poor Malik…it was true. They weren't exactly what you'd call 'normal people,' now were they? Their family had lived underground for the past 5000 years, anxiously awaiting the return of an ancient Pharaoh whom they weren't sure was even coming…
"Tea was a normal person…" Malik explained as they arrived at the base of the burrow. "That's why father sent her away…because she wasn't meant to live with abnormal people like us."
"Malik…"
"Why? Why do we have to be so RA DAMN different? Why the hell couldn't Tea stay with us? WHY DID HE HAVE TO SEND HER AWAY? I…I miss her so much…" His voice trailed off as he began to softly sob into his hands. "I hate being different…I hate being a tomb keeper."
Ishizu pulled the crying boy into a warm embrace. She hated to see him this way…it was hurting her as just as much as it was hurting him. 'Maybe coming outside wasn't such a good idea…'
Little did she know, she couldn't have been more right.
When the two parted, Ishizu bent down, opened the hatch, and gasped. "What in the world…a silent alarm? This was never here before! Father must have put it in after Tea left…oh Ra no…please no!" She rushed down the steps, Malik close behind.
"Does this mean that father knows?" her brother asked anxiously, petrified of what lay ahead. There was nothing that the two of them feared more then their father's wrath…
They quickly ran to Malik's bedroom, only to find the door wide open and the floor covered in sheets and blankets. "Oh no…please no!" Ishizu shrieked. Her whole body began to shake. "We should never have done this! We should never have left! Never! Ne-" She stopped abruptly as she felt a small hand gently touch her shoulder. She turned to face the lavender-eyed boy. He was…smiling?
"It'll be okay, sis," he coaxed. "I promise. Now come on. Let's go find out where Odeon is!"
She slowly nodded her head, smiling wanly. "I hope you're right…"
They quickly scurried down the long hall to their father's office. The door was closed, but they were still able to hear loud shouts and cries of pain coming from the other side.
Malik's eyes widened in horror. "ODEON!" He shoved the door open and screamed. The man's limp form lay beaten and bloody on the cold, cement floor, his hands bound tightly in front of his body.
Ishizu covered her mouth with her hand as a wave of nausea washed over her body. "Oh Ra…"
"YOU!" their father boomed as he took note of their presence. He pointed an accusing finger towards the boy. "How dare you disobey my rules and exit the lair! You are a TOMB KEEPER! YOU HAVE BROKEN THE CODE!" He lashed his whip on the ground and slowly began to approach them, clutching the plastic handle so tightly that it began to crack. Ishizu slowly backed up against the wall in terror, but Malik remained motionless and completely unfazed.
"I would have expected something like this from that girl…Tea." He spat her name out like a snake would venom. "I STILL cannot believe I ever invited such filth into my lair, let alone gave it my most prized possession. I think her intolerable behavior accidentally rubbed off onto you two. What a pity…"
She gasped as she saw blood slowly trickle down her brothers clenched fists and fall lifelessly to the floor in a small, crimson puddles. She couldn't see his face because his back was to her, but she figured it must have looked absolutely livid because his body was beginning to shake with anger. "Malik," she whispered in an inaudible tone.
"Why father?" he asked suddenly. "Why did you do this to me?"
"Do what to you, you pathetic excuse for a child? You did this to yourself!" his father roared back, smacking his whip onto the ground again.
"Why father?" he repeated, raising his emotionless eyes from the floor. "Why did you take her away from me? Why did you hurt me? Smite me? Control me? Why are you forcing me to live in a friggin' hell hole for the REST of my ENTIRE LIFE!"
Ishizu's eyes widened in horror as his hair began to slowly sway back and fourth as if a gust of invisible wind had swiftly brushed past him. But wait a minute…what wind? They were underground for crying out loud!
"It is your DUTY MALIK! You are an ISHTAR, and the ISHTARS have an UNPRECEDENTED obligation to live underneath the rest of civilization, protecting the Pharaoh's tomb until the very day he decides to-"
"SHUT UP, OLD MAN!" Malik suddenly roared, cutting his father off in mid-rant. "JUST SHUT UP! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT ANY MORE! SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!" He brought his wounded hands to his head as he continued to scream bloody murder.
"MALIK!" Ishizu screamed. What in the seven hells was going on? What was happening to her brother? His long, blonde hair had accumulated into several large spikes that stood on end, and his cries were beginning to sound more and more like sadistic laughter rather then shouts of pain.
"Ah…at last I am free!" he roared, speaking in a dark, mechanical voice that was definitely not his own. "It doesn't usually take me this long to escape this blasted boy's body, though. Hmmm…he must be getting stronger after all those centuries of torture…or maybe it was because that girl has been reborn." He paused for a moment, grinning wolfishly as he spotted the Millennium Rod on a nearby table. "Precioussss," he hissed.
"Don't you touch that Malik!" his father cried, his voice trembling with an almost indiscernible fear. "It is not time for you to inherit it! Do you hear me, Malik? STOP IT! STOP IT NOW!"
Now Ishizu was able to get a good look at her brother since he had turned around, and she did not like what she saw. His eyes were extremely dark and lifeless, veins were popping out of ever inch of his face, and a massive eye was glowing brightly in the center of his forehead. Dear Ra…what was this monster? And how did it come to possess Malik?
"Why hello there my beautiful precious! I've missed you so much…" the boy whispered as he snatched the rod off the table. He gently stroked its metallic blades, relishing the intoxicating feeling of the blood pouring from his fingers. "Perfect…"
"MALIK!" his father roared again. "That is it! I'VE HAD IT WITH YOU! Now you will pay for ever attempting to cross me!" Ishizu could do nothing but watch as her father closed in on the crazed boy…she had lost her voice a long time ago.
A malicious laugh escaped the spirit's lips as the eye in the center of his rod began to glow. "I'm sorry, but I think you're mistaking me for someone else…" He turned to face the angered man. "My guess is that you're the boy's father, am I right? Aw, well that's really a shame. I don't like fathers very much…they can be so demanding at times."
"Don't you speak to me that way, boy!" the robed man cried as he raised his whip over his head, and flung it down on his son. However, Malik was easily able to dodge it and the whip hit the floor, slicing off some of the stone.
Her brother grinned evilly. "Now, now…that wasn't very nice!" he scolded, standing up straight. "I think you need to be taught a lesson. Alas, I don't have the time to do so, but don't worry! Maybe there's someone within the Shadow Realm that can!" He held up his rod and aimed it at the now unmistakably frightened man.
"Malik? What are you-"
"Goodbye, old man!" Mr. Ishtar let out a blood-curdling scream as a bright, yellow light consumed his body.
"FATHER!" Ishizu cried, finally finding her voice. Hot tears stung at her eyes as she watched him fall to the ground soulless, his vacant eyes helplessly gaping up at the cold, stone ceiling. "No…"
"Now as for YOU, my pretty, little girl…" the evil being hissed as he turned to face the mortified girl. "You know, I haven't seen you in a very long time! Almost too long!" He slowly began to approach her, grinning sadistically. "But now that you're here, I'm afraid that it's your turn to die…AGAIN!"
Ishizu flung herself backwards, only to collide with something hard. 'Oh Ra…' she thought as he closed in on her. She slid down against the wall and allowed her tears to flow freely from her eyes. There was nowhere for her to run…it was over. 'Thank Ra you weren't here to see this, Tea…'
"Aw come on now…don't be afraid! You should feel HONORED to have your soul sucked from your body by my precious," he hissed in a hushed voice.
"Malik…stop," another voice whispered hoarsely. The angered spirit whirled around to face the young man that still lay on the ground. "Malik, you don't have to do this…" He looked up at the angry boy with pleading eyes.
"Wait a minute…who are you? I've never seen you before…AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME? STOP IT!" The psychotic being slowly backed away from Odeon's fallen figure, shielding his face with his hands. "NOOOOOO!" he screamed as his rod slowly slipped from his bloody grasp. He brought his hands to his head as his hair and eyes returned to normal.
Malik blinked a couple of times as he glanced around the room. "Odeon?" he whispered. His eyes widened in horror as he discovered his sister backed against a wall and his father lying lifelessly on the ground. "What…what's going on? Did I…did I do…?" He turned back towards his older brother. "Did I do this? Did I…Oh Ra, I CAN'T REMEMBER ANYTHING!" He rushed into the young man's arms, sobbing hysterically. "WHAT HAVE I DONE? WHY CAN'T I REMEMBER?"
Tears once again consumed her eyes as she watched her brother cry and scream in mental agony. "What is happened to Malik?" she mouthed silently. "Why him?"
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Sorry for all the angsty stuff. There's only a bit more to come, so no worries! Ok, um, please review?
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