Did you try to live on your own
When you burned down the house and home?
Did you stand too close to the fire
Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone?
~ Green Day, 21 Guns
It was quiet, warm and most importantly dry in the museum. I took deep breaths trying to slow my rapid heartbeat. While I was here I thought I might as well look around and let the relentless rain ease off before going back outside. I strolled passed ancient artefacts with no real interest, I had never liked history much. History the study of things that aren't happening any more as I say. Boring. As I went into another corridor I saw the back of a very familiar damp head sitting on a bench reading.
"James?" I asked surprised to see my best friend in the empty museum
He looked up from his book at the sound of my voice. "Rhys?"
"What are you doing here?" We asked simultaneously
"You go first." I told him.
"Not much to tell really I was at the library then when it shut I didn't want to go home because my parents have been fighting big time today and I needed somewhere quiet to read and it started raining so this was the first dry and quiet place I found. Anyway I thought it was your Dad's funeral today why are you here?" My best friend finished
"Well we scattered the ashes from Kaiba Corp and then when we left there were loads of reporters and fans and I ran away and got chased by a couple of them. Then I passed this place so decided to hide here, at least it's dry." I sighed, I didn't really like people talking about Dad's death but for some reason I didn't mind James talking about it.
We wandered down the museum corridors in an awkward silence. Until we passed a set of basement stairs that were roped off. For some reason I was drawn to those stairs, there was just something about them that made me want to see what was down there.
"Hey lets go down there James." I pointed at the basement.
"Were not allowed down there, look its all blocked off." He replied. He was such a goody two shoes.
"So what? Come on lighten up a bit I wanna see what's down there. And anyway look at the sign it should be an Ancient Egypt exhibition down there why would they block it off?"
And before James could protest any more I had crouched down and lifted the velvet rope over my head. I beckoned for James to follow, he groaned and followed me down the stair case. We passed lots artefacts in glass cases and then we saw someone else down here. A tanned middled aged woman in long robes was stood looking a giant rock on the wall. We approached her and as her face came closer into view I thought she looked kinda familiar.
She turned to face us and spoke "Rhys Kaiba, I have been expecting you."
"Who the hell are you? And how do you know my name?" I asked confused.
"My name is Ishizu Ishtar and I know your name because I have the power to see in to the future with the power of my millennium necklace." She said in her monotonous voice, placing one hand on the golden item around her neck with a shape of an eye engraved on it.
"Don't be ridiculous you cant see into the fu-"James started but I cut across him as it clicked into place who she was.
"I know who you are you're that hippy Egyptian lady Dad told me about you. He said you were insane and believed in stupid fairy tales and liked preached about rubbish." I exclaimed
"I see that you like your father before you are a non believer. But let me show you evidence of what I'm about to tell you is real. Maybe you will be more opened minded than your father. You see this Egyptian stone tablet foretold the duel of Seto Kaiba and Yugi Motou and so it came to pass. Consequently the world was saved by Yugi Motou " She preached
"At the Battle City tournament?" Asked James
"Precisely." Replied Ishizu
"But that's just ridiculous. It's just a giant rock with some dodgy carvings they don't mean anything." I said. This really was nonsense.
"But that is not all I have to show you Rhys you have an important role to play aswell you must make a choice which is shown on this tablet here." We walked a few paces to reach another giant rock with markings on it, there seemed to be 2 people on there a young man and woman."You are blessed with special abilities those dreams you have mean your special you see yourself in another life, no one else except you possesses that power and others want it for evil. You see this depicts you and your twin in a battle of which the outcome will either save or destroy the world. But remember sometimes choosing not fighting allows you to win the battle. I can not tell who will be victorious but you must make sure it is the right person. This is all in your destiny." She finished
"Don't be ridiculous there is no such thing as fate." James told her slightly annoyed
"I have no special powers those dreams are just dreams nothing more." I told her defiantly
"You are special and you power is real even if you do not see it yet, you will very soon. Everything and everyone is controlled by fate we can not escape our destiny."
"So your saying everything is meant to happen? Some people are destined for fame others the slums, even destined to die when we do?" I inquired feeling my emotions get the better of me anger and hatred rising up like a storm.
"Yes, I suppose so." She stated, matter of factly
"So your saying Dad was meant to die when he did, barely even middle aged." My shoulders and clenched fists were shaking violently,I couldn't even keep eye contact with Ishizu and I felt white hot tears gushing down face again. " Well your wrong ! He wasn't meant to die, that heart attack was an accident, you got that. None of this was meant to happen, it wasn't fate or destiny it was a freak accident. Nothing more. So keep your phoney fortune telling to yourself because I'm outta here." I stormed of out of the dusty museum back into the pouring rain with Ishizu's warnings still spinning round my head.
I didn't stop until I felt a kind and warm hand on my shoulder, I spun round to see James his sopping wet black hair dripping down his face.
"Don't listen to her Rhys, all the stuff she said is completely illogical." My best friend said in his calm and reassuring voice
" I know I'm just sick of everything stressing me out. It is too much for me to handle." I ran my fingers through my wet hair in agitation.
"I know that but your not doing yourself any favours by getting stressed out." It amazed me how his soft voice could calm me down so quickly, when my anger exploded on occasions like these.
I nodded slowly. He put his arms round me and I hugged him back, he was warm despite the cold rain and that helped. This was why he was my best friend because he could help me in any situation. He knew me and I knew him and we would help each other through anything.
