Hi! Sorry for the late update. I was dealing with school but now that I am on Spring Break I'll have the time to actually write my chapters. This took several days and near week to be content with this chapter.
a romance lover, I know you want them to be closer, but for right now you'll have to wait. I'm already thinking about turning this into a rated M story. (But for right now it will remain T.)
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The Fountain of Time
Chapter 10
Anzu had to wake up early again, but for a good reason. She was going to make Mahado help her in stealing Atem. Two days had passed since the whole messenger thing about the Powers and whatnot and the palace had been working day and night to get everything ready. She hadn't even dared step out of her room in fear of being run over. Kisara and Mana had gotten over their fight yesterday and both were now helping each other with their lessons to an extent as much as they could.
When Kisara was now in deep meditation she could now glow brightly, like someone had turned a light on from within her. Mana could make flowers grow, levitate things, and change hair color as Kisara had discovered when she found herself with hot pink hair. Mana was begging for forgiveness while Kisara cried. Atem had called for Mahado and he had fixed things up but not before giving Mana a good glare.
Anzu smiled. Those had been slightly fun days, but Atem was missing out in what she had to share. So she carefully exited the room, making sure no one would appear out of no where and trample her to death. Mahado was probably with his students right now so Anzu walked over to the classroom, found the door slightly ajar, allowing her to peek in.
The room was filled with males and females, a little more females then males though. Mana was with a small group of girls, probably her class friends. Mahado had his back to the door, which meant she had to go into the room. 'Sorry, Mana.' Anzu whispered mentally and entered. Almost immediately the room fell silent and all eyes fell on her, heck, she could feel Maut's angry gaze on her skin.
Mana was blinking in surprise but Anzu ignored her little sister and approached Mahado, who was turning around now, noticing the silence. He blinked for a few seconds but he could tell she wanted to talk to him. "Continue on with class." He said and exited the room. When the door was shut Mahado crossed his arms. "What is it, Anzu?"
"I need your help."
His brows rose. "How so?"
"Kidnapping Atem." She said. Mahado blinked, giving her an odd look which made her roll her eyes. "He's killing himself, Mahado, surely you see that? I understand that in five days some pretty powerful people will be here, but that doesn't mean he has to kill himself to make sure everything is perfect."
"Why would you want to kidnap him?"
Anzu's brow rose up to match his. "Do you seriously think he's just going to 'take a break' without a fight?"
Well, when she put it that way . . . "What exactly will this 'taking a break' consist of?"
"The memory spell, a specific place I went to when I was a child, and Atem finding some peace." Mahado sighed before giving in.
"Fine, but how exactly are you going to kidnap Atem?"
"Bag over the head, I was hoping you would help with holding and heaving him away for obvious reasons." Mahado rolled his eyes but could see her point. He opened the door to his class.
"I will be busy for the rest of the day. Neshi," he called out to one of his advanced students who stood up quickly. "Help anyone who needs it."
The young man bowed. "Yes Master." He said. Anzu peeked in and waved at Mana.
"Have fun, little sister." She smirked, making Mana glare at her poisonously. Anzu laughed as she left.
~o~
Samira blinked as her best friend's sister left the room, laughing. She turned to see Mana glaring at the door murderously. "Mana?"
The girl looked back over, slightly surprised. "Huh?" Samira fought the smile that wished to creep up on her. This girl was so interesting but always a joy to talk to. She had such interesting ideas too, though strange, they were different then what she had come across before.
"Was that your sister?"
"Yeah."
One girl giggled. "Does she like Master Mahado?" The whole class seemed to fall silent as all eyes fell upon Mana, who had a blank face. Then it scrunched up in thought.
"I don't think so . . . I mean, Anzu is pretty independent. She doesn't like it when anyone makes decisions for herself, which is a wonder how she lived with our mother. She's pretty dominate in a relationship so either the guy wouldn't mind letting her be dominate or he's equally dominate. I think she and Master Mahado would clash too much. He likes to have control of the situation himself . . ."
The one girl tipped her head to the side. "But . . . would that not be a plus in their . . . 'relationship'? If they both have control then they do not have to worry about problems if one of them should lose control."
Mana shrugged. "I guess you could call it a plus, but like I said, she likes to make her own decisions, and Master likes to stay in control, those would clash. I'd say if they did like each other, it would blow over really fast . . . like, maybe two days tops."
"That's very interesting, Mana." Neshi said, tapping her on the head. "But right now class is something you should be concentrated on." Samira smiled as the girl whined and the advanced student grinned down. Samira remembered a day ago when he had helped her perfect a spell, the plant growing one, and she asked if she could call him big brother.
They did act like brother and sister, not to mention it was rather amusing just how much they looked alike with messy dark brown hair and dark earth green eyes. They would have been cute together but Samira knew that Neshi was already married to another pretty girl.
Besides, they were cuter as brother and sister.
~o~
Isis was running through the shrinking list of things to do and the growing things that were done. Her Pharaoh was not sitting on his throne, but pacing about, a stressed frown on his face. 'Much how it was during the Great War.' She thought. Isis was about to speak when she noticed that Mahado had just entered the room with Anzu leading the way.
There was movement from Priest Seto's side as his second pupil, Kisara, looked over at her sister. All the priests watched as Anzu placed one finger over her lips, a sign to be quiet. Kisara blinked before a small smile spread across her face. "Hey Atem."
The Pharaoh paused and looked up, blinking. It always baffled Isis how these three girls could simple say his name like he was not Pharaoh, but just a friend and not get lashed for using such informal words with him. "Yes, Kisara?"
The pale girl grinned. "What do you think of my sister, Anzu?"
Isis watched as her Pharaoh blinked, rapidly. "She is . . . a good friend." All the priests paused and took a step back so they could watch whatever was about to unfold. Kisara rolled her eyes.
"I know that. You practically say it every day. But seriously," a sly smile replaced the innocent smile. "How do you really feel about her?" Isis realized what the girl was implying and turned to look at her Pharaoh like the other priests. They watched as their Pharaoh saw what she was talking about and a heavy blush spread across his face.
"I-I do not k-know what you are talking about!" he stuttered, horrified.
Kisara blinked. "Then why are you blushing?"
"Because of what you are implying! I see her as a friend!" Behind him Anzu rolled her eyes and glared at Kisara.
"Well, mission accomplished." She chirped.
"What?" Atem drew up a blank face.
"That was all just to distract you silly." Kisara giggled. Atem blinked and was about to spin around when his head disappeared and Anzu jumped out of the way as Mahado quickly grabbed Atem. Isis's jaw dropped while Seto was leaning against the wall, his shoulders shaking noticeably. While Atem thrashed about, trying to get his unknown assailant to let go of him, Anzu poked Seto.
"I'll bring him back. I just need him to have a break and relax before he kills himself."
Seto shook his head. "That is quite fine. Just remove the knife he has in his belt." Anzu grinned and showed him the royal blade that was now in her hand. "Never mind." Seto said and quickly went back to laughing.
Atem was trying to calm his throbbing heart and even his breathing. No one had screamed in panic, he'd even heard Seto laughing. He sighed. "Can whoever has me let go, my stomach is starting to hurt." He complained.
Suddenly he was in freefall but hit the ground in a few seconds . . . grass, he was in the garden. "Glad you made it here safely, Atem." A laughing voice said. Atem pulled off the bag that had been placed over his head to glare at the laughing blue-eyed woman.
"Was that really necessary?" he growled. Anzu, unbothered by his anger, simply grinned.
"Yeah, it was. You're doing a good job getting things ready but all work and no play?" she tisked, waving her finger about. "That I had to change." Atem rolled his eyes and stood up but was forced down. He looked up to see Mahado, his closest childhood friend. His jaw dropped slightly.
"You are in this too?!"
Mahado sighed. "Sad to say, but yes, yes I am."
Atem did not know what to think about that. "Why?"
"Because I agree with Anzu. You need to relax a bit."
Atem got to his feet and exploded. "How am I supposed to relax when I get kidnapped by my friends!?"
Anzu came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, making him lean back a bit due to height difference. "Well maybe if you'd calm down, we can show you why we kidnapped you in the first place." She snapped at him. He paused and calmed down. She spun him around and took his hands. She paused and looked over at Mahado. "We need to hold hands for it to work, right? What about you?"
"Since I am the one casting the spell I will automatically get your memories, for you to share them with others, they need to be making physical contact with you." Mahado explained as his hand started to glow. Atem blinked and looked down to a see a golden line creating a circle around all three of them. Anzu sat down then, making him come with her. Once he was comfortable, she closed her eyes. "Close your eyes, Pharaoh." Mahado instructed. "There are guards around us to make sure we stay safe."
Atem nodded and closed his eyes. The world shifted slightly and suddenly he became aware of a new noise surrounding him. A low crash, loud and wild, and there was some wind to it. He took a deep breath and breathed in a salty wind that filled his lungs. It was similar to the air around his palace by the Green Sea.
He continued to have his eyes closed as he shakily let go of Anzu's hands and felt the ground. No longer could he feel the soft grass he was used to but sand. But it was soft, and very, very fine compared to the rough sand of the desert. He could feel Ra spreading out over his skin, but it was . . . less intense for some reason.
Finally, he opened his eyes and a faint cry of shock escaped his throat. Water, just endless water spread out before him, beautifully crystal blue. He stood up and realized he was barefoot; he was also in some strange clothing that just covered his lower area. He ran a hand over the material, soft but very durable. It was a bright red with designs he had never seen before.
"Wow! It actually worked." Atem turned to see Anzu grinning brightly. Atem felt heat rise in his cheeks. He was used to seeing women dress in little next to nothing due to Ra beating down upon them but this . . . this was more like a tease. She wore a blue outfit that only covered her chest and lower areas, revealing the strong plane of her stomach for all to see and her smooth shoulders. Her outfit was covered in strange flower designs. She still had that golden tan; it was just the physical things that had changed, like what they had worn. She turned to Mahado. "What do you think, Mr. Magician?" she laughed.
Mahado finally opened his eyes and tried to cover up his own surprise but he was having a hard time doing just that. Atem looked to see that Mahado was wearing the same thing he was, the only difference was that it was slightly longer, while Atem's fell to his knees, the strange clothing fell a little past the knees for Mahado, not to mention it was a dark purple. He also had white fabric covering his chest.
"This is . . . you have gone here before?" he asked. Anzu grinned.
"When I was just a little girl. Come on you two, you haven't even felt the water yet." She laughed and splashed in. The two men followed in carefully and when the water finally touched Atem, his whole body seemed to sigh at the cool yet warm waters. He went a little deeper, not wanting to get completely wet but that changed in a few short seconds.
Anzu leapt out of the water and attacked him from behind, forcing him to fall completely into the water. Yelping in shock he went under. Something tapped him on the nose, making him open one eye under the water. Anzu was looking at him with both eyes, silently laughing. She grabbed his hands and pulled him up. When he reached the surface he gasped for the clear air.
Mahado held out a hand, pulling Atem to his feet but Anzu would have none of it as she pulled them both in. Mahado hit the water and instantly came up, breathing in shock. Anzu laughed and sent a splash to them both. "Mahado, your hair is amazing." She laughed. Atem blinked and felt a bubble of laughter escape. It was completely dismantled with a few wild locks hiding his face.
She came up behind him and pulled his hair back into a tight ponytail. Mahado looked slightly shocked at yet slowly he got up, walked to the shore where the water was low and sat down there and lay back, letting out a sigh that seemed to hold all his worries. "You know Anzu, I might ask for this once every two weeks." He said lightly. Atem blinked as he had never heard the sheer amount of relaxation in his priest's voice.
Anzu laughed from beside Atem. "I thought you might enjoy this." She said as she turned to the Pharaoh. "Look around, this place is an island and I explored every inch of it. It's small but just enough for you." She said, taking his hand. "This is my gift to you. Any time you need this," she waved her hand around. "Just ask me."
Atem blinked and swallowed back the sudden knot in his throat. "Thank you, Anzu." He whispered softly. She smiled and walked over to Mahado and instantly they fell into a heavy discussion about something. Atem didn't bother to care and walked along the white shores. The plants were new; the strange calls from the birds hidden in the trees were new. He felt his shoulders sag as everything left him.
He touched everything, taking in the feelings that were so new to him. This . . . he had to agree with Mahado . . . anytime . . . he smiled.
~o~
"So, what do you think? Possible?" Anzu asked. Mahado was thinking before he slowly nodded.
"Yes, I believe I can make it, but it could take some time."
"Just make sure it's complete by the day we discussed, okay?"
The magician nodded. "I'll try." He chuckled. "I'll have it started once we are done with this." He said.
Anzu grinned. "When will that be?"
He smiled. "Well, I can hold this spell for at least another three hours but we need to leave in an hour."
"Just enough for him to look."
"Anzu!"
Anzu and Mahado turned to see Atem walking towards them. "Speak of the devil." She chuckled. "How do you like the island?"
He sat next to her, a carefree smile present on his face. "I love it." He sighed
"We can stay here for another . . ." Mahado paused for a moment. "Thirty minutes or we can leave now, get things done that need to be done and we can come back."
Atem grinned. "I believe I am ready to go back. Be warned though, Anzu." He grinned. "I will put a lot more protection around you now."
She gave him a look of mock horror. "I knew I shouldn't have shown you this!" He laughed, Mahado chuckled, and Anzu could only grin. The island became fuzzy and the next thing Atem knew he was sitting on the grass again, relaxed, could still hear the echo of the gentle waves. His hands were now in Anzu's. He looked up and found her to be looking into his eyes.
For a single moment he did not want to let go. "Pharaoh?"
Atem blinked at Mahado's voice and looked up at his priest who for once looked completely relaxed. "Want to go back?" he teased.
His old friend grinned. "What I would not give, but alas, work calls us." Atem nodded and pulled Anzu up with him.
"Stay safe, Anzu." He said softly, making her smile.
"Yes, sir." She said.
~o~
Mana was working on an attack spell in the empty classroom when Mahado walked in, surprisingly; he looked really relaxed, more so then usual. It made her pause. "Who are you and what did you do to Master Mahado?" she asked.
He blinked and looked over at her. "Nothing, I am . . . relaxed. Is that so wrong?" his brow rose slightly.
"No, you're just . . . never relaxed. That's all." She mumbled to herself. Mahado smirked before looking at the spell book she was studying.
"Attempting attack spells again?"
"Yeah, Maut thought it would be funny to make the mountain of books over there fall on top of me," she said, pointing to the large amount of books in the corner that looked hastily stacked. "So I decided that if she was going to hurt me, I would hurt her."
Mahado blinked. He walked over and carefully closed the spell book, making sure there was no forcefulness in the action. "Mana, I know Maut is rude, I know she is very . . . forward, but she is no enemy, certainly not compared to the enemies I have seen."
"Then tell her to back off!" Mana huffed. "She has it in her head that I'm after you despite the many times I told her I had no interest." Lie, not that he needed to know.
Mahado sighed. "Perhaps I should separate my classes now."
"That would be nice." Mana said. "I would be able to concentrate and if you paired the starters up with the advanced I could get even more help."
Mahado smiled. "And what were to happen if I made Maut an advanced student?"
The girl rolled her eyes. "Yeah, like that will ever happen. She's good with magic, but she's more interested in catching your eye then learning." Mana pointed out. "Even if she applied herself, she still wouldn't get in. Advanced students are to show kindness, give a helping hand to all who need it, and is willing to vow and become the Pharaoh's eternal servant. Sorry, but I don't see Maut becoming Atem's servant, for anything."
Mahado was slightly miffed at her logical answer. She had hit the key points, the reasons as to why Maut would never become an advanced student like she wished to be. He sighed and sat down in his chair in front of his student. "Would you be willing to become an advanced student?" he asked.
Mana smiled, it was wistful. "I would love to but to be the Pharaoh's eternal servant means I have to give up the life I've always wanted."
"And that is?"
"To have a family of my own. I want a husband in the future, kids. I don't think that would be possible if I were to be Atem's eternal servant." She said.
Mahado fell silent. "Atem is not that cruel to deny one's chance of happiness." He said softly. "He has not told me I must remain alone all my life." He pointed out.
Mana shrugged. "If that's the case, sure, I'll go for it."
"Then tomorrow vow before the Pharaoh."
"Huh?" she blinked in shock.
Mahado grinned slyly at her, making her heart stutter a bit. "You think I have not noticed how at night you sneak into the classroom when your sister is asleep no doubt, that I have not noticed how you slip into the advanced books and practice, diligently. I know you can do more than just make all your fingers glow. You show much kindness to all those around you, even Maut, to a point. You help out the starters quite a bit; all you need to do is go vow before the Pharaoh."
Mana gulped, her face flushed. "That's it, just to become an advanced student?" she blinked. "Could I tell Samira that?"
He smiled. "You can."
Mana bounced up but paused when he didn't move. "What?"
"Would you like for me to help you with that spell you were working on, future advanced student?"
Mana grinned like a crazy lady and nodded. For the next two hours she listened to her teacher and perfected yet another spell but to her, this would be her favorite attack spell. She looked down at the name of the spell. 'Dark Burning Attack.' She grinned. 'Point for me, zip for Maut.'
Kisara was having the weirdest time with her Ka, ever. She could summon it; she knew it because she'd been practicing but every time it felt like someone was yanking her soul out of her body, leaving her slightly confused on the matter. She wanted to tell Seto but she doubted he had an answer to what was happening to her or maybe he did have an answer . . .
"Kisara!"
'No, please, Nefret, go away!' Right, like that was really going to happen. Kisara turned to the pretty female. "Hi, Nefret."
"Are you having problems?" she asked bending down slightly over Kisara, who was sitting.
"Yeah . . ." Okay, so she may not like the girl but she knew stuff. "I think I'm pretty close to summoning my Ka but the problem is, every time I get close to summoning it, it feels like someone is yanking my soul from out of my body."
Nefret blinked. "Kisara, that is something you should inform Master Seto of."
"Oh." Great. "Well, do you know where he is right now?"
"I believe I last saw him in the throne room." Nefret said.
"Thanks." Kisara said and quickly left. Nefret made her nervous so much so she had gone to Anzu who gave the suggestions of jealousy and suspicion which pretty much summed up her whole experience with Nefret.
When Kisara came to the throne room she saw Seto talking with the other priests. She walked up to him and silently waited until he was done speaking with the priest named Teana. Isis, the oldest priestess noticed her and made a gesture behind him, making Seto look back. "Kisara?"
"Umm, question about the Ka, I can summon it but every time I get close it feels like someone is sucking my soul out of my body. Is this normal?" she asked.
He blinked before smiling. "Yes, it can be rather frightening on the first time, anyone can tell you that."
Isis nodded. "When I summoned my Ka for the first time I was dealing with the same situation."
"Oh, okay." So it was normal, but that didn't explain the reason why she blacked out and had the weirdest dream of flying through the sky. It was cool but when she woke up she was in a cold sweat, weak limbs . . . okay, she had to tell him. "Umm, but I . . ." she trailed off, prompting her teacher to lean towards her slightly.
"Yes?"
"I blacked out and I woke up feeling really weak." The priests blinked, Seto was frowning fiercely.
"You blacked out?" she nodded. Seto walked over to a spot and waved her over. "I want you to summon your Ka again, this time let it happen. I will summon my own." He said and walked over across from her. Nervous about the sudden audience, Kisara took several deep breaths before closing her eyes and whispered softly to the Ka within her.
She felt a flash of power making her open one eye. Seto had summoned his own Ka, and she could feel that Anzu and Atem had walked in to see what the commotion was all about. Even more nervous than before, she calmed her nerves and asked the dragon from within to come forth.
~o~
Anzu had walked in with Atem after he got through with whatever had to be done to make them leave the island, which was what they were discussing about. They paused upon noticing Kisara standing some feet from Priest Seto, looking extremely nervous. She watched as a blue warrior appeared with a huge sword. Interesting, this must be the Kas she'd been hearing about. Kisara shuffled a bit, making Anzu frown. "She's nervous."
Atem nodded. "Many always are when they summon their Ka for the first time in front of people. It is easier for people to judge one another when they see what someone truly is on the inside."
Anzu decided that made sense considering that, from what everyone was saying about a Ka, it was like seeing their true self. "Kisara shouldn't have to worry about people judging her. I've known her for most of my life, she's very kind."
Atem turned to his friend at the confidence in her voice. 'So sure.' He thought. His thoughts were cut off when he saw that Kisara was glowing brightly, a white near blinding light. Wings, dragon wings formed from her back before floating up. From the light a white dragon with blue eyes formed. It was then that he saw Kisara shiver before collapsing.
Anzu felt her mind slip. She didn't think to blame the dragon; she just wanted to get to her sister. Without hesitating, she bolted towards Kisara. Seto was almost to her, but Anzu merely reacted and pushed him away with a snarl. "Stay away from her!" she was about to punch him, just to get the message across when the guards rushed forward, seeing a threat to the priest.
Anzu realized then what a stupid move she'd just done when a white tail surrounded her. Blinking, Anzu looked up at the dragon that was now bearing down on the guards, pearly white teeth bared. Taking a step away, she turned to Seto. "S-sorry, I just . . . freaked." She said, a heavy blush spreading across her cheeks. Seto gave her a slight smirk.
"I can understand that." He said. Anzu, now that she knew he'd slightly forgiven her, she turned to the dragon and looked at it straight in the eyes. She blinked in shock at what she could see. She held out her hands, allowing the dragon to lower its head, allowing her to hug the snout and jaw, sort of, it was really big.
"Kisara."
Atem blinked as he walked to stand next to Seto who had carefully picked Kisara's body up. "What do you mean?"
"You told me that a Ka is the mirror of ones' soul, correct?"
"Yes . . . ?" he said, not sure where she was going with this.
"This is Kisara, this is not a mirror, this is her." Anzu said. The dragon seemed to smile, before nudging her a bit too much, making her fall back. Laughing, Anzu continued to hold the dragon, knowing that it was her sister . . . her sister's true form.
"Anzu?"
She looked up to see Mana and Mahado looking on in shock. Anzu just smiled. "It's only Kisara, Mana, just her true self, come look in her eyes."
Mana bounced forward, trying to hide her fear but when she came up to the white dragon she smiled and started hugging like Anzu. Seto, still holding Kisara's body, stepped forward slightly.
Anzu noticed the movment, making her look to the human Kisara and then turned to the dragon. "I know you may not want to do this, but could I have Kisara back in her body now?" she asked nicely. Seriously, why act rude to a dragon of all things?
The dragon flashed white and for a few seconds nothing happened as everyone stared at the pale girl. Finally, she twitched and her eyes flickered open. "Huh?" she said, obviously discombobulated. She then took note that she was in someone's arms. Anzu elbowed Atem, who was now standing in between her and Mana. He flashed her a quick smile as Kisara slowly looked up and blushed as she sputtered. "Whyareyouholdingme!?" she squeaked.
It was Seto's turn to blush, making it hard for Atem to hold in his laughter. The priest quickly put Kisara down. Kisara stumbled towards her sisters with a confused look on her face. "Why was he holding me?" she asked in English.
Anzu grinned. "Let's just say you gave us all a scare, Kisara."
She paled. "I fainted again, didn't I?"
"Naw," Mana said. "You kind of just removed your soul from your body and became this really pretty dragon, that's all."
Kisara's jaw dropped and she turned to Seto. "I removed my soul?!"
He nodded. "You can summon your true self, Kisara, which is something you should be very proud of." Yeah, but to her, that wasn't all that cool or something she would be proud of but to put on a front, Kisara gave a shaky smile.
Atem walked forward, thankfully stealing the spotlight from Kisara. "Mana, would you take Kisara to your room so she can rest." He said.
Mana nodded and grabbed Kisara's hand and led her to their shared room. Anzu looked over at Seto nervously. "Umm, I'm really, really sorry." She said again. Seto looked at her for some time before he sighed.
"It is fine. I can understand. You were only worried for your sister's safety."
She still felt bad . . .
"Anzu."
"Huh?" she turned to see Atem standing next to her, smiling slightly.
"You should go rest as well, that spell effects you as well."
"Yes sir." She said, just loud enough for him to hear her. Atem blinked and looked at her retreating form. His heart thumped again and pulled slightly, making him slightly uncomfortable. How was she able to make him feel this way?
Akuktata stood in front of the massive bronze mirror, a serious look on her face. She had just learned that Atem had guests, three female guests, and one of them he was close to. Anger curled in her gut. For years she had held Atem's heart truly and now she was losing it to some chit who did not even belong in Egypt!
Her eyes narrowed. "Atem is mine." She growled.
Hmm, so now Akuktata knows about our ladies, more specifically, Anzu.
So, Kisara and her Ka, in the manga some old really fugly guy talked about her being able to remove her soul from her body. I tried to make the situation fit as much as possible and since I can't really stand the anime all that much, (Due to the fact that 4**** messed it up, the characters, and removed all the cool parts and whatnot, it's easily seen as why I follow the manga more so then the anime.) I believe you can see where I had to go over this chapter a few times just to make sure everything fit. NOTE: If you guys see anything the makes you go, "?" or "What?" just ask. (I'll try not to give a bull-poopie answer.)
More memory sharing will resume! Promise!
Second note, (I know, I know. "German, stop making notes and work on the next freaking chapter!") So . . . the Powers. I found one name, but since it won't give me the guy's specific rulling dates I just picked a name that was close towards Atem's time. I won't say it's 100% correct(because I'm not that stupid...)but at least I'm not making up some random name and totally writing some serious bull-poopie. If you guys could possible help me find the rulers NAMES, I will be grateful, so much so it won't be funny. I know I'm going to make up one group of a tribe ruled by women, like the Amazons. Perhaps someone else after Atem? Only I know that. :3 hee hee!
Thank you for reading, have a nice day or night!
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