Me: Gah! I hate exams with a passion! –Glances at Mahado-
Mahado: Don't look at me—I'm not your teacher.
Me: -Glares at him-
Mahado: -Sighs-
Chapter 12: Airport
What was it about the setting sun that just seemed so lovely yet so depressing? The colors of the sky slowly turned from majestic pink to dark violet as Ra sunk behind the sand; we were leaving for the 'airport' when the first star peeked out, but I did not feel like leaving. I was a pathetic coward and I knew it, but it didn't matter to me anymore. I'd live for Little Mahy, and that was all. If we died or our souls disappeared, at least I had lived doing that, for that was all that mattered to me anymore.
Shaadi's words echoed through my brain again and again, over and over, and I was suffering through hidden tears. I had not seen Shaadi since Marik had made his comment to him, however, it didn't matter for once to me. I was mad at Shaadi and I was furious with Dark—how could he?! The more I thought about it the more I despised them both, and the more I thought about it the more I hated myself.
Why was my life so bad? If I was just going to end up not existing then why exist at all? Why was I alive on the earth? What was the point? Was my only reason for being to save the world? And what of my fallen family? Someone killed them, but who? And why? So many questions to think about with little time to think about them; my only hope was that time itself could answer them for me.
I peeked out the window in the children's room and spotted the first star—I sighed. After a few moments I remembered mother telling me about the power of the first star to grant a single wish, then closed my eyes and wished: 'I wish that Mahy and I will find some helpful friends on this quest, and that because of them everything will end okay,' Then I opened my eyes with a single falling tear, and nodded to the star in hopes that it heard me.
"Megan," Mahado said; I turned to look at him. "It's time to go, sis,"
I sighed, glancing out the window one more time. I nodded. "Yeah, I know,"
Mahado's cheery mood never seemed to fail him—even if we had a chance of dying—and sometimes it annoyed me. "Well, let's go!" He exclaimed, slipping off the bed. "It's time to explore the world we never knew!" Like that—I was holding back my frustration.
"Okay," I said—trying to sound enthusiastic.
Mahado giggled childishly, then ran to get Grandfather Dark, Marik, Mana, Tom, Isis, and Odion. I sighed, then slowly followed. Seeing Dark made it very hard to look at Mahy, because Dark looked just like my little brother—and he acted like him to, well, except the fact that Dark was more mature. I kept my face straight for once—I don't know why I always smiled, whether I was sad or angry.
Dark frowned at me—he felt bad and I knew it, but I had nothing left to care at the time. I scuffed and crossed my arms like a bratty teenager with an expression to match—it was almost comical to see, that I knew from Mahy's echoing, joyful, obnoxious laughter. An embarrassed sweat drop went down the back of my head and I stopped being bratty—Mahado was still laughing.
I shook my head and then tried to act adult-like and leader-like. "We have to leave now or we'll delay ourselves," I said to everyone, but was looking right at Mahy. Mahy stopped laughing, blinked at me, and then gave me an embarrassed look. I sighed. "Shall we go?"
"Yes, of course," Dark said, then picked Mahy up and walked to the door. It was then that I noticed Dark had changed clothes—he was more modern now. Dark wore purple 'pants,' a purple 'short sleeve shirt,' a dark blue 'jacket,' and purple 'boots.' There were also strange straps hanging around his waist and hips—Marik had not explained to me what those were yet. I sighed, as I still had a lot to learn—too much to learn.
With my head low I followed the family leaving the house, then looked up at the stars. A part of me was wondering if Shaadi was near by, but the rest of me was screaming it's hate. I mentally told myself to calm down and reminded myself that as my guardian he wasn't allowed to lie to me and because of his Wandering status he'd start speaking in annoying riddles as soon as things started getting really bad. This made me like Shaadi again—after all, it wasn't his fault that he was the way he was.
We took a ride in a 'camel taxi' and ended up at a huge building called an 'Airport'. The place was a curious looking thing, indeed the fact that it's mouth was a spinning 'door' and that it had huge see-through eyes told me that it might be some gigantic bug creature. I did not like the looks of the place, however, when we went through the doors I forgot all about that—I began spinning circles with the doors and giggling like mad. Mahado soon joined me and it took the whole rest of the party to pry us out and away—which made the two of us very upset.
After that, there was a bunch of awkward routines to take care of before we could 'board a plane.' First of all we had to hand our bags over to this lady who put the stuff on a moving floor that moved into the mouth of some eye-less beast, then the lady asked what the stuff was in my bag and Cousin Marik explained that they were family trinkets. The lady had my 'family trinkets' examined by some tall guys in really tight outfits with fat bellies and bulging muscles, and then after a short argument they were determined as fine and we were allowed to continue on.
Second we walked through some open door spaces that were out in the open for no apparent reason, but Mahado forgot to put the Decade Eye inside the mouth of the blind-beast-with-the never-ending-tongue and so somehow got in trouble when he walked through the door. 'Authorities' came and got us stuck up for a couple of hours with Mahy crying tear-filled apologies—my poor little Mahy, the authorities where very mean to him!
Third, we went over to this long, tall table with more boxes that make the "Ca-CHING!" noises and then these other weird boxes that people kept poking for some reason. Cousin Marik talked to one of the ladies, she tapped the screen of one strange box, he gave her some metal circles, she tapped the noisy box, put the metal pieces in there, and then gave Marik some little pieces of 'paper' with writing on them. Apparently, that's what Marik was referring to as a 'ticket.'
After that we gave our bags to this tongue creature that moved everyone's luggage off somewhere, and walked off to leave the building. I ended up walking ahead of everyone and right into and invisible wall—Marik laughed, along with everyone else, and opened the invisible wall up to prove it was a door. Embarrassed, I promised to pay more attention and be more careful, then walked through the clear door and gasped.
A huge bird with clear eyes took flight, I gasped and almost fainted. What a creature! "Marik?! Marik?!" I asked alertly, and grabbed a hold of his leg.
"It's okay, Megan," Marik said softly. "That's a 'plane,'"
"But how do we 'board' such a large creature?"
At this there was some chuckles from those who lived in the modern world. I blinked.
"It's a 'machine,' not a creature," Marik explained.
"'Machine?'"
"Yes, a machine,"
I murmured the new word a few times, but inside my head I was wondering what in Ra's name a 'machine' was. As far as I could see: someone had killed a bird and used a spell to bring it back to life only to have it mutate into that machine plane-creature—someone needed magic training!!
(I need some help finding inspiration for writing this story right now, so I have a challenge for all you creative people out there who like this story. Actually, ^^' I have a few challenges in hopes that it'll pull my inspiration back to focus. . . and they have no time limits—so take don't worry about anything being "late!")
(Challenge One ["Oh Zy Mosh!"]: Draw your favorite scene from my FanFiction so far.)
(Challenge Two ["Bubble Bath Challenge" or "BBC"]: Draw any of the characters you want taking a bath—I'd especially love to see how Megan and Little Mahy react to the faucet when they take their first bath or Shaadi trying to bathe the two lil' Second Ishtars.)
(Challenge Three ["Trailer Trallenger"]: Make a trailer for my FanFiction—for those of you video-making-addicts.)
(Challenge Four ["Get Carried Away"]: Want to get crazy with any YGO character ever seen on the show? Well then—get carried away!! Chibify, cartoonify, crazify, and crushify anyone you like! I'd like to see it. . .)
(RULES: No sexual themes or nudity and keep the language bleeped—this is a family story for any age. If you make any sexual-classed jokes make them so that kids cannot understand them, and if you do nudity of some sort use the black dot in certain areas—like for the BBC. Have fun—or else!!)
(REWARDS?: I'll think some up. . . however, you may want to wait a while to make any requests as I'm on a busy rush-rush right now.)