Title: Fate's Wish
Author: Mrpointyhorns
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s): Touzoku/Atem, (Casteshipping)
Beta: none
Spoilers: none
Summary: Touzoku's family is murdered. Only three he is forced to live a life wandering the street, but wait fate has other plans for him as a sex slave? Atem's fate is to kill his father to protect the one he loves, the one he loves will be with his child.
"But what do you need him for?" Pharaoh Akunumkanon asked his Priest. It was very late in the day; Touzoku had already visited Atem and was both summoned and returned. Yet instead of retiring to the king's room Akunumkanon was discussing loaning Touzoku to him.
"It's a ritual. We must perform it. It could hold the key to success in your future. And it needs to be performed on the full moon, tonight is the last night it can be performed until the next and it might not be as affected then." High Priest Akhenaden explained.
The Pharaoh wrinkled his nose; it was in his best interest that his future remained successful. It still did not answer his question on why they need Touzoku. "What does he have to do with my future?"
"We're not sure, but the signs point out that he is needed." High Priest Akhenaden revealed his own confusion, hoping that by doing so the Pharaoh would be more willing to accept Touzoku's place in the ritual.
The Pharaoh sighed heavily, "My bed will feel very empty. Perhaps you will send me a young woman to enter my chambers tonight?"
"That can certainly be arranged. There was one just a few days ago brought in." The High Priest waved his hand and the exchange was made. Touzoku was given to the Priest and the young girl was given to the Pharaoh.
Touzoku shook heavily. He tried to hide it, but as he was dragged along by the High Priest it became increasingly difficult. He felt nauseated and tense with every step.
He had a right to be afraid. Akhenaden had just deceived the Pharaoh of Egypt. He wanted Touzoku not for a ritual but for his own enjoyment. While the Pharaoh never denied him use of his slave, there were not many others that were able to enjoy him. Tonight Akhenaden and his followers of sorts were gathering, and he wanted to offer the beautiful boy as a token of his generosity.
The Priest did lead Touzoku to the Temple of Ra, however no other Priest joined him. The men that did join them were all unknown to Touzoku. He shuddered looking into their faces; they knew exactly what he was here for.
Unlike High Priest Akhenaden normal meetings this night was very different. He instructed his followers not to speak about anything involving his teachings. Touzoku could easily become the eyes and ears of both the Pharaoh and his son. So instead it was right down to business.
High Priest Akhenaden placed Touzoku on the altar. He did not tie or bind him. He wanted Touzoku to be able to move and squirm, and he knew that Touzoku would not run.
The men removed their clothes, some stroked their long penises, and others gathered whips and chains. They did not touch each other, because that was uncivilized. Touzoku was touchable because he was an animal.
"Aswad," The High Priest called.
The man eagerly stepped forward a nine-tail in his hands. He stood in front of the small teenager watching him tremble. He raised his whip and brought it down on Touzoku's chest. It broke the sound barrier as it sliced through the air. The loud crack however was a result of just the sound barrier but also from Touzoku's chest. Even though the young boy had never been trained to not cry out, he bit his tongue anyway. He would not cry or yell unless it was more than necessary. Thirty-nine licks were what the men counted as he was whipped. It the fifteenth that caused hot tears to stream down Touzoku's cheeks.
"Haji," was called next.
Touzoku was crying the entire time. He felt his body shaking heavily from both fear and his tears. Haji did not seem to mind, and perhaps it egged him on. He place Touzoku on his abused chest and took him. Touzoku could not stop shaking, and he would not stop crying, but Haji and the men around did not stop.
"Fenyang."
He stepped forward bringing his whip. He did not use it to slash red marks down Touzoku's flank. Instead he wrapped the whip around Touzoku's neck. Touzoku's crying stopped, his breathe was cut off. He managed staggered gasps and little wheezes through his nose an critical moments. The chokehold lasted as long as it took for Fenyang to take Touzoku. His muscle began to burn and cramp from the lack of oxygen. He wanted badly to pass out, but just when his vision began to blur the whip was removed from his throat. The red mark left around his throat dark.
"Runihura."
He brought with him blades. He kept Touzoku on to his back and craved into his back Egypt's True Ruler Akhenaden, there were only four Hieroglyphics reading right down the center of his back ending just above his tail bone. He craved them deep; at times they were so deep that he craved bone. Then, he turned Touzoku onto his back, and skinned the legs of his thighs. He wanted to remove Touzoku of his privates like they often did with horses but Akhenaden refused to bring Touzoku back without that.
"Nizsm."
He forced Touzoku on his hands and knees. He did not want to get dirty by all the blood dripping from his thighs, so he made sure they dripped away from him. He was above Touzoku and blood always dripped down. He took Touzoku hard and fast, with his legs bloody and his back burning Touzoku saw white the entire time, but he was unlucky enough to have to endure it all.
"Ata and Atsu have request to perform together."
The twins did exactly that. They place Touzoku between them and took him together. He was almost grateful that these two had gone last, the girth of the two men together was excruciating, but at least he had been prepared thrice for them. He continued to sob although no more tears remain and he continued to shake although his body felt so weak. They together were the longest and poor Touzoku believed that it would never end.
Akhenaden went next. He did not take Touzoku. He would not take him after so many just had. So instead he spent his time beating him. He used his fists. He used his feet, and his teeth. He broke the bottom of Touzoku's feet when he smashed his rod into each one. He spared his knee caps, and went onto his ribs. He spent time breaking every finger, and even ran a tiny blade over his eyelids seven times.
Touzoku was thrown out of the temple not a minute after the High Priest finished. Despite all his pain, and bleeding and naked skin, Touzoku courage, determination, and hope, carried him across the sand, into the palace and to Atem's room. He knew only there would he find refuge and safety. It might be the only place he could go if he wanted to survive.
He felt tears return at full force, the desert's night spurning on the hot water that leaked from his eyes. The air stung his back and legs, and the sand hurt his feet. Still he did not stop until he reached Atem's room.
"Atem," Touzoku dropped to his knees once he was in his doorway. On his knees he crawled towards the slumbering Prince. He choked down a sob, and let out another, whispered, "Atem."
"Touzoku?" Atem stirred, half in slumber. He turned from his stomach onto his side. He smiled upon first seeing his friend. It quickly fell. "Touzoku? What's wrong?"
"Never," Touzoku choked, pressing his face into his hands. He shook his head afraid to speak. Again he whispered, "Never, has it ever been so bad."
Atem was on his feet immediately. He could hardly see Touzoku in the dark, despite the round moon, but he knew something was wrong. He lit a few candles near his bed and pulled Touzoku on his lap. "You're bleeding!"
"Atem, Yami, they all of them they pleasured their bodies with me, and they beat me." Touzoku shook. It was cold at night. The air made the fresh blood that dripped down his back chilly. It froze Touzoku to the bone. "I couldn't take it. I'm weak."
Atem knew of no man that could handle what Touzoku had, but only he thought of him as a man. Even Touzoku believed that he was lower then any livestock or wild animal.
"Hush, Touzoku. Let me take care of you," Atem laid him on his bed. He buried his face into Atem's pillow.
Atem refrained from gasping. He felt sick looking at what his Uncle and whomever else had done. Still he did not want to upset Touzoku anymore. "Hold still." He commanded.
He knew as much about medicine as anyone with his education would. It was not as much as the High Priest, but it was as much as Set. He rushed to get what he might need in order to help.
"Cold," Touzoku said when flinched away from the water. It was less that the water was cold, then the fact that the water hurt. Still being cold from the water was a better excuse then being hurt.
"I'm sorry," Atem sympathized. "Touzoku, I am so sorry about all of this. I wish to take care of you."
Touzoku shifted his head, lying on his left cheek. He smiled at Atem. "You make my fate worth everything."
The Prince froze. It was terrible to hear that Touzoku could forget and forgive everything simply because they were good friends. It was not right that Touzoku had to suffer like this. Maybe this time however, Touzoku would not have to suffer, as much. He shifted from his position at Touzoku's side, kneeling closer to his right shoulder. "I'm going to use magic."
"Okay," Touzoku held still his breath. He was not afraid, simply unsure. He had never seen Atem use magic before. He certainly never had it used on himself.
Atem lifted his head and looked towards the end of his bed. "Black Magician, I call you."
The Black Magician stepped from his place in the shadows and emerged at the end of Atem's bed. He looked at his master and then down to his master's friend. Atem failed to notice the upper curve his lips took. The monster came around the left side of Atem's bed and began using his magic to heal Touzoku.
He stayed near Touzoku as his monster worked. He put his hand on Touzoku's head and gently began drawing his fingers through his hair.
Touzoku shuddered as the magic began to work. The pain began to subside and the wounds began to heal, the only side affect was the shudder, and a bit of drowsiness.
"Thank you Black Magician." The Prince released him with his praise. The Monster stepped back into the shadows and receded.
When they were once again alone, Atem scooted down to Touzoku's level. "Touzoku, please I want you to stay here tonight."
Touzoku was too drowsy to reply. He answered by moving to rest against Atem. The Prince wrapped his arms around his body and they both quickly fell asleep.